Thinking of this, Fu Anan tried to raise his head like a seal.
The front door of this old, small rental building was damaged. The windows and doors were all broken, there were a lot of bloodstains on the walls and corridors, and a thin layer of dust accumulated on the door.
There seemed to be no one inside, and there was a slogan for epidemic prevention and infection prevention posted on the door.
In this gloomy weather, the rental house seemed to be shrouded in a dark and dilapidated atmosphere.
"It doesn't hurt anymore?"
Before she had time to feel nostalgic, Fu Yizhi's voice suddenly interrupted her. Fu Anan immediately lay down and hummed, and after lying there for a long time, she actually fell asleep again.
After driving for another twenty minutes, a small two-story villa appeared in front of us.
However, the lock on the door of the villa had been unscrewed and propped up with something from the inside, making it impossible to get in.
This place was broken into not long ago. There was someone standing at the window looking out, but he didn't come down.
Is it so easy to occupy Fu Yizi’s house
He glanced at Fu Anan beside him, then got out of the car, locked it, and climbed over the wall to get in.
Half an hour later, the group of people who occupied someone else's house were completely subdued and had to clean the house again before leaving.
After driving these people away, Fu Yizhi carried Fu Anan in.
Just now in the car, she was only given simple bleeding control and the bullet in her shoulder was not removed.
Scalpel, tweezers, alcohol lamp, suture needle and thread.
Everything is ready.
When Fu Anan woke up, she just saw Fu Yizhi holding a knife and standing beside her with a calm expression.
A little scary.
"Brother Fu, wait a minute."
Fu Anan covered his wound and stepped back, "I want to try my spatial ability."
After all, if it can be contained, it all belongs to her.
Two minutes later.
After holding it in for a long time, Fu Anan successfully put the bullet into his body and then took it out from the space.
"Brother Fu, I won't be afraid of being shot anymore!"
Fu Yizhi was stunned at first, then sneered, "If the bullet hit your head or heart, do you have a chance to take it out? Or if the bullet was coated with poison, do you think everything will be fine just by taking it out?"
The most frightening words were said in a light voice, and Fu Anan immediately fell silent.
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The other side
Zhao Jieyu, who was shot in the leg, had veins bulging on the back of her hand.
She was enduring severe pain and also used her special abilities to try to remove the bullet from her leg.
Compared to the two minutes that Fu Anan took to instantly load the bullet into space, Zhao Jieyu needed to use her ability to control metal elements to shrink and deform the bullet and control it to fall out of the wound automatically.
In this process, no matter how small it looks, if it slips through the wound, it will become a second injury.
"ah!"
With a cry of pain, Zhao Jieyu took out the deformed bullet.
The team members next to her prepared medicine early in the morning and disinfected and applied medicine to her after the bullet was removed.
Zhao Jieyu let the people around her bandage her wounds, "How is Sun Yue?"
"Sister Yue... She was hit on the forehead and has passed away."
The team member next to her said carefully, glancing at her nervously.
Zhao Jieyu didn't react much, she just took a deep puff of cigarette, then opened her eyes, "Go get some blood from someone infected with the plague, and soak all the bullets in it overnight.
Also, go and invite Xi Yi over."
Just as she finished speaking, Xi Yi came in from outside.
(End of this chapter)