Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Hearing the wind and knowing the autumn, this special skill cultivated in continuous fighting is the reason why Zhao Sanjin can survive in a hail of bullets.

This time, in the face of his former instructor, to tell the truth, Zhao Sanjin was not fully sure that he could survive.

blazing with anger!

Zhao Sankin hid next to the window and carefully observed the situation on the opposite balcony. In an instant, he found three best sniper positions, and then investigated them one by one.

The night was like ink, but fortunately God opened his eyes. Dark clouds crossed the night sky and revealed a waning moon. With the help of the faint moonlight, we could barely see the situation in the three dark corners.

You di, Zhao Sanjin's eyes flashed.

In the corner on the rightmost side of the balcony, a vague figure was shadowy and could not be seen clearly, while the dark muzzle was cold and moving slightly, constantly adjusting the best shooting direction.

It's really him!

Even if it was just a shadowy figure, Zhao Sanjin recognized it for the first time. The sniper lurking on the opposite balcony was Yi Jifeng.

Zhao Sanjin could even feel the strong murderous spirit on his face.

Zhao Sanjin's two eyebrows were about to be twisted into a thin rope, narrowed his eyes, and his sharp eyes moved slowly with the sinister muzzle. When the muzzle suddenly stopped, he was followed by a clatter in his heart.

"Shit!"

With a loud scold, Zhao Sanjin turned and rushed out of the bathroom.

Grandma is a bear. Yi Jifeng's sniper target is not Zhao Sanjin in the bathroom, but Liu Yingying in the living room!

With a loud bang, the bathroom door trembled and opened, followed by two screams.

Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo sat on the sofa in the living room. They didn't know what they were talking about. When they heard the huge sound of breaking the door, they all trembled and were scared silly.

"Asshole, you..."

"Get down!" Zhao Sanjin shouted when he opened his mouth before he could explain more.

Then he rushed across with an arrow step. When he was two meters away from Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo, he kicked fiercely on the soles of his feet and threw himself at him.

Seeing this, Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo's faces were black.

Zhao Sanjin found the existence of Yi Jifeng, but Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo knew nothing. Where would they think that Yi Jifeng had lurked on the balcony of the residential building opposite at this moment and aimed the black muzzle of the gun at Liu Yingying's temple?

So.

When Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo were shocked, they almost subconsciously thought that Zhao Sanjin was crazy. They rushed at them blatantly, obviously to take advantage of them.

Bang! Bang!

Not waiting for Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo to react, the two shots sounded almost at the same time, piercing the silent night sky.

Zhao Sankin was surprised. Shit, is there more than Yi Jifeng's sniper hiding on the opposite balcony?

The gunfire broke out.

A bullet smashed the glass above the window and shot - into the living room.

Until this time, Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo suddenly realized that the danger was approaching, but they were all girls. Where had they touched the gun? As soon as he calmed down, he was stunned by the sudden gunshot. They all stayed on the sofa and had no time to respond. They didn't know what kind of response they should make in the face of such a situation.

Fortunately, Zhao Sanjin's action was fast enough. He made a beautiful swoop. When he was in mid air, he leaned out his hands, grabbed and pulled them, clasped Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo's shoulders respectively, and then made a slight effort. The three people fell down on the sofa together.

After this series of actions, the three people have avoided Yi Jifeng's shooting range.

According to Zhao Sanjing's previous experience, the sniper has only one chance to shoot at the target. If he doesn't hit the target, he will evacuate immediately, because as long as the gunshot rings, he will immediately expose his position and put himself in an extremely dangerous situation.

But who is another sniper lurking in the dark?

The dead silence lasted for about ten seconds. Zhao Sanjin, Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo could clearly hear each other's heartbeat.

"Shh, calm down."

To be cautious, Zhao Sanjin motioned Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo not to move, and insisted for more than ten seconds. After confirming that the danger was basically eliminated, he was secretly relieved, raised his head and asked in a low voice, "President Liu, how are you, Momo, are you all right?"

"You bastard, get off me!" Ye Zhimo held her face red, gasped and breathed. She reached out to Zhao Sanjin's chest and pushed Zhao Sanjin aside like lifting a quilt.

Zhao Sankin flopped down on the floor next to the sofa and snorted again. Strangely, he didn't stand up immediately, but lay there quietly and motionless.

Liu Yingying took a long time to relax. She turned over and lay on her back on the sofa. She was also blushing with shame. She was pressed so tender - panting - panting - panting, but her first reaction was to look at Zhao Sanjin.

"You... Are you all right?" Liu Yingying shouted when she saw Zhao Sanjin lying motionless on the cold floor and her face was a little ugly. She frowned.

However, Zhao Sanjing did not respond.

Liu Yingying secretly screamed that it was not good. He was about to sit up. He just heard Ye Zhimo humming angrily: "you villain, don't get cheap and good here. You can pretend to be sick once. Have you always had meaning?"

This time, Zhao Sanjin's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still couldn't open his eyes.

"Bad guy! You get up..." Ye Zhimo jumped off the sofa, bent down and grabbed Zhao Sanjin's arm. I don't know where the strength came from, but forcibly dragged him onto the sofa.

Zhao sank like water, as if he had fainted.

"You... What's the matter with you?" Liu Yingying realized that something was wrong and was stunned there. When she reached out and grabbed Zhao Sanjin's arm and wanted to take a hand, Yu Guang in the corner of her eye saw that there was a large amount of blood in the washbasin on the floor where Zhao Sanjin had just been lying.

"Ah!"

Liu Yingying's hand shook, covered his mouth and screamed.

Ye Zhimo looked down at Liu Yingying's eyes and saw the dazzling blood on the beach and the blood marks left on the floor when she dragged Zhao Sanjin just now. Her whole face was green, her eyes widened and she took a breath.

Zhao Sankin was shot!

Liu YingYing and ye Zhimo looked at each other. They both saw the color of panic that was hard to hide from each other's eyes. They immediately understood. No wonder they only heard the gunshot just now, but they were unharmed. It turned out that it was not because the sniper's shooting was too bad, but Zhao Sankin rushed desperately and blocked the speeding bullets with his body.

After all, ye Zhimo is a doctor. She is used to seeing such scenes. She is more calm than Liu Yingying. She is a little stunned. She quickly helps Zhao Sanjin turn over and let him lie flat on the sofa.

Sure enough, at the position of Zhao Sanjin's right shoulder blade, a bloody muzzle is as big as a coin. The skin around the muzzle is turned over and flecked with blood stains. Just one look, people can't help being shocked.

Oh, my God!

"He... He's trying to save me... Shouldn't he die?" Ye Zhimo subconsciously thought.

Reach out and explore Zhao Sanjin's breath. Ye Zhimo was relieved and hurriedly said: "Yingying, I'll help him stop bleeding first. You call 110 and 120 immediately!"

"Good!"

Liu Yingying took out her mobile phone and dialed 110 first, but the phone was not connected. Suddenly, Zhao Sanjin's voice sounded behind her: "wait a minute."

Click!

Liu Yingying was startled. Her hand trembled. The mobile phone immediately took off and fell on the floor under her feet. The back cover and the battery inside flew out.

"Oh, my God!"

Zhao Sanjin opened his mouth to stop Liu Yingying. At the same time, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at Ye Zhimo, who was busy hemostatic for him. He was stunned, so Teng stood up and jumped off the sofa.

"You, you..." Liu Yingying couldn't even pick up the broken mobile phone. She looked at Zhao Sanjin in surprise. Her surprised eyes were like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Ye Zhimo tightened her eyebrows and didn't dare to set the channel: "you... You actually..."