The bullets arrived in an instant.

Meng Chao staggered.

It was as if his foot slipped and he stepped into a bubble in the mud. He lost his balance and tilted to the left.

The bullet grazed his waist.

He immediately felt a burning sting in his waist, as if a venomous snake spraying flames had torn off a large piece of flesh.

The venom is like magma, traveling along blood vessels and nerves to the internal organs.

Meng Chao felt that his heart was like a blown engine, beating uncontrollably...

The activity of lung cells has also been severely restricted.

It was as if someone had stuffed two inexhaustible lumps of explosives into his lungs, which would detonate every time he took a breath.

It seems that this bullet is coated with some kind of new type of neurotoxin, which can cause most targets to lose more than 90% of their mobility even if it misses the vital point.

Meng Chao is certainly not among the "vast majority".

Before the warhead touched his flesh and blood, he had roughly locked onto the contact surface through his radar-like hairs, and used his psychic energy to build a copper wall around his waist and flesh.

At the same time, Meng Chao's muscles contracted violently, trying to clamp the warhead.

Turan Orcs naturally cannot fire sniper bullets.

This is crucial evidence.

Unexpectedly, the injury he suffered was clearly not a penetrating injury. He only had a wound the size of a teacup exploded behind him, while the front was completely unscathed.

But he did not find the existence of the warhead in his body.

"The other party used a special crystal processing technology to carefully polish a special warhead, which was injected into the target's body. After achieving the destructive effect, it could automatically decompose and disappear without a trace, leaving no trace of evidence.

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"What advanced technology and meticulous methods!"

Not only that, Meng Chao also discovered that the flesh and blood near his wound was rotting and burning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This level of corrosive damage would not kill him.

With the cell activity of a strong person in the God Realm, brand new flesh and blood will soon grow, and even the scab will fall off within twelve hours.

The problem is, in this case, it is completely impossible to tell that he suffered a gunshot wound.

"It's not easy to grab these guys by the tail!"

Meng Chao's mind was spinning.

All kinds of calculations and changes quickly slipped from my mind like a waterfall.

However, his body did not stop at all. Driven by the huge impact contained in the sniper bullet, he threw himself forward heavily.

However, before he pounced, he did one thing.

"Pah! Pah!"

Meng Chao took out a signal gun from his arms.

He picked up this flare gun from the temporary office of Qingtian Group along with the protective clothing.

Longcheng's industrial and mining enterprises often have to carry out various complex operations in dangerous wild environments, and encountering danger is a high probability event.

Therefore, many people carry this kind of flare gun that can activate flares as a tool for calling for help in emergencies.

Even the dark clouds in the sky could not hide the signal that Meng Chao sent out, as bright as fireworks.

Moreover, flares containing special incendiary agents are not as fleeting as fireworks.

Instead, it stayed in mid-air for a long time in the form of a gleaming, slowly blooming flower.

The location where he fell was within easy reach of the crystal mine of Huanyu Group.

A heavy rain is coming, and the people stationed in the crystal mine are extremely nervous.

As soon as they saw Meng Chao's signal for help, three or four searchlights were immediately directed towards his location.

Meng Chao seemed to be able to hear the uninvited guests in the darkness, making angry curses.

But he didn't think they would fight to the death.

Of course, Meng Chao had no doubt that these people had enough strength and will to kill the spar mine into a river of blood.

But now that their whereabouts have been exposed and the crystal mines are on guard, can they do this in the way of the Turan Orcs without exposing their true identities, and without leaving any traces that may cause fire?

clues?

Meng Chao felt that this point was a big question mark.

Judging from the past few rounds of confrontation between the two sides, it is obvious that what is hidden behind these uninvited guests is a huge organization with a strict structure and well-planned plans that will never take risks easily.

Meng Chao didn't think that the opponent would continue to charge mindlessly before he missed again and again and didn't find out his details.

Sure enough, the engine roar coming from the direction of the crystal mine was still hundreds of meters away.

The uninvited guest in the darkness has disappeared without a trace.

Even when Meng Chao expanded his life magnetic field to the limit, he was unable to capture their retreat route and direction.

Like a few wisps of mud disappearing into the swamp.

Meng Chao can be sure that apart from the "evidence" left deliberately, they will never leave even a drop of blood or a hair.

"over there!"

"Someone!"

"What happened? He was hurt so badly!"

"It felt like I was bitten hard on the waist by a monster!"

"Damn it, how could there be a monster here?"

"Who knew that this damn place and this damn weather would be so evil!"

"This guy seems to be from the Qingtian Group."

"Isn't it strange? The rainstorm was so heavy and there were flash floods everywhere. I don't know how many of our people rushed to the Qingtian Group's territory. I don't know how many people of the Qingtian Group rushed to our place. No matter where

Yeah, take it back first and then talk about it!"

Although in the unwitnessed wilderness, when exploring crystal veins, prospectors from Qingtian Group and Huanyu Group often fight over the ownership of a mining area.

But when they work together to fight against natural disasters, they have a strong sense of being connected by blood and helping each other in the same boat.

Humans are such contradictory animals.

Several rescuers from the Huanyu Group secured Meng Chao on a stretcher and carried him onto a crawler-type off-road vehicle.

Someone else helped him bandage his wounds and inject cardiotonic drugs.

At the same time, he marveled at his "shocking" wounds, and found it incredible that a guy with such serious injuries could still have a weak heartbeat and breathing.

Although their treatment methods were better than nothing for Meng Chao's wounds caused by the special sniper bullets.

Meng Chao still did not reject their kindness.

It also does not accelerate cell division and promote wound healing.

Rather, he is lifelike, acting as if he were a strong man in the heavenly realm, reacting as he should when he suffers heavy losses.

To be fair, Meng Chao's acting skills don't have much room for improvement.

Because the evil power contained in the mysteriously disappeared crystal warhead is still making waves in his body.

Meng Chao felt that his body temperature had exceeded fifty degrees.

The skin can almost make a "sizzling" sound.

It was more like his cerebral cortex was being carpet-bombed by napalm bombs, and ten thousand ferocious beasts were roaring in his ears, making him unable to stay focused at all.

Even he is so miserable.

If you are a truly powerful person in the heavenly realm, even if you really see something you shouldn't see, you probably don't have the most basic logical thinking and language description abilities to tell the truth, right?

Meng Chao could only pretend that his brain was burned out, slightly opened his chapped lips, and let out a breathless moan from deep in his throat.

A rescuer put his ear to his mouth and listened carefully for a long time.

"what did he say?"

His companion asked him, "Are you giving your last words?"

"Probably not, I don't quite understand."

The rescuer frowned and pondered for a while, then wondered, "He seems to be repeating...'humanity' repeatedly."

Although Meng Chao was seriously injured.

But he was not the only one who needed treatment on this night of torrential rain, flooding, mudslides and collapsed buildings.

The medical station attached to the crystal mine is already overcrowded.

Hundreds of injured people rescued from floods and collapsed buildings are here groaning.

There was not enough space in the house, so we had to temporarily set up a large number of tents on relatively open high ground.

But even the tents were quickly filled with wounded people arriving from all directions.

The few medical staff were extremely busy, and their faces looked paler than many of the injured.

The groans of the injured, the shouts of the rescuers, the orders of the medical staff, and the roar of rocks sliding and hitting the valley bottom from far and near, all mixed together, making people even more upset.

Several tents used as temporary operating rooms were packed to the brim.

Many of the injured in the queue were wrapped in three layers of bandages, with large blood stains still seeping out, as if strange piranha flowers were growing out of their bodies.

The rescuers who sent Meng Chao here were helpless when they saw this scene.

And new rescue instructions came from their crystal communicator.

Just as he was scratching his head and head anxiously, a female doctor with most of her face covered by a mask appeared and signaled the rescuers to leave the injured behind.

The rescuers breathed a sigh of relief, thanked the female doctor profusely, and explained the situation of discovering Meng Chaochang again, and then rushed to the new battlefield in a hurry.

The female doctor did not push Meng Chao into any operating room.

Instead, he went around to the back of the medical station.

Got into a container half soaked in mud.

The surroundings were chaotic like a war.

No one noticed anything unusual about the female doctor.

No one doubted the identity of the female doctor.

It was so dark inside the container that I couldn't see my fingers.

There is only the sound of raindrops "ping ping ping ping pong", like hitting directly on the skull.

Meng Chao felt that the female doctor stretched out fingers that were colder than the scalpel.

He groped around the wound on his waist.

As if judging the severity of his injuries.

Then he took hold of his pulse and injected strands of mycelium-like spiritual energy into his body, detecting his physiological parameters in a way that was more sensitive than medical equipment.

Of course, with the level of this female doctor, she is far from qualified to see the depth of a powerful person in the divine realm.

Half a minute later, the female doctor, who didn't see any flaws, breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!