It happened in a flash that made people caught off guard!
Did that guy target them from the beginning? !
"what!"
At this time, Yao Man hugged his head and let out a panic scream, and the battle started instantly.
The man once again raised the gun in his hand and moved his body quickly, avoiding the pursuit of Dongfeng and the others on the opposite side, and fired two more shots into the grass. Sikongnan and Xia Rongrong were also shot and fell to the ground.
This guy's marksmanship is too fast!
"Damn it!" Dongfang Han quickly jumped from the tree, "Go and see what happened to the White Snake!" After speaking, she immediately grabbed the weapon and rushed forward.
Hai Li was shocked, jumped off the tree quickly and ran towards the injured teammate.
At this moment, hearing the sound behind him, the man quickly turned around and raised the guns on both hands. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger at the girl wearing the blue dragon mask and shot two powerful bullets.
Dongfang Han quickly grasped the hilt of the sword, waved the blade, and cut off the two bullets shot in front of him.
"Oh..." It's pretty awesome. The man narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly retracted the gun in his hand, and drew the dagger from his body and struck in front of her.
"Qiang—" The blades intersected. At this moment, a chill of oppression came from both sides.
Good guy, this person is not an ordinary killer at all!
Dongfang Han was not given a chance to look up and see that face clearly. The cold wind was blowing. With the wind speed, the man suddenly disappeared in front of her. A harsh cold wind hit, and the knife fell in his hand, blood splashed, Dongfang Han A bloody mouth was drawn on her right arm, and without giving her time to react, the sharp dagger struck again.
Dongfang Han retreated abruptly, raising his sword to block his attack.
"Qinglong!"
Zhuo Lin quickly rushed up and threw a heavy punch towards the man's body. The man reacted in a timely manner, and quickly turned away and retreated to the side.
"How are you?" Zhuo Lin nervously looked at Dongfang Han, who was injured in her arm. She just shook her head. At this moment, a ghostly laughter sounded in front of her. If you don’t take your lives, then I will take what I want tonight."
Could it be—Dongfang Han saw that guy pull out the pistol in his pocket and face Zhang Zichu and the others, his pupils shrank when he fired a shot.
She turned around and rushed up quickly, picked up the sword in her hand and quickly cut off an iron plate beside her body, lifted it and threw it there accurately. There was a violent impact. When Zhang Zichu and the others recovered, they plunged into them. A bullet hole appeared on the iron plate in front of him.
After a few "suds", Dongfeng and Fan Chao above finally found the location of the target person and fired a bullet quickly, but the man escaped in time.
Seeing that there was no chance to start by himself, he took a cold look at Dongfang Han, his body quickly retreated into the darkness behind him, turned and left.
"What's going on, what's going on?" Yao Man looked left and right in a panic. Perhaps such a terrorist attack happened that she had never dreamed of.
And Zhang Zichu, standing behind her, raised her head and looked not far away. Standing in the wind, a girl with a black sword in her hand and wearing a blue dragon mask, the night breeze blowing, blowing her long black hair, a familiar The figure gradually appeared in his mind, he couldn't believe it, even hard to suppress the surging mood, and gently called out her name: "... Xiaohan, is that you?"
"... Xiaohan, is that you?" His faintly expectant voice followed the wind to the girl's ears, but it was still silent.
Dongfang Han raised his head and glanced at him. The black eyes under the mask were calm and waveless, but they were as cold as a sharp blade, which made Zhang Zichu's heart aching.
What's the matter, has she forgotten herself
"... Xiaohan!" Seeing that Dongfanghan was about to turn around and leave, Zhang Zichu hurried up. An ice-cold sword of "唰" was lifted by Dongfanghan to his heart without hesitation, and he was forced to step in her step. Stopped outside.
"Don't catch up again, we don't know." She finished coldly, without seeing his expression, turned and left with Zhuo Lin who came up.
And Zhang Zichu stood there blankly, beyond words.
He saw the look in his eyes at that moment, and he understood, she had already separated from him, and now they were just strangers.
"Are you okay, let's go to the hospital."
A worried voice came from the front, making him subconsciously raise his head and look forward, seeing the man wearing a black tiger mask walking beside the girl looking at her worriedly. The girl covered her bleeding arm with her hand, and it seemed that the injury was not light. Such a scene seemed to bring him back to the gunfight that took place on the beach at that time. At that time, she also scarred herself all over her body.
After witnessing the thrilling battle just now, he also instantly understood why Dongfang Han always told him that they are people from the two worlds, it is better not to have any intersection.
Because she is a magician, she is destined to be company with danger. It's not someone like him who can experience or get involved. This is the difference between her and his world.
From the look in her eyes and words just now, he understood that she was serious this time and was serious about breaking all contact with him.
The heart gradually sank. You can even hear the sound of something breaking...
It turned out that his fascination with her was so deep.
Even though he has many reasons to convince himself not to think about her, as long as he sees her, everything falls short.
His heart had already betrayed himself first.
…
After Lu Changsheng and the others came to clean up, Dongfang Han and the others quickly left the scene. They took Xia Rongrong, who had suffered a gunshot wound, to the hospital.
"Hold it up a bit. Your wound must be disinfected for temporary treatment before going to the hospital." Xu Wangying took the medicine box and went to the rear compartment and personally cleaned Dongfang Han's wound that could see the bones, because he was worried. That killer will poison the dagger, so just in case.
Seeing Dongfang Han enduring body pain and gradually turning pale, Zhuo Lin felt unspeakable self-blame and heartache, even very upset and regretful, why is the injured person not him, so she should not bear it like this Pained.
At this time, seeing Dongfang Han clenching his teeth because Xu Wangying accidentally pulled the wound, he immediately held her other slightly cool hand.
"If you feel pain, grab my hand hard."
Dongfang Han opened his eyes slightly, obviously surprised by Zhuo Lin's move. However, there was another pain in her arm, and she did not hesitate to quickly grasp the warm and thick callused hand to relieve the pressure and pain of the body.
Although the mission of the Ace class succeeded in protecting the target, it was also the most severely injured member.
The VIP ward of a private hospital has almost no vacancies these days, because their hospital has admitted a few special patients.
Dongfang Han, who was strongly requested to be hospitalized by Xu Wangying and the others, was standing in front of the window boredly with her right hand bandaged into a zongzi, looking at the scenery in the courtyard below.
"Why are you up!"
At this time, Zhuo Lin, who had returned from shopping, opened and walked in and saw that Dongfang Han had gotten out of bed.
"I'm fine—" Before she finished speaking, Zhuo Lin took her uninjured hand and let her lie back on the bed.
"If you have nothing to do, give me a good rest. If the wound becomes inflamed, the consequences will be disastrous!" Zhuolin said in a strong tone that she couldn't refuse.
Dongfang Han glanced at him, sighed helplessly, and sat back on the bed again.
Seeing this, after Zhuo Lin showed a satisfied look, he pulled a chair beside him and sat down, stretched out her hand and asked him to put the porridge he bought in his hand, "Don't move, your hand is inconvenient. I'll feed you ." He stopped her not to get up.
Dongfang Han was taken aback for a while, and looked at the guy in front of him strangely, "Zhuolin, you are not sick." Why did she be so good to her suddenly? Didn't she always let her eat by herself when she was hospitalized
"Eat or not?" Without paying attention to her words, Zhuo Lin directly picked up the spoon containing the porridge and raised it to his mouth, giving her no chance to refuse.
Can't hold back the other party's temper, Dongfang Han reluctantly opened her mouth and ate the porridge that the other party fed one bite at a time, but because she was not used to it, she was particularly uncomfortable eating this meal.
However, she didn't notice when she lowered her head to eat. Zhuo Lin had a faint smile in her eyes. If the girl in front of him saw that happy gaze, she would definitely think that he was going crazy.
However, this look didn't last long, and after Dongfang Han didn't plan to continue eating, Zhuo Lin returned to a cold expression on his face.
"Is the injury on my hand okay?" After Zhuo Lin put down the things in his hands, he looked up at her.
"Yeah." Dongfang Han shook the right hand that was gradually regaining his strength subconsciously, "I will be discharged after the stitches are removed. By the way, how about Xia Rongrong and the others?"
"I'm already awake, and I will be discharged from the hospital in a few days just like you."
When Zhuo Lin said this, Dongfang Han was secretly relieved. Fortunately, everyone was fine.
Zhuo Lin stared at her face for a moment, thinking of what Yi Changfeng had taught him before, which made his heart throbbing nervously.
"Small, small, small..." Damn! He called Xiaohan, but he couldn't say it anymore. Yi Changfeng said that if you want to improve their previous relationship, you can't yell in Dongfanghan and Dongfanghan. He said that it will make them farther and farther away from each other, at least he clearly knows that this is not what he wants. But... He always feels a little embarrassed to call out these two words!
"Zhuolin, what's wrong with you? Stomachache?" Dongfang Han looked at his tangled face strangely, and mistakenly thought that this guy had a stomachache, which made Zhuolin hear that he almost fell off the chair.
"Can you not have such a rich imagination!" Zhuo Lin sighed helplessly.
"Then what you were talking about, I didn't catch it." What happened to him today
"I..." Zhuo Lin's face was instantly stained with a deep red color, no matter what, let me go!
"Xiaohan—" "Boom!" The voice accompanying him sounded, when the door behind him was knocked.
I really don't know if the knock at the door came by coincidence or not.
"Zhuolin, what were you talking about just now?" Dongfang Han obviously didn't hear him calling his name.
"No... It's okay." He sighed lightly, forget it! Rather than making yourself feel uncomfortable this way, let it be. At least he agreed with what Yi Changfeng said, except that Dongfang Han was smarter and more capable, but he was really inferior to them in other things.
However, he cared too much about Dongfang Han's affairs, and instead gave him Yi Changfeng's words at the time intact and forgot.