At this moment of crisis, the demons who were heavily armed with guns before were ordered by Wang Lei at this moment. They launched a fierce attack towards the place where Yan Hanjun had been standing before. Bullets whistled down like a storm and rained down on where he had been. The demons' attacks were relentless, and the bullets cut through the air in deadly trajectories.

Yan Hanjun heard the neighing of bullets and immediately raised his body. However, at this thrilling moment, he was still hit by a bullet, and severe pain came from his right thigh and abdomen. The sharp pain caused by the bullet penetrating his flesh made his face pale, and with his antelope-like body, he barely fell from the air and stood firm.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and rushed forward without hesitation, wanting to rush out of the demons' attack range first. Blood oozed out where his body had been hit, forming bright red marks, but Yan Hanjun supported him, and he did not fall.

Yan Hanjun's body shone with an emerald green light, his ability was activated, and many branches grew on his body, which grew rapidly, covering his injured right thigh and abdomen, forming a healing barrier that enveloped the wound. The branches exude a fresh scent, using Yan Hanjun's own healing power.

But alas, healers can't heal themselves. No matter how powerful the healing attribute ability is, it doesn't have much effect on you.

Yan Hanjun's right thigh and abdomen were in sharp pain, as if every step was irritating the wound. He limped and continued to run forward, each step accompanied by painful convulsions. The pain caused fine beads of sweat to ooze from his forehead, and his face was pale, and the green tendons on his forehead throbbed.

Although the pain was almost unbearable for him, Yan Hanjun gritted his teeth and persevered. His eyes revealed a firm will, and he resolutely chose to move on. Every step was a struggle, and his will seemed indestructible in the face of pain.

His steps seemed a little shaky, but he never stopped. His figure was like a determined lightning bolt, weaving through the ruins of the city. Even though the pain felt like a sharp blade piercing his body, he didn't flinch, burying the pain deep inside him.

Gunfire did not ring out again either. It was Wang Lei who gave the order in her mind to stop shooting. Her eyes were complex and contradictory, and her inner struggle was evident in her expression. She eventually hesitated.

Just now, Wang Lei's emotions suddenly lost control, her eyes became extremely fanatical, and she seemed to be controlled by some evil force. Anger and rage burned inside her, forming a strong urge that made her want to destroy Yan Hanjun completely. The evil voice whispered in her ear, exuding a poisonous tongue of temptation that lured her into the dark abyss.

Her eyes became gloomy and hideous, her hands clenched her weapons, and her whole body was filled with murderous aura. She seemed to be enveloped by the power of darkness, and at that moment, her body trembled slightly, as if she wanted to release all her anger and malice.

At that moment, Wang Lei's thoughts were chaotic, and an irrepressible emotion made her almost give in. Her fingers clenched into fists, knuckles turning white with exertion. At that moment, she seemed to see all of Yan Hanjun's past, and everything he did sparked in her mind, triggering deeper anger and hatred.

Wang Lei's body trembled slightly, the corners of her mouth raised a wicked smile, and her eyes flashed with evil light. At that moment, she almost wanted to impulsively make a move to completely eliminate Yan Hanjun. And those controlled "demons" also shot because of this.

However, the sound of the gunshot brought Wang Lei's consciousness back, and she seemed to feel another voice deep inside, a kinder and loving voice. The voice echoed in the depths of her psyche, calling out her true will. For a brief moment, she resisted the evil force, regained control of herself, and rerealized that Yan Hanjun was his "godson".

The inner struggle and conflict seemed to come from the edge of darkness and light, and the struggle between evil and good was intertwined in her eyes. In the end, her love for Yan Han Junjun defeated evil, and Wang Lei realized what had just happened. At this moment, she immediately gave an order and chose to let Yan Hanjun go.

Wang Lei began to regret it, after all, Yan Hanjun really didn't hurt himself, he just took a tube of blood to save his friends! Because she said that she couldn't save his friend, Yan Hanjun wanted to do it herself.

If at that moment, Yan Hanjun attacked him, then he would have to be injured no matter what. But he didn't, he probably still loved himself, he just didn't want to say it.

As long as you love someone in your heart, no matter what, no matter what he does. As long as he loves him sincerely, he will definitely make excuses for him. Mothers, fathers, couples, and even some licking dogs.

Wang Lei covered her forehead, she didn't know what the situation was just now, she actually wanted to kill Yan Hanjun in an instant. At that moment, my own mind seemed to become uncontrollable and go with the natural feeling.

Wang Lei sighed, still too much time. Jiang Kaixu's life and death are uncertain, Wu Yu is seriously injured and almost a person is wasted, this is her only and best opportunity, if she misses it, she doesn't know how long she will have to wait.

Helplessly, this medicine that was not completely completed could only be sent to the battlefield in advance. Now it seems that this medicine will still affect people's sanity, and it is really difficult to rule this out with animal genes.

It doesn't matter, though. Wang Lei felt that as long as she conquered the world, she would have more time to develop the final dawn elixir. As for Yan Hanjun, as long as he doesn't hold a grudge against himself, when she unifies the world, Yan Hanjun has no other way to go except to bring his friends to him.

In fact, in fact, Yan Hanjun had the intention to attack at that time. But based on the fact that Wang Lei is the maker of the potion, the potion she took herself is unique, and the news may be cut off after killing. In addition, Wang Lei also took the dawn potion, and he may be killed if he succeeds in murder, but for the sake of safety, Yan Hanjun still didn't do it.

Even Luo Bin, Han Yuan, and Wang Lei, who have been raised for many years. Yan Hanjun didn't care at all, his girlfriend Bai Tong, he didn't care either. Yan Hanjun seems to be like a cold-blooded creature, he has feelings for them, but not much.

The mind control ability is a double-edged sword, not only allowing Yan Hanjun to control the feelings of others, but also destroying his own. For Yan Hanjun, the only thing he cares about and values the most is Ye Ning, who spent his childhood with him.

Yan Hanjun walked alone on a desolate road. There were countless demons and human corpses all around him, and a miserable scene unfolded before his eyes. The smell of blood filled the air, and people couldn't help but feel suffocated.

He was shot in the thigh and abdomen, and the pain was like a sharp knife piercing deep into his body, tearing through his nerves and muscles. Every step felt like stepping on flames, and each step made his skin ache like a pinprick in a pinprick. His lips pursed, and sweat trickled down his forehead, mixed with the smell of pain.

Yan Hanjun's footsteps began to gradually become unsteady, as if he couldn't bear the load of his body, but he didn't stop. He endured the pain, as if every step was pushing his limits. With each step, an unconcealable look of pain appeared on his face, as if the whole world was in flames in every inch of his body.

His breathing became rapid and irregular, sometimes interrupted by pain, but he never gave up. There was a tenacious perseverance in his eyes, a determination not to allow any difficulty to defeat him. He gritted his teeth, as if biting every bit of pain hard, suppressing them in the bottom of his heart.

His legs seemed to become heavy, each step made him feel as if he was stepping on a block of lead, and every movement required tremendous willpower. Sometimes, he would hold his hand on the wound, as if hoping it would relieve some of the pain, but soon moved on, unwilling to be knocked down by the pain.

Even as the pain continued to eat away at his body, his steps remained steadfast. His eyes revealed an incredible power, a belief that transcended pain.

Yan Hanjun had been walking for almost an hour, and under the scorching sun, he asked about the ubiquitous smell of corpses and blood, and endured the pain and came here.

Yan Hanjun's injuries were much more serious than those led by Wu Yu. He's not just a supernatural person, he's got too much supernatural energy mixed into his body. When there are more exotic energy, it is no longer a good thing.

It was mentioned as early as chapter 41. This is a side effect of Chill Jun's ability fusion, as soon as an alien attack ability hurts him, it will merge into his body, causing him continuous damage, and if no one heals him, he will continue to suffer.

Now, Yan Hanjun's injuries are getting worse and worse, and the abilities in his body are basically not helping him heal, but taking the opportunity to fight, taking the opportunity to fight for the sovereignty of the body, which makes Yan Hanjun even more painful.

Yan Hanjun's pain all over his body is due to the fact that there are too many alien energy in his own body. And with so many different energies, there is also an advantage, that is, when he has a hand injury, he can still use all his abilities, and he can fight back to the limit one by one. It's just not useful.

Finally, Yan Hanjun dragged his injured body and finally stepped into the door of the hospital, his gaze sweeping over the demon corpses scattered on the ground. The creatures were no longer threatening at the moment, and fell to the ground, as if they had lost their life power.

But it's strange that Yan Hanjun didn't smell the smell of blood and corpses, and these "demons" didn't seem to have been killed, but more like they had fainted. Just unconscious, fainted here.

Seemingly, something happened in the hospital.