The ghost soldier really couldn't do it anymore. His impact didn't even break even his bones; his punch did not even break even Han Hu's sternum. But even so, the internal injuries brought to them were heavy, especially Long Xiaoqi.

Long Xiaoqi's internal injuries have not healed and have been suppressed by drinking. When the ghost soldier hit him, his powerful force immediately exploded all the suppressed internal injuries.

"Vomit"

Long Xiaoqi was still vomiting blood in the spasm, and the blood that vomited now was no longer red, but showed a dark color and a strong fishy smell. Not only that, these dark bloods were mixed with blood clots that had accumulated in their bodies for unknown periods. His situation was even more precarious than that of the ghost soldiers.

Three people, two of them were on the verge of death, and the only better thing was Han Hu. But he was not much comfortable either. The ghost soldier's punch caused his heart to be violently shaken. This made his mouth feel cramped and his limbs were paralyzed.

"Cough cough cough cough cough sister, sister, brother-in-law" Han Hu tried hard to make a sound.

"Vomit"

Responding to him was the sound of vomiting blood. At this time, Long Xiaoqi's mouth was covered in black blood foam, and his chest kept undulating, looking extremely miserable. His right hand moved again, holding the wine pot while trembling, and then tremblingly sent it to his mouth, biting open the bottle cap with his teeth.

The white wine immediately poured down, sprinkled all over his face, mixed with black blood into Long Xiaoqi's mouth.

"Gudong"

With the pressure of vomiting blood, Long Xiaoqi swallowed a big mouthful of white wine. He knew that as long as his injury began to explode, a sip of white wine could achieve the suppression effect.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoqi's eyes were wide open, almost protruding. The blood on the eyeball was clearly visible, as if he had encountered some of the most fatal danger.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, forming a large black and red blood mist.

"Ao Ao"

Long Xiaoqi howled in pain, holding his chest and rolling back and forth on the ground, and the corners of his mouth kept flowing bright red and black blood. This sip of wine not only failed to suppress his injuries, but also made his internal injuries more powerful after years of injury.

Alcohol can no longer suppress the injury, but instead becomes a life-threatening poison.

"Brother-in-law and brother-in-law"

Han Hu endured the severe pain in his chest and crawled towards Long Xiaoqi with difficulty, reaching out to hold the other person's shoulder.

He saw that Long Xiaoqi's face was extremely terrifying. This horror was not just about color, but more about distorted deformation. Han Hu didn't know how much pain Long Xiaoqi was suffering, but he knew that the other party must be on the verge of collapse of his soul being torn to pieces.

"Little, small, little tiger" Long Xiaoqi stretched out his right hand and pinched Han Hu's shoulder tightly, trying to buzz his lips to make the sound of weak mosquitoes: "Let's go, while they are not coming yet, hurry up, hurry up, go here, this is the order, order, order."

No one knew better than Long Xiaoqi, what was going on in his situation. When he was hit hard by the ghost soldiers, he knew that he was finished.

Doctor Hou had previously told him about his injuries, and he also knew that if his injuries were not adjusted for four or five years, it would be impossible to recover.

But Long Xiaoqi couldn't stop at all. As a flag guard and as the boss of the new Battle Flag Company, he had no reason to stop. If he stopped, the Battle Flag Company might change.

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It's like a shrew. The things you decide will never change, even if you roll on the ground, patting your big body with the soles of your shoes, and your legs regardless of any gaze.

Long Xiaoqi was also making trouble, he was just a shrew's noise. If he didn't make trouble, the Zhanqi Company would not reorganize; if he didn't make trouble, the Zhanqi Company would not be able to continue as he thought.

It was precisely because of his shrew's behavior that the Battle Banner Company was reorganized, drove Lin Feihu away, and maintained the absolute purity of the Battle Banner Company. Now he knew that he could not make trouble and was injured and would definitely die here.

"I won't leave," Han Hu yelled with his eyes: "I want to go together, I want to die together"

"puff"

Long Xiaoqi opened his mouth and squirted out blood, all of which were sprayed on Han Hu's face. As the mouth of blood was spurted out, his spasm improved a lot, and he became a little stronger, and his voice became much louder.

"Get out and gather the troops." Long Xiaoqi yelled with his blood-red teeth: "The guys from Hattori Chishui will definitely chase them in. If you don't get out of your way, you'll get out and bring the troops in. Do you want me to die?"

Hearing this, Han Hu was stunned for a moment. He forgot that there were their troops outside. Not only were the entire battle flag company, but there were also guardians and mercenaries. The most important thing was that they also had armed helicopters, and they had to gather the troops in.

"I thought you were shameless and let me run for my life." Han Hu grinned.

"I scolded the person next door, get out and bring the troops in for me. How long do you think I can last?" Long Xiaoqi cursed at the head.

"Okay, brother-in-law, please stand up, I'll go out to assemble the troops now."

Han Hu slowly put Long Xiaoqi down, covered his chest, which was still painful, and ran outward. Assembled the troops and entered the base. This was the best way to save Long Xiaoqi.

"Hu" Long Xiaoqi let out a heavy breath and reached out to wipe off the blood from his mouth.

He reached out and touched his chest, closed his eyes and raised his head, and punched him down.

"Bang"

"puff"

Another mouthful of blood was spewed out, which was so black that it was bright and bright. As the mouth of black blood was spit out, he felt that the pain in his body had been relieved a lot, and even the spasms disappeared.

Rebate

Long Xiaoqi felt that's the case, because he felt this way more than once.

"Hahaha" Long Xiaoqi, who stood up, walked to the ghost soldier, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Do I have shot you, or should I let you die by yourself?"

The ghost soldier tilted his head and looked at Long Xiaoqi. His cold cheeks gradually changed, and a smile appeared.

Laugh, he smiled, although this smile was not a real smile at all, but the facial expression changed from indifference to softening. But this change can be called a smile, the Ghost Soldier's smile.

"If you are not dead yet, get up and close the iron gate with me." Long Xiaoqi took out a cigarette and said, "and held it in his mouth.

The ghost soldier understood what Long Xiaoqi said, and stood up tremblingly, holding the refrigerator toward the iron gate.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak"
Chapter completed!