Chapter 819: Defeat is inevitable

Bleeding continued to flow from her injured arm. She sat there, covering the wound with one hand, and looked at the people crowded at the opening of the drugstore wall with a pale face.

Behind An Ran was a pale-faced girl in black. The girl was Xiao Bohe. She hurried out of the drugstore holding a baby and holding a box of bandages in her hand. The baby was about two years old. On the way out, the medical tape in her hand fell off. She squatted on the ground and picked up the medical tape on the ground.

And just behind the two of them, their companion, the backbone of the force, Sam, the man responsible for kidnapping An Ran's daughter, followed them stupidly. When Wawa squatted down to pick up the tape, he stared straight ahead without saying a word.

This woman was naturally An Ran. She just sat quietly on the stone bench, covering her bleeding arm. She glanced at the men wearing gas masks at the door. Little Mint came forward and bandaged An Ran's arm with a bandage.

"Looking for Liu Shasha."

Little Bohe spoke with a pale face. An Ran said nothing, pursed her lips tightly, and touched Little Bohe's shoulder blade with her intact arm. Her hand was covered in blood.

She asked, "Does it hurt?" Seeing that Xiao Bohe lowered her head and did not answer, but just tied her arms tightly, An Ran turned her head again, frowned, and looked at the men in gas masks standing in front of her, waiting for them to speak.

"Sam, Sam???"

One of the men in the gas mask seemed to have a particularly close relationship with Sam. They couldn't believe that Sam would betray them, so they took off the gas mask on their heads and shouted at Sam.

"Stop shouting, he's stupid."

An Ran had a helpless look on her face. She looked back at the wooden man and the doll squatting on the ground picking up the tape. The doll jumped and rushed over happily, hugged An Ran's neck, handed the tape to An Ran, and called out sweetly, "Mom, give this foot cloth to Mom!"

"It's tape, not foot cloth!"

While correcting Wawa's pronunciation, one of the men in the gas masks raised his gun towards An Ran and was about to shoot. The man next to him reached out and stopped his companion, whispering, "Don't shoot, we're already defeated."

Yes, even a fool could see that the defeat was inevitable. Before they came to raid Baihua City, they knew that the success of this operation depended on speed! The opportunity was fleeting, and before An Ran could react, they had to withdraw from Baihua City.

But now, Baihua City has been buried in the primitive dense forest, and its defeat is inevitable.

They could shoot at An Ran as much as they wanted, but the vines that were entangled under their feet told them that shooting at An Ran would not have much effect.

Even if they beat An Ran to death, as long as Liu Shasha didn't get out, An Ran would still be resurrected. Besides, if An Ran died, would they be able to get out? I'm afraid they would die even faster.

Obviously, everyone still had this analysis in their brains, so the man holding the gun put down his gun dejectedly, suddenly raised his head, raised his gun again, looked at An Ran viciously, and asked fiercely:

"What have you done? Why has this place become like this???"

"I got a little emotional, but other than that, I didn't do anything!"

An Ran endured the severe pain in her arm, hugged the doll with one hand, and looked at the man in the gas mask holding the gun in front of her with cold eyes, "Are you sure you don't want to listen to your companions and must shoot me? If I die, none of you will survive."

(End of this chapter)