Chapter 390: Don't say it's moving, it hurts to breathe
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Li Zhenting let out a long sigh and said, "Actually, before he went on this mission, I had already raised the issue of job transfer with him, but he said that he had to think about it. This mission was not assigned from above...... He applied on his own initiative. ”
Hearing this, Fu Lao was dumbfounded.
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Thailand.
In the abandoned warehouse, the only small window ushered in the first rays of morning light.
Yu Yan fell asleep, but Li Shenxing remained vigilant.
His wrist had already been blurred by the rope, not to mention moving, even if he breathed, it hurt raw.
The rope had been worn by him, and it looked like it was about to break.
His lips were grayish-white, and there was no blood on his face except for beads of sweat.
Outside, the crisp sound of the iron door startled Yu Yan from her dream.
Yu Yan opened her eyes, her face pale.
Both men looked up at the door at the same time.
Soon, the light suddenly brightened.
The door was pulled open from the outside, and a black man appeared in front of him.
The black man had a gun in his hand, a brown and yellow camouflage on his body, and a pair of hard scalp boots on his feet.
After gesturing outside, the black man walked up to Yu Yan and cursed in English.
Yu Yan glared at him, scolded back, and raised her head to meet the black man's eyes.
Soon, she was dragged out by a black man with a chair.
Li Shenxing wanted to step forward, but the black man held a gun to his temple.
After the black man signaled to be cautious not to act rashly, he dragged Yu Yan and disappeared at the door.
At the same time as the big iron door closed, the rope on Li Shenxing's wrist was torn off by him.
The rope had already been glued to his flesh.
But he couldn't care about the pain in his wrist, and lowered his head and pulled the rope down.
He tore open his trousers with his hand, and the right leg was hit by the bullet, and the edges of the wound were gradually blackening.
He stared at the wound and breathed deeply.
Soon, he looked down and pulled out the cigarette case in his coat pocket.
The weight of the cigarette case was different from usual, and he opened the lid of the case, revealing a small folding saber hidden in addition to three or two cigarettes and a lighter.
This saber had been prepared for him by Li Xuan.
He took out the saber and burned it with the blade of the saber with a lighter.
Then, after the blade returned to normal temperature, he did not hesitate to cut down at the bullet on his thigh.
If this bullet is not removed, I am afraid that it will not last long, and he will die.
The moment the blade entered the flesh, Li Shenxing almost fainted.
He was in a cold sweat, but he still had to control his hands not to shake easily.
But it's too hard.
There was a scream from outside.
Li Shenxing's gesture of holding the knife also trembled.
He gritted his teeth, and time was running out for him.
Li Shenxing's eyes were black over and over again, and sweat had flowed down his forehead into his eyes, forcing him to close his eyes frequently.
Two of his fingers were already in the bloody wound.
Endure the pain of fainting, and pick hard. The bullet was pulled out by him.
The bullet was dropped to the ground by his bloody hand with a crisp sound.
Li Shenxing tilted his head, let out a long breath, and tore off the hem of his shirt.
He wrapped the torn strips of cloth around his thighs and tied them in a dead knot.
After that, he held on to the sandbag behind him and slowly stood up.
He moved his injured leg little by little, and in the warehouse, he found a slender iron rod.
Outside, Yu Yan's screams were endless.
He walked to the door step by step and pushed hard.
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