Damn it hurts! Guo Yi was shot for the second time today, the first time was a through-and-through wound, and as the bullet flew out, his injury recovered more than 70%, but this time it's not the same, he didn't have much energy to begin with, even if he did, he wouldn't dare use it - the bullet is still inside him, he doesn't want to heal the wound first and then go to the hospital for surgery to remove the bullet.

  He remembered that Xun Leiji had once told him that the second layer of "Tianxu" in the Supplement to Heaven's Crack, the first heavy name was called "Yihua Jieyu", which means that a part of an object can be moved away and then reappear on another part of the object. This heavy is divided into two parts - Yihua and Jieyu, Yihua is the first step, that is, to move the selected part away first. Now he didn't want to move a part, but wanted to move the entire bullet away.

  As for whether it can be done, we'll just have to try and see. Since Xun Lei chose himself, he probably won't let himself end like this.

  He weakly said to Li Furong:

  "Fu, Fu Rong, cough, cough, that one, next you will fight alone, protect the hostages well, okay, don't bandage me, don't care about me, let me rest for a while."

  Although it hurts to death, as soon as he says the two words "Fu Rong", he can't help but want to laugh, and as a result, he moves his lung injury, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushes out.

  Li Furong didn't expect that at this time he would still think of these messy things. Seeing him finish speaking and close his eyes, she thought he had given up. Suddenly anxious, she grabbed Guo Yao's collar and shook it violently, saying urgently:

  "Hold on, hey, hey, don't worry, the police will be here soon, you'll definitely make it, don't give up, hold on, open your eyes!"

  As she spoke, her voice trembled with tears!

  Kuo Ya's head spun and her eyes blurred with anger, thinking to herself: Who the hell wants to die? I just want some peace and quiet so I can get this bullet out.

  "Stop, stop swaying, I'm fine, don't mind me, take care of the hostages, beware of the bandits' sneak attack!"

  Guo Yi wanted to open up the girl, but unexpectedly Li Furong was deeply moved by his words. He was already a seriously injured and dying man, yet he still had the presence of mind to think about the hostage and his own safety. Such a man is truly hard to come by! Although he lacked experience and acted rashly, he had a heart as precious as gold!

  She bit out:

  "Don't worry, if they dare to come again, I'll fight them to the end. At worst, I'll die with you!"

  Kuo Yeh was almost in tears, "Who wants to die with you?" he begged.

  "Sister, let me go, okay? Let me be quiet for a while!"

  Li Furong saw that his face was pale, his eyes were full of pain and helplessness, and he felt deeply sorry for him. She thought to herself, "He's just a boy around my age, yet he has such a strong sense of justice. Both bullets have hit vital spots, it looks like he won't make it. I absolutely cannot let him die alone like this."

  She took a deep breath, bit her red lower lip, and stretched out her hand to hold Guo Yi tightly in her arms. Guo Yi's head was just right between two soft and fluffy things. Hmm, although they weren't as big as Zhang Hongyan's, they were more upright and firmer! Such thoughts actually appeared in Guo Yi's mind, and his wound didn't hurt that much anymore. But he quickly stopped thinking about anything and started struggling hard because his nose was blocked by the two things - why did she hold him so close?!

  Fortunately, Li Furong soon discovered the problem and loosened it a bit. Guo Yi greedily inhaled air, not knowing whether he should cry or laugh if he was really suffocated to death by these two lumps!

  Li Fuhong held onto a loving heart, and Guo Yao had no choice but to calm his mind and place his hand on the wound on his chest. Recently, with his rich treatment experience, he didn't know when it started, but whenever he placed his hand on the wound, the internal injury would appear in his mind. This time, he clearly felt the position of the bullet head.

  He concentrated his mind, selected a small part of the bullet, and with a flicker of his intention, that bullet actually disappeared a small block. He was overjoyed in his heart, repeated several times, and actually completely eliminated a bullet head, while in his intention, a complete bullet head appeared.

  His hand moved slightly, and the bullet head in his mind appeared in his hand. He then placed his hand on the wound on his abdomen, and as expected, the second bullet head also appeared in his hand. He felt a sense of relief in his heart, but his head spun and he almost fainted. Obviously, he had lost too much blood and injured his lungs. Although the bullets were removed, if he didn't receive timely medical treatment, he would still not survive.

  Guo Yi forced himself to stay awake, slowly extending his other hand to absorb the heat from the air. The temperature in the room began to drop slowly, and soon Li Furong and Wang Lingling felt a chill, but it was already late at night, and they didn't pay attention, each just hugging the person in their arms tightly.

  Guo Yi's absorbed heat did not store in his dantian, but directly used to heal the wound. However, this time the wound was too severe, and he feared that if the temperature dropped too low, Wang Lingling and her mother would not be able to withstand it. So when the indoor temperature dropped to a certain level, he stopped absorbing heat. Unfortunately, the energy converted from this heat was merely a drop in the bucket for his wound, only simply repairing the blood vessels so that fresh blood no longer flowed out.

  Helpless, he could only use his own body heat to repair the wound. In a short while, his body temperature began to drop. Li Furong felt a chill in her heart, thinking that his life was slipping away. She held Guo Yao's body even tighter, feeling very guilty and tears had already fallen.

  For Guo Yi, Li Furong's soft body was indescribably wonderful. He found himself tightly embracing Li Furong's slender yet firm waist, his face pressed closely against the two soft and fluffy mounds.

  Suddenly, Guo Yi felt Li Furong's body tremble. She suddenly let go of him and reached for the pistol on the ground, but saw a figure flash by, almost as fast as a ghostly shadow, rushing to their side. Li Furong let out a muffled groan and flew out, heavily crashing into the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Guo Yi was slammed to the ground.

  Li Furong sprang up with a flip of her body, but was swaying unsteadily. Apparently, although the opponent had only struck once, it was enough to be fatal.

  Standing in the position where she was just now, is a young man wearing a kimono with fine eyes and long hair. His eyes flashed with cruel light, but his mouth corners were filled with thick disdain. He said stiffly:

  "You opponents are not even worthy of my attention, unfortunately, you Chinese people are too useless, dozens of people can't even kill a woman and child, I thought you were some kind of formidable character, but it turns out you're nothing special. Since I'm here, let's send you to the afterlife!"

  Wang Lingling looked at Guo Yao, who was lying on the ground, unconscious and unaware of his surroundings. She then glanced at Li Furong, who was swaying unsteadily, and her heart filled with despair. She had thought that after all this bloodshed, the police would have arrived by now. But instead, before the police could arrive, a formidable Japanese man appeared out of nowhere, one who had defeated Li Furong with a single blow!