Zhao Dong repeated: "I'm really okay!"

Tang Rou stubbornly said: "That won't work either. Take off your clothes, let me see!"

Without saying anything, she lifted up the clothes behind Zhao Dong.

Tang Rou only glanced at her and her face turned pale in fear.

There are five or six bullet holes on it, one by one, the flesh is turned outward and the blood is mottled.

Zhao Dong pulled down his clothes again, "I said I won't let you see it, you have to see it."

"Don't worry, it's okay, it's all lead bullets, just stuck in the flesh and blood, and it won't hurt your muscles and bones!"

Tang Rou's eyes were red, and she was moved by a rare moment: "Zhao Dong, I'm sorry, it's all because of me..."

Zhao Dong waved his hand quickly, "No, no, aunt, you misunderstood."

"Because you, I can't make me desperate."

"This is all the injuries I suffered when I was in a convenience store just now, blocking my wife's gun!"

After saying that, seeing that Tang Rou didn't speak, he felt something was wrong!
Chapter completed!