Under Gao Feng's relentless firing, four or five people were soon hit by arrows.
The remaining people were too frightened to go forward.
"Step back, let me handle this!" A ruthless glint flashed in Scarface's eyes. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and fired at the figure in the watchtower.
"Watch out!" Sister Li tackled Gao Feng to the ground.
The bullet grazed Gao Feng's arm and struck the wall.
"Gao Feng, are you hurt? Are you alright?" Sister Li anxiously pulled Gao Feng up.
Time and blood instantly stained Gao Feng's sleeves red. He covered his arm, his face pale.
Although the bullet only grazed Gao Feng's arm, the power of the pistol was simply too great. If Sister Li hadn't pulled him away in time, he would probably be dead on the spot.
"Dad! You're hurt!" Xiaomin rushed to Gaofeng's side anxiously, tears streaming down her face.
Gao Feng was surprised that these people had guns. He struggled to his feet, wanting to continue fighting.
But just as he got close to the window, a second bullet came right after him.
"Bang!"
"Bang! Crash!"
The glass on the watchtower was repeatedly pierced by bullets.
"Ali, what should we do now?" Gao Feng hugged Xiao Min and huddled in the corner.
A bitter look flashed across Sister Li's eyes. In this situation, all she could do was hope that Mr. Xiao and the others would arrive soon.
Meanwhile, Xiao Jingchen and Ye Ningyuan were speeding along on a snowmobile.
"Jingchen, just turn this corner and you'll be there!" Ye Ning pointed to the intersection ahead.
I wonder how Gao Feng is doing now.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Under the cover of Scarface's fire, his men quickly climbed the watchtower and started smashing the door with iron bars.
"Gao Feng, quickly move that cabinet over here!"
Although Xiaomin is usually sickly, she showed great vitality at this critical moment, struggling to help her father push the cabinet.
When the people outside couldn't break down the door, they tried to climb in through the window along the windowsill.
"Oh my, there's a woman here! And she's got quite a temper. Wait a minute, when I catch you, I'll teach you a lesson!" The first person to climb to the window peered out and tried to climb inside.
"Want to mess with me? Fine, come on then!" Sister Li pulled out a dagger and slashed at his hand.
"Ah!" With a scream, the first person fell off the watchtower.
But then someone climbed through the other window.
"Gao Feng, over there!"
"Ali, watch out, someone's coming over there."
While Gao Feng and his men were surrounded by enemies, Ye Ning and Xiao Jingchen finally arrived at the warehouse.
In the snow in front of the warehouse, supplies were scattered haphazardly.
On the northernmost watchtower, someone was banging on the door.
"Jingchen, on the tower to the north."
"Okay, I understand!" Xiao Jingchen nodded, and the snowmobile made a stylish turn, heading north.
At the height of the attack, their men hadn't even had time to react.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three gunshots rang out, and the three people climbing on the window fell from the tower instantly.
There were dark, bloody holes in the back of their heads.
"Bang! Bang!" Two more gunshots rang out, and the sound of banging on the door instantly disappeared.
"It's Miss and Young Master Xiao! They're here!" Gao Feng, ignoring his bleeding wound, excitedly rushed to the window.
Ye Ning and Xiao Jingchen sat on the snowmobile, looking like gods descending to earth.
"It's Miss and Young Master Xiao! We're saved!" Gao Feng excitedly hugged Sister Li. The joy of surviving the ordeal made him burst into tears. It took him a while to realize his mistake and awkwardly stood aside.
Ye Ning also saw Gao Feng and Sister Li by the window. She waved and asked, "Uncle Gao, Sister Li, are you alright?"
"I suffered a minor injury, but it's nothing serious. Hello, miss, you arrived just in time!"
Scarface was secretly annoyed that Ye Ning and the others were completely ignoring him.
"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of our Lone Wolf Gang?" He secretly gripped the pistol in his pocket.
"You don't need to know who we are, because you're going to die soon!" Xiao Jingchen raised his arm and pulled the trigger.
Before Scarface could even pull out his pistol, a bloody hole appeared in his head.
Upon seeing that their leader was dead, the others scattered and fled.
But Xiao Jingchen didn't give them a chance at all, chasing after them on his snowmobile and leaving none behind.
After everything was settled, Ye Ning climbed the watchtower and brought Gao Feng and the others down.
"Uncle Gao, are you injured?" The wound on Gao Feng's arm had almost completely stained his clothes red.
I didn't realize it when I was stressed, but now that I've relaxed, I'm finding the pain unbearable.
Coupled with excessive blood loss, Gao Feng's vision went black and he fainted.
When Gao Feng woke up, he was already in a familiar bed.
The fireplace was roaring with flames, making the whole room warm and cozy.
His arm was wrapped in bandages at some point, and he was dressed in loose cotton pajamas.
On a chair not far from the bed, Ye Ning and Xiao Min were sitting side by side, seemingly talking about something.
"Miss!" Upon seeing Ye Ning, Gao Feng hurriedly tried to get up.
Ye Ning's clear, melodious voice, like that of a spring, rang out.
"Uncle Gao, you should lie down and rest! I just gave you an injection to stop the bleeding and an antibiotic. You've lost a lot of blood, so you should rest in bed!"
Fortunately, I stocked up on a lot of injections when I was hoarding supplies, otherwise this would have been a real problem.
Gunshot wounds are most likely to cause high fever, and if it weren't for antibiotics this time, Gao Feng would have had a very slim chance of survival.
"But!" Gao Feng said awkwardly, continuing to lie on the bed.
"Uncle Gao, didn't I tell you to hide in the tower and not come out? Why did you show yourself again?" Ye Ning's voice was slightly reproachful.
“These supplies were entrusted to me by you, Miss, and I can’t just watch them take them away,” Gao Feng said righteously.
"Then you can joke around with your own life. Have you ever thought about what would happen to Xiaomin if you died?"
Gao Feng looked at Xiao Min, whose eyes were red and swollen, clearly indicating that she had just been crying.
"I didn't think that much at the time! I just didn't want to let you down, Miss!" Since he had promised to take good care of these supplies, he had to do it.
Ye Ning wanted to reprimand him but didn't know what to say, so she gave up in the end. Gao Feng hadn't experienced the cruelty of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he still maintained his enthusiasm. Ye Ning didn't want to discourage him, after all, he was a very competent subordinate.
Although it's irrational, in the apocalypse, what's most lacking are people like Gao Feng who can keep their promises.
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