"It's me!" Nalanhong was very weak now, and his voice was no longer as loud as before. He was just waiting with his last bit of strength to come back and give orders to his men.

"Master? Are you Master Nalan? How did you do this?" Two men in black hurriedly ran over to help Nalan Hong up, then whistled and called all their companions who were resting in ambush in the nearby grass.

come over.

"Master, what should we do? Are we going to fight them? Don't worry, brothers, even if they risk their lives, they have to cover you and Miss Haiyue when they get out!" The dozen or so dead men were waiting for Nalanhong to give the order, their faces were ashen, and they planned to

Fight to the death with Fu Qichao.

Nalanhong tried to walk a few steps on his own with the help of others, but as soon as his foot hit the ground, his calf was in unbearable pain, and he was afraid that the wound had been torn. He was a proud guy, and would never give up until he had to.

He would admit defeat. He looked at Haiyue again. Haiyue was not seriously injured. He leaned in front of a tree and covered his chest with his hands without saying anything.

"Yes, Nalanhong, I still have bullets in my gun. Damn it, I don't believe in this evil anymore? Fight them!" Lao Xie shouted with the unknown anger in his chest already ignited.

"Give me a cigarette!"

He took a puff of cigarette, and the nicotine made his brain clear a lot. He blew out a smoke ring from his mouth happily, looked up at the dimly lit fish belly in the east, and said softly to everyone: "Get out! No more cars.

, give it to them, bypass Miaoling Village and go back to the city first."

His men are all a group of dead soldiers, how can he swallow this breath?

"What? Master! You...?"

"If I tell you to withdraw, withdraw!"

"Why!"

After everyone packed up the baggage in the car, they had no choice but to carry Nalanhong around and evacuate. Nalanhong had a hard night and was exhausted physically and mentally. Lao Xie was a rough man and only knew how to act recklessly in the face of danger. Haiyue didn't care about his kung fu.

It's amazing, but after all, he is a womanizer. At the critical moment, he can only stand up by himself. Nalanhong told me that relatively speaking, when the two groups are exploring outside, their combination is perfect on the surface, but in fact it is not.

It’s not as powerful as the small team composed of me, Mo Zi, and Mei Hui.

Bypassing Miaoling, the group saw a small Korean village again. Smoke was rising from the chimneys of every household, and farmers who had gotten up early were going out to get ready to go to the city by car. Only then did Nalanhong feel relieved, feeling the pain and pain on his body.

Mentally exhausted, this iron-clad, feminine man finally closed his eyes and passed out.

It was already afternoon when he opened his eyes again, and the bright light of the setting sun shone on his face through the window. Coupled with the temperature of the indoor heater, Nalanhong's body regained its warmth.

Nan Haiyue was sitting by the bed and saw him open his eyes and helped him up. She asked with concern: "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Nalanhong returned his signature smile. "Where is this? What time is it?"

Haiyue gave him saliva to moisten his dry lips, and said to him gently: "Don't worry, no one will find out. This is a private clinic. I have already spent money on it. I just asked you to

Someone bought him a train ticket and watched him get on the train. There was no way the news would leak out. It’s almost 4 o’clock now.”

"Where are the others? Where is Lao Xie?"

"Most of your people are on guard outside. If Lao Xie goes back, he must be looking for Pu Meihui and Wushuang!" Haiyue replied.
Chapter completed!