Even when she's killing someone, it's like she's playing a game.

She didn't go through any psychological struggle; it was as if she was born to fit perfectly into this environment.

How many of us died?

Hua Mi, holding a gun, asked Wu Shigao expressionlessly.

Just as Wu Shigao was about to speak, Chi Chuan on the ground grunted and slowly got up.

He touched the several bullet holes in his abdomen; there were bullet holes, but no blood.

"I......"

Chi Chuan was shocked; the bullet hole that had been covered with hemostatic gel was now filled with transparent gel.

But he didn't apply styptic gel to the other gunshot wounds, so why aren't they bleeding anymore?

Has his body's blood clotting mechanism become so good?

Not only Chi Chuan, but also his seventh aunt's husband, eighth aunt's husband, and tenth uncle were the same.

The wisest thing Wu Shigao did was to apply hemostatic gel to the people he rescued immediately afterward.

Hua Mi looked at them one by one, and found that most of them were still alive.

The reason I say "basically" is because these people are not far from death; as long as no one removes the bullets from their bodies, they will soon stop breathing.

Fortunately, Tang You arrived shortly afterward. He ordered his men to send Chi Chuan, his eighth aunt's husband, and the others back to City B.

On the other hand, he ordered his men to carefully examine the five people on the ground who had been riddled with bullets.

The garrison's final conclusion was that there were definitely more than five people involved in the robbery.

I had written a very emotional letter to you, expressing my desire to participate in that event.

But the backend administrator didn't approve my application.

(End of this chapter)