Gong Mo Yi quickly put the bullet into the tray, and then give Beiming and Mo hemostasis: "you insist on it, the bullet has been taken out, bandage and take good care of it, you close your eyes and have a rest."

Because it is in the car, the car is still bumping, so Gong Mo Yi can't sew the wound between Beiming and mo.

She just quickly helped him stop bleeding, and then took out anti-inflammatory powder and sprinkled it on him. Then she began to wipe the wounds around Beiming and Mo with alcohol.

In front of him, as he was more and more far away from the encirclement of the other side, the pressure of Xi Yancheng and Beiming Shen was much less. With the last few shots, the movement of the other side had gone.

Beiming Shen had time to look back. He was worried: "how do you feel with ink?"

"It's OK." Beiming and Mo said: "Xiao Yi has helped me take out the bullet."

When he spoke, his eyes fell on Gong Mo Yi.

She is still helping him to remove the blood scab around the wound, her eyes are half closed, and her expression is serious and focused.

In the dark light, her lines are soft and deep.

He felt his heart beat faster and his shoulder hurt, but he was numb gradually. Only the feeling of blood surging in the blood vessels was clear and profound.

She was very close to him, and he was filled with a thought. He even hoped that Xi Yancheng would speed up suddenly, so that Gong Moyi, who was standing in front of him, would fall in his arms because of inertia.

But it was clear that they had made it clear that he had such a bad mind. In addition, Xi Yancheng was in front of him, so Beiming and Mo just suppressed their thoughts, then took a deep breath and closed their eyes.

In front of him, Beiming was also a little relieved: "that's good --"

however, before he finished his words, he suddenly heard the sound of bullets loaded in the car.

Everyone was surprised.

See Gong Mo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes pure, face no expression, just took a gun at the temple of Gong Mo Yi.

Gong Mo Yi also held tweezers and alcohol cotton ball stained with blood in his hand. He felt the cold object suddenly pushed against his temple, and suddenly felt cold all over.

Instead of moving, she said in a gentle voice, "Chris?"

Gong Mo's suspiciously narrowed his eyes: "do you know my name?"

Gong Mo Yi slowed down the voice: "did you forget me?"

After that, she turned her head and tried not to stimulate him in a relaxed way: "look, do you know me, too?"

Gong Mo's eyes were fixed, and then he said, "I have seen you."

Even so, he didn't put down the pistol.

At the moment, Xi Yancheng has opened to the safe area, and Beiming, Mo and Beiming Shen also quietly put their hands on the pistol.

The atmosphere in the car becomes a little stagnant, and Gong Mo Yi is to continue to talk with Gong Mo Zhu: "so you take your hand down, OK? We've met. You helped me last time, and you look like my brother. I feel close to you when I look at you

Gong Mo is still, fingers slowly pull the trigger.

Beiming and Mo are beside them. Although shoulder pain is unbearable, seeing this scene, he still holds the pistol tightly with his good hand and is about to lift it.

However, the hand was just about to move when it was suddenly held by a soft hand.

Beiming and Mo a Leng, then see Gong Mo Yi Chong he looked over, expression with serious.

She didn't want him to do it.

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