Murong Hanwei quickly rushed to the scene of the incident. Luo Lei took advantage of this time to call Li Qihan and reassured her that she would go to class in peace and that he would go back soon.
The bleeding from the wound had stopped long ago, and the bullet penetrated through it. Fortunately, no bones were injured. He pulled out a formed blood ginseng from the spiritual soil vessel, ate it into his stomach three times, and looked for opportunities to circulate his true energy.
Repair the surrounding meridians and you should be healed quickly.
"What's going on?" Murong Hanwei asked eagerly after coming up.
"I don't know either. As soon as Qihan and I came out of the restaurant, someone shot at us!" Luo Lei shrugged and said, "At first, I thought the gunman was going to do something bad to Qihan, so he made the wrong move.
Judgment, I got shot, but later I found out that it was meant for me!"
"Let me see your injury!" Murong Hanwei couldn't help but roll up his sleeves. When she saw the bloody hole left by the bullet, her face was full of distress, and she asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
"Haha, the pain has stopped a long time ago!" Luo Lei said with a smile: "Sister Hanwei, you don't know that our physique is very good, and with our status as cultivators, this small injury is nothing!"
Murong Hanwei's pretty face turned red, remembering the charming scene in the small hotel last time.
From the bullet casings left at the scene, she quickly determined that the opponent was using an M-made M25 sniper rifle with a magazine capacity of twenty rounds. It had a continuous fire function and could use up all the bullets in a very short time.
"They should be professional killers invited from abroad!" Murong Hanwei concluded: "Such equipment cannot be found in China. M25, M9, and Uzi submachine guns are the favorites of killers in Southeast Asia. I judge that this killer
Just from Southeast Asia.”
Luo Lei smacked his lips and asked, "How much does it usually cost to hire a killer like this?"
"It costs at least one hundred thousand US dollars!" Murong Hanwei said: "But from the sniper rifle this guy uses, it is easy to see that the price of this product must not be cheap! I estimate that your life is worth about one million RMB!"
"Hehe, it's not bad. My head is quite valuable!" Luo Lei said with a smile.
"How long have you been, and you still have the heart to joke!" Murong Hanwei kept holding his injured arm and asked: "Didn't you provoke someone again? It has reached the point of hiring a killer."
Luo Lei thought that during this period, he had developed grudges with many people, including the Dragon Gang, Ghost Ninja, Ma Family, etc., and they might all be the masterminds behind the scenes.
"The ghost ninja can be eliminated!" Murong Hanwei analyzed: "They are a group of guys who are extremely proud of themselves. They will never do anything like hiring a killer. It will make them feel very embarrassed. Besides, Xiao Linzhi
The man has just been arrested, and it is impossible for the ghost ninja headquarters in the island country to respond so quickly."
At this time, the police arrived, and they came with a bunch of new faces that Luo Lei didn't recognize.
A policeman walked up to them arrogantly, pointed his nostrils at the two of them, and asked, "Who is the person involved?"
"Me!" Luo Lei responded.
"You?" The policeman looked disdainful. When he saw Murong Hanwei's shockingly pretty face, he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and then asked Luo Lei, "Why would someone want to kill you?
Who is he?"
"Officer, I think you are asking a very low-level question!" Luo Lei said in a bad tone: "Since it is a gangster shooting, how can I know who he is?"
"Answer the question honestly!" the policeman shouted.
Murong Hanwei stared at him and said in a cold tone: "You are quite angry even though your position is not high. Please replace me. We don't like police officers like you!"
"Hey, who are you?" the policeman asked in a frivolous tone. Murong Hanwei was wearing casual clothes today.
If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a police uniform, Murong Hanwei would have kicked him to the ground, took out his ID from his pocket and threw it away.
"Ministry of National Security... Secret Service... Lieutenant Colonel Murong of the Ninth Division..." The policeman became more and more frightened as he read. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the beautiful woman in front of him.
Murong Hanwei lifted up the corner of her clothes, revealing the gun holster on her waist. It was the legendary Desert Eagle pistol, a powerful weapon. Looking at the policeman's old-fashioned May 4th gun, it was like heaven and earth.
"It turns out it's Lieutenant Colonel Murong. There was a misunderstanding!" The policeman quickly handed over the certificate respectfully with both hands, and his attitude made a 180-degree turn. He nodded and bowed and said, "I don't know how offended you are here.
, how offended!”
Luo Lei glanced at his face with disdain and said, "Call Xiong Xijian and tell him that Luo Lei told him to send people across the city to hunt him down. He is a professional killer and a foreigner!"
"Okay, okay, it turns out that you two are friends of Director Xiong, and you are easy to talk to!" The policeman's face turned into a flower with a smile.
The two of them did not give him a good look, but chose to go downstairs directly. It is estimated that these idiots will not be able to find any valuable clues. At most, they are qualified for a rough job like a search that only requires physical strength and not brains.
In the school infirmary, Murong Hanwei had just picked up alcohol cotton and was about to disinfect Luo Lei's wound. Tian Xi, Li Qihan and Wu Wen rushed in at the same time. The news that the gunman opened fire at the restaurant door had spread throughout the campus.
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"I'm fine, really!" Luo Lei raised his injured arm with a smile and said, "You can move freely. Sister Hanwei asked me to come over, but it doesn't have to be so troublesome!"
The trouble was still to come. The students were so frightened that they had no choice but to call Xiong Xijian and bring a group of policemen to "refute the rumors", saying that the shooter was a psycho and that the gun was an old gun picked up from the garbage dump.
The shotgun has now been captured and sent to the Abnormal Human Research Center.
Listening to Xiong Xijian's impassioned "speech" on the radio, Luo Lei couldn't help but think to himself, this must not be the first time this guy has done such a thing. He tells lies all the time. If I hadn't experienced it personally, I would probably
I will believe it without any doubt.
In view of the fact that our good student Luo Lei was injured, Tian Xi, the head teacher, immediately decided to give him three days off to go back and recuperate. Of course, this was also to allow him to temporarily leave this dangerous environment. The school was really unsafe.
Luo Lei also had this intention. It was a lie to go home to rest. He needed time to find out the identity of the shooter and the mastermind behind it.
The Hummer military vehicle parked at the door of the villa. Murong Hanwei, Shen Anna, Tian Xi, Li Qihan and Wu Wen got out of the vehicle one after another. Luo Lei was the last one to get off. He smiled bitterly and said to the girls: "I am the only one who got off.
Just rest at home, you don’t need to accompany me, just go and be busy!"
Murong Hanwei shook his head and said: "I'm not busy at all, and all my subordinates are very relaxed. I'd better stay at home with you!"
Ana Shen said: "The children are very well-behaved these days, and I am not busy. Staying with you at home can be considered a small vacation for myself!"
Tian Xi was afraid of falling behind others, so she said: "I won't be busy anymore! Besides, Xiaolei, you and I have important activities to do, and I don't want to give up halfway!"
Li Qihan’s reason was: “I have already finished reviewing my homework. Thanks to Tsinghua University, Beihua will be a piece of cake!”
Although Wu Wen was the last to speak, it made all the four women in front feel ashamed. Her original words were: "I will stay here to cook for you. The injured need to take good nutrition."
Just like that, they all followed Luo Lei into the house grandly. The villa was very lively.
With the cooperation of Murong Hanwei and Shen Anna, they carefully sealed Luo Lei's wound with waterproof medical tape, because the guy said he wanted to take a bath and the wound could not be exposed to water.
After taking a shower, I went back to my room to practice my Qi. The girls were down there talking about topics they were interested in.
After closing the door, Luo Lei sat on the bed. Before he could speak, the old guy said: "Boy, you can do it! Now you have a better premonition of danger than me. This is because of poor judgment. A meridian on the arm The damage is serious, start repairing it quickly!”
"Yes!" Luo Lei nodded, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and entered the realm of emptiness, guiding the true energy gathered in the Dantian to start its weekly movement.
When the air flow reached his left arm, the speed slowed down significantly. Not only did the damaged meridians deviate from their original positions, but they were also severely blocked. He had to temporarily stop the air flow and let it pass through bit by bit.
As more and more air flows through, the meridians gradually return to their original state. By the time the sixth great week passes, they have recovered to a full extent, and the wounds have healed quickly.
After completing the nine-week cycle, he felt indescribably comfortable all over his body. When he was about to open his eyes, the old guy said: "Boy, don't get up in a hurry. I think your meridians' endurance seems to have increased!"
"Really? Then let's do another cycle of heaven and earth!" Luo Lei immediately became interested and let the zhenqi that had just returned to his dantian circulate in it and come out again.
The tenth time still went well. He was still not satisfied and immediately started the eleventh time.
The girls downstairs have already started cooking. Wu Wen and Li Qihan are in charge of a wok respectively, Tian Xi and Murong Hanwei are helping, and Shen Anna is in charge of setting out the dishes and drinks.
At the end of the eleventh cycle, he clearly felt some swelling and pain in his meridians. He had to grit his teeth and persevere until the last moment.
"Congratulations, kid, you are now a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building!" the old guy said the moment he stopped.
"Really, that's great!" Luo Lei let out a long breath. He felt really uncomfortable at the end.
Could it be that it was the legendary situation where no one can stand without breaking? Recalling that this was the case last time, he asked what he was thinking.
The old guy held it in for a long time, and then he said: "It's true, how come you are so lucky? Every time you seem to be suffering a loss, you are actually taking advantage. I despise you!"
"I'll give you a kidney!" Luo Lei said angrily: "Is this considered good luck? If I had to be injured every time I made progress, I would rather not practice! I have to be injured three times at each stage. I guess I can survive. That day won’t come yet!”