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Lin Lang sat paralyzed on the ground, both his shoulder and thigh were shot wounds, if not for the fact that he was bleeding profusely while hiding and attacking his opponent, he would not be so weak.

He could not help but let out a light sigh. He knew that this Little Ha Ba had a grudge against him from the bottom of his heart. However, he did not expect her to be at a point where she would not save him.

However, he still had to thank her. If she hadn't stomped on his wound to wake him up, he might have continued sleeping until the end of the day.

He pushed himself up with his good hand, but just as he was about to lift himself up, his hand lost all strength. He fell to the ground so hard that it hurt.

He took a deep breath and was about to try again when he heard a familiar voice.

"Let me help you."

Lin Lang raised his eyes and saw An Hao, who was standing not too far away from him.

An Hao was a little upset from the look, he stepped forward and bent down to support his arm, and said angrily: "What are you looking at? I'm only helping you because you fixed my grandmother's fuse. "

He didn't say anything. Was there really a need to get angry from embarrassment?

Lin Lang helplessly smiled and used her strength to stand up.

Borrowing the moonlight, An Hao could see the large amount of blood on his white shirt. There was also a pool of blood on the ground, which looked especially bloody.

An Hao's expression immediately changed, and he asked with wide eyes: "What exactly did you do? Why is there so much blood? "

Lin Lang patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it's fine."

An Hao straightened his back, and supported him as he walked forward, and spoke stubbornly: "Which eye of yours saw that I was scared? It's not me who's bleeding. "

Lin Lang chuckled, "Your body is trembling."

The hand on his waist was also tightly grabbing onto his shirt. This was a sign of nervousness and fear.

With his thoughts exposed, An Hao was a little embarrassed: "Can't I be cold? I think your injury is still too light, you talk so much. "

It was already late at night. This street was not the main street. There were hardware stores and two yuan shops all around. The shop was closed early.

Other than them, there were no other people on the street. There were only a few cars, and occasionally, they would pass by one of them as fast as lightning, not giving her the chance to stop.

An Hao supported Lin Lang and felt Lin Lang's head against her shoulder. It was heavy, and it made her inexplicably nervous.

"Did you bring your cell phone?" She couldn't help but ask, "Should I call 120?"

She was afraid that he would just fall asleep and die in her arms.

"No need." Lin Lang's breathing was especially heavy, and her voice was especially soft. "Walk through this alleyway, and we'll soon reach the Li Fu Garden. Take me there."

An Hao was slightly unwilling: "Since you're acting like this, you should be going to the hospital."

"Don't worry, I don't have a girlfriend at all …" You don't have to feel sorry for her. " Lin Lang leaned onto her and explained weakly: "That is my brother's house, the photo you saw was of my sister-in-law."

"Who said that?" An Hao was a little annoyed: "I just think that you should go to the hospital for your injuries."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. An Hao curled his lips: "Forget it, I won't explain anything to you. Whatever you want to do, it's fine."

"En, be good."

"Be good, you f * cker." If not for the heavy weight on him, An Hao would have jumped. "Just don't let yourself sleep, I'm afraid that you will die on me, when that time comes the police will not even know how to explain themselves."