The man's clothes were dirty, worn and torn, with large patches of red and black stained on his chest, and a faint smell of blood could be smelled.
He was wearing a blue-gray hat, his face was covered with dust and scars, he looked handsome with a slightly solemn look, at this moment he was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, his eyelashes were covered with broken snow.
Shi Ling noticed the pistol in his hand. It was not the kind of gun seen in previous military parades. It was a bit old and more like the style in anti-Japanese war films of those times.
Her heart suddenly shook, and the hands hanging by her side began to tremble slightly.
"Hey, there's a model gun too. I get it. This must be an extra from some crew." Qin Niao was originally horrified when he saw the blood on the man's body, thinking that he had encountered a murder case, but after noticing the man's clothes and pistol, he suddenly realized.
After all, this is China, where guns are banned. Even if someone robs a bank with a gun, people will suspect it is a fake gun. Unlike in foreign countries where there are real guns everywhere, you might accidentally use a gun on the road, in the physical sense.
Shi Ling looked around. The light here was dim and there were not many people coming and going.
She squatted down and wanted to pick up the gun and hide it in her pocket.
However, as soon as she touched the gun, the man who had just fallen asleep woke up, held the gun tightly, not letting Shi Ling snatch it away, and stood up vigilantly, pointing the gun at Shi Ling.
But when he opened his eyes and saw two beautiful girls in front of him, he was slightly stunned.
He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and with a slight accent, "Kou people?"
That's right. Only the women from Kou Country could dress so brightly and generously.
Shi Ling: "Chinese."
The man was stunned, his eyes full of surprise and suspicion.
Qin Niao, who was standing next to him, burst out laughing. "Little brother, are you too immersed in the role? By now, your crew should have dispersed. Aren't you going home yet?"
The man's eyes were filled with even more doubt.
"Oh no! Company Commander!"
He suddenly remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, and tried to stand up by holding onto the wall, but he touched the wound on his chest and groaned in pain while gritting his teeth.
The pain drove away his tiredness, and the cold wind made him shiver, and he suddenly realized the strangeness of his surroundings.
There are no endless mountains and artillery fire, but there are taller buildings and brighter lights than those in the concession, and the noise of singing and driving cars is noisy and bustling all around.
He looked up in confusion, and fine snow fell on his cheeks.
The tall building reaches up to the sky, like a giant standing between heaven and earth, and there are colorful and constantly changing pictures on the building.
It was completely different from the devastated land of China that he saw before he fell into a coma.
The man was stunned: "Where is this? It's so prosperous, is this the Bai Kingdom?"
Shi Ling said firmly: "It's China."
The man's pupils shrank slightly, and his cracked lips couldn't stop trembling because of excitement and disbelief.
Qin Niao, who was standing next to him, also gradually realized that something was wrong and reached out to poke the black hole in the man's chest.
This poke actually brought out a finger's worth of blood.
This smell, this color, this warm touch, it really doesn't seem like it's the blood bag from the crew?!
As for the man, after being poked by Qin Niao, his eyes bulged out in pain and he cried out in pain. He could no longer hold his eyes up and fainted on the ground again.
Qin Niao:? !!!
Shi Ling glared at Qin Niao, "Are you a devil?"
Qin Niao hurriedly grabbed Shi Ling's sleeve and said in panic, "Ahhh, Shi Ling, I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted to check... I, I didn't expect he was really injured. What should I do? Should I call the police? Or an ambulance?"
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