Luosha turned around and switched places with Chen Fan.

Ishikawa's sharp blade went straight through Rakshasa's back.

"ah!"

Bang!

Luosha roared and forced Ishikawa back with a shot.

"Rakshasa, Chen Fan!"

Fortunately, the two had already left the thick fog. Chen Yuan and others quickly fired frantically to cover the two as they returned behind two big trees.

"Brother Fan!"

Looking at Chen Fan covered in blood, Chen Yuan and others were extremely anxious.

"I'm fine. What about the mask and the flare?" Chen Fan shook his head weakly.

"We performed emergency hemostasis, but we need to get him to the hospital as soon as possible, otherwise there will be danger. And Xiangjian's severed hand will become necrotic and cannot be reattached if it is left for too long."

Chen Yuan was bandaging Chen Fan as he spoke, while Hu Chen was also bandaging Luosha next to him.

After a simple bandage, Chen Fan propped himself up and sat up.

"What's the situation now?"

"We were surrounded by those bastards. There were too many of them." Chen Yuan shook his head solemnly.

Bang bang bang!

Da da da!

At this moment, a burst of fierce gunfire rang out and the Yamaguchi-gumi launched a charge.

In an instant, several people were shot, but fortunately they were not fatal.

On the other side, Chen Pan, who was preparing to take a detour to chase and intercept Du Feng and others, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and at this moment, a series of faint gunshots came from behind.

Chen Pan's expression changed: "Not good..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Pan had already run back, and the others hurriedly followed him.