"This, cushioning can stop the bleeding!" Murong Yan'er blushed, her voice was low, and she said embarrassedly!

Use this thing for women to stop the bleeding?

Miss Ding's intelligence is really unmatched, and she can think of it like this, it's really embarrassing for her!

However, from a professional point of view, this does seem to stop the bleeding.

Chen Ling's heart was cold and cold, Murong Yan'er was really cold enough.

Chen Ling had never used such a thing as a pad, and with such a developed social information, he had long known what it was.

"I, I, I haven't used it!" Murong Yan'er explained.

Can I still use what you've used? But even if you haven't used it, I'm embarrassed to use it!" Chen Ling sighed helplessly.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, there is no time for mother-in-law and mother at this time, Chen Ling didn't have time to hesitate, grabbed one of his shirt sleeves with one hand and pulled it hard, only to hear the sound of tearing, and the entire sleeve was torn off by him, revealing a strong and strong arm!

Originally, he wanted to use this to bandage the wound in his hand, but Murong Yan'er was quick-sighted, and took the first step to tear open his unopened bag of pads and stick it on Chen Ling's injured hand, although it felt much more embarrassing than sticking it to her underwear, but her movements were still extremely neat.

Chen Ling didn't have time to think about it, he reached out and picked up the long knife that the assassin had dropped on the ground, and tied the knife to his hand with the hand with a huge band-aid attached to his sleeve, originally wanting to use his teeth to tighten the end of the cloth tie to prevent the bayonet from falling off when slashing.

But in that case, his nose must touch the pad, so he just tightened the cloth tie with the other one, and then protected Murong Yan'er behind him with one hand, and pointed the long knife to the ground with the other, waiting for those people to arrive.

At that moment, when he stood in the rain with a long knife dragging a little on the ground, the rain ran down his face, the corners of his clothes, and the sharp knife, bit by bit!

Murong Yan'er was a little in a daze, because she seemed to see Brother Hua in the movie, and her whole person was distracted, and Chen Ling, who was standing straight in the rain with her waist straight, was so cold, so elegant, and so charming.

Soon, the footsteps became clear, and the chaotic figures also emerged from the rain and fog, and more than a dozen black-clothed assassins holding long knives appeared in Chen Ling and Murong Yan'er's sight.

People, as long as they live, there are always many helplessness of this kind and that, hating violence but often countering violence with violence is one of them, Chen Ling really wanted to say to Murong Yan'er: Miss Ding, if I kill a lot of people today, please remember that I was forced!

Chen Ling really hates violence, he thinks that only barbaric, vulgar and brainless reckless people like to use their fists to solve problems at every turn, and really capable people use their brains to settle everything, especially in this society now, this is clearly a brain-eating society!

But at the moment, even if he is witty and close to the demon, it will not help, because people are not here to reason with him, people are here to ask for his life.

This time, with such a large-scale assassination, it was obvious that Chen Ling had already been counted except for Murong Yan'er.

In other words, if this group of people was sent out in an attempt to exterminate the Ding family, Chen Ling would have really been listed as a member of the Ding family.

Otherwise, it would just take the life of a powerless girl, and there would be no need to work so hard.

Looking at those assassins who were eyeing him and might pounce on him and Murong Yan'er at any time to slash him and Murong Yan'er under the knife, Chen Ling actually smiled and said lightly to Murong Yan'er behind him: "Murong Yan'er, I'm starting to regret it a little now!"

"What do you regret?" In the face of so many fierce and vicious assassins with knives, Miss Ding was already a little frightened and in a daze, and opened her mouth in a daze to ask.

"I regret that I was too pretending to be B that night, if I insisted on the principle that as long as your people don't want your heart, I would have given you that night, and I would not feel so much loss if I died for you today!" Chen Ling said so hatefully!

Murong Yan'er was so surprised that she almost bit off her tongue, when did it be, he still had the heart to think about this!

But thinking about it, it seems to make some sense, if I hadn't been reckless that night, I wouldn't have to take my virgin body to see Hades so regrettably.

If, it's this damn if, there are no ifs in life, only results and consequences, Murong Yan'er has decided, if she can be safe and sound this time, she doesn't want to be ifs again, she will never let herself leave any chance to regret it!

However, just as she was thinking this, Chen Ling had already rushed towards those assassins with a long bayonet.

Assassins are there to assassinate, so no matter who the target is, whether it is one or a group, whether it is old or young, male or female, there is only one way for them to attack, slash and kill, hack and kill.

At this moment, the assassins raised their bayonets one after another, not fighting alone, not fighting alone, some just killing and poking regardless of life and death!

The sword light and sword shadow shrouded Chen Ling, and every move and style was a key stab at him.

To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, when he was very young, Chen Ling understood this truth, in the former world of the jungle, if you want to live, if you want not to be bullied, you must learn to be cruel, learn to strike first.

Therefore, when Chen Ling knew that these people were bent on his life, he put away his indecision and put away his compassionate heart!

If you want me to die, then I'll let you go to hell first!

Pretending to be a ghost, Chen Ling will not, but compared to real strength, Chen Ling has never been afraid of anyone, at this moment, he is like a devil possessed, rushing into the crowd, blocking those deadly bayonets, as long as there is a gap, as soon as there is a chance, he will be more cruel than the enemy, more tyrannical knives stabbed back at these people.

At this moment, he is no longer the benevolent and virtuous doctor, and he is no longer the honest and deceitful good student, he is a bloodthirsty madman who has only one thought in his heart, and that is to kill!

Only by killing these people in front of him can he live!

With the splash of blood, as the smell of blood intensified, the killing intent in Chen Ling's heart became stronger little by little, and his eyes soon turned red.

Suddenly, there was a sudden chill in his chest, followed by a tingling pain, and his body was cut by the assassin, not deep, not long, but there was a kind of hot pain like being burned by fire!

When the blood flowed, he was finally angry, if the blood of the enemy was not exciting enough, then his own blood had already boiled his already arrogant and cruel nature!

If you shoot again, not dying, is the only result.

With a roar of rage, Chen Ling swung his long knife and pounced on it like a ferocious beast hungry to the point of madness