The elevator doors opened and closed several times in front of me.

The dark field they left was on the third basement floor, the second basement was the wine cellar, and the basement was the warehouse.

The floors are of considerable height, and the staircase is on the sidelines, with an iron gate locked.

The elevator is occupied by them, and the people behind will be delayed if they want to catch up.

During this period, Fu Ling did not have the tendency to go out with Shen Muyan.

Until the elevator rose to the second floor on the ground, Fu Ling helped the person next to him, walked out, and let the elevator continue to rise.

The long corridor was lined with closed doors, and Fu Ling helped people to the innermost, opened a door at will, and dodged in.

As far as she knew, the second floor was almost entirely a dressing room.

Even if this point is not a person who goes to the dark field, it is still shuttling through the hall on the floor above the ground, and no one will be stranded in the room.

Except in exceptional circumstances.

There was no light in the room, and as soon as the heavy door closed, the sound of breathing in my ears suddenly became very clear.

Fu Ling subconsciously pushed people away.

Shen Muyan's back hit the wall, he snorted, his body slid down the wall, and he fell to the ground.

Fu Ling came back to his senses and realized that the feeling he had just pushed didn't seem right.

Looking intently, through the dim light, she found that Shen Muyan had crystal ballasts poked in several places on her body, thinking that she accidentally pressed it when she rolled near the lamp in the dark field to avoid bullets.

She didn't use much force when she pushed people away, but she coincidentally pressed the fragments that poked Shen Muyan's body, causing him a certain amount of pain.

Shen Muyan didn't say anything to her, leaned against the wall and sat on the ground, raised his hand and pulled out the fragments that had pierced into the flesh and blood neatly.

The smell of blood in the air suddenly became stronger.

Fu Ling turned on a dim wall lamp at the entrance.

Shen Muyan was about to make another move, but was grabbed by Fu Ling, who was squatting down.

His long lowered eyelashes fluttered violently a few times, his eyelids lifted slightly, and his eyes exposed to the light were scarlet, and he narrowed slightly as if he couldn't stand it for a moment when he was pierced by the light above his head, leaving only a gap.

Fu Ling took his hand and said in a deep voice: "This fragment is also stained with something, don't move, wait for me to come back." ”

Shen Muyan looked at her and didn't speak, but she didn't raise her hand again to prepare for anything.

Seeing this, Fu Ling got up, opened the door and flashed out.

After a while, I came back with a small bag.

The things in this are what she brought in order to prepare for the emergency, and when she changed her clothes, she found that there were really few places to hide things in this set of clothes, and she was afraid that she would be searched out of the body search, so she just wanted to hide the gun to defend herself, and the things were temporarily shelved in the room when she came, on the same floor, and it was convenient to go here for a trip.

Shen Muyan seemed to know that it was her, but this time she didn't even raise her eyelids, her head leaned back against the wall, and she looked weak.

The drug that enters the bloodstream does its job.

Fu Ling knew that he didn't have much time, so he didn't even say hello this time, and squatted down in front of Shen Muyan and began to rummage through the small bag.

After finding it, without hesitation, he pressed the cotton wool stained with the liquid medicine around Shen Muyan's wound, and pulled out the crystal fragments in turn with his other hand.

Shen Muyan struggled to open his eyes and looked at Fu Ling in front of him through a blurred line of sight.

The light reflected her soft face, and the few feathers extending from the eyes on the mask added to the mystery.