Chapter 619 Good luck

   At this time, only the two of them were left.

  Zhang Wei fell to the ground, his arms and thighs were soaked with bright red blood, and his face was a mess of sweat and mud.

   Internal strength has been exhausted, and Zhang Wei, who is physically exhausted, has no chance to fight back.

   It seems that he can only perish with this little brat.

  The Mo guards, even in the face of death, never compromise.

   Even if you die, you have to pull a pad on your back.

   He must not let this person go, or Tingting will be in danger.

   With this thought in mind, Zhang Wei used the last bit of strength to condense the remaining inner strength in Wu Yuan, gritted his teeth, and prepared to explode Wu Yuan himself and die with the people in front of him.

   However, just as he blew himself up, suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

bump!

   The person in front of Zhang Wei just fell down towards him, his body twitched twice, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and he quickly swallowed.

   And there was a blood hole on the back of his head.

  Zhang Wei was surprised for a moment, then looked not far ahead, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

   I saw a petite man, holding a gun in both hands, with a panic-stricken look on his face, which made people unable to help but feel distressed.

   "Tingting?"

   Zhang Wei never thought that it was Tingting who rescued him in the end.

With a call   , Tingting finally recovered from the fear of 'I actually killed someone', her eyes focused, and the moment she saw Zhang Wei, she didn't care about anything, dropped the gun and ran over.

   "Brother Zhang..."

   Tingting, who wanted to throw herself into Zhang Wei's arms, finally couldn't stop the tears in her eyes when she saw his bright red body and flowed out.

   "Brother Zhang, how are you? Where are you hurt? How can I help you?"

  Tingting's crying voice was trembling, she was terrified, if Big Brother Zhang really died, what should she do?

   Zhang Wei was in pain and had little strength, and his face was completely removed from the blood, but because he was afraid that Tingting was worried, he sat up with the pain and rubbed her head with his uninjured hands.

   "I'm fine, Tingting is good, you go and call Aunt Li next door and ask her to find someone to help me."

  Tingting nodded again and again, wiped her tears, and before she left, she did not forget to instruct, "I'll be back soon, Brother Zhang, please don't move."

   In the end, Zhang Wei was carried back by Aunt Li and several other neighbors. Because there was no doctor in the city, he had to invite one from outside.

"I need to help him take out the bullet now, otherwise his leg will be useless after a long time, you go out first." The doctor invited was a middle-aged man, wearing glasses, a gentle, pedantic appearance.

  Tingting was worried, "I'll stay, I won't talk, and I won't disturb you, will it work?"

"no."

  The old pedantic doctor kicked Tingting, Aunt Li and others out, and then went back to the bedside, took out daggers and disinfectant alcohol and the like, ready to start taking bullets.

   At the same time, his mouth was not idle.

   "You're lucky, the bullet hits the bottom of your thigh. If it deviates a little further in the middle, I'm afraid you won't want a son in your life."

   The old pedantic doctor's tone was full of ridicule, and there was a hint of familiarity in it.

  Zhang Wei gave him a sullen look, and then hissed abruptly, his facial features all twisted together.

   "If you use a little more force, I really don't want a son in my life, won't you give me anesthesia first?"

   (end of this chapter)

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