Before he finished speaking, Mo Nanjue suddenly narrowed his eyes. He placed his index finger on his lips and slapped gently. He endured the severe pain, took Tong Ran's hand and rushed straight towards the weeds not far away!

Someone walked towards this side!

The most important thing for them now is to hide it first!

The other party is making it clear and they are in the dark, so it will definitely not work.

She ran towards the weeds, and the gunshots kept hitting at her feet. Tong Ran was tightly pulled by the man and did not dare to stop running with the man's route for a moment. She closed her eyes in fear, and the gunshots continued in her ears.

Their current situation is...it's like making a movie.

It's still the kind of high-definition passionate version of Hollywood action gunfighting blockbuster.

“It’s safer here.”

After running to a towering tree, surrounded by extremely high shrubs, completely covering their figures. Mo Nanjue stopped. He kicked away the branches beside the tree and looked up. It was already dark.

"How is your injury?" Tong Ran helped him sit down. When she saw that the blood oozing out of the wound on the man's back had completely soaked the bandaged cloth, and she didn't dare to pull it. "The bleeding is too much... I can't stop it."

what to do?

The yacht was destroyed, the way back was blocked, and people were attacked from all sides. Mo Nanjue was bombed again...

They have nothing now, what should they do?

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." The man didn't care at all, and didn't know whether it was to comfort her or something else. He just pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, "I don't realize it anymore."

...I don't even realize it, but I still say it's okay?!

It’s already this time, what is this man still holding on?!

When the bullet hits the flesh, the heart-wrenching pain is terrible just thinking about it.

"I'll go get some branches to light the fire and look at your wounds." As he said that, Tong Ran was about to get up.

"Not yet," Mo Nanjue grabbed her hand, his voice gasping. Tong Ran could feel his trembling arm, "If you light the fire, wouldn't you just lead them over to kill us?"

...

She actually forgot about such a serious consequence!

Tong Ran frowned and patted her forehead in annoyance. Just as she was about to sit back, the man stood up with the trunk of the tree, "I'll lead them away, you're waiting for me here."

He went?

He was shot and his wound was bleeding. Isn't this seeking death?

Tong Ran stood up and grabbed the man's arm, "I'll go, you're injured and sit and rest."

Mo Nanjue's entire white shirt was stained red by spreading blood. When Tong Yan pulled it, his body shook. The man raised his eyebrows meaningfully, and his thin lips became paler. "Go...if you are caught by them, it will be dark... Who am I going to have to make love with me tonight?"

"..." Could he not think about that thing?!

Is life important or love important?!

Tong Ran gave him a blank look, and didn't know where the strength came from. He pulled the man back and pulled him back, and actually pulled him to the edge of the tree, pressing his right shoulder to force him to sit down, "I'll be back soon."
Chapter completed!