“Bang! Bang!”

Two gunshots were heard, and the two gangsters felt a burning sensation on their bodies, as if they were hit by a huge rock. They felt a stuffy sensation in their chests, a fishy and sweet feeling rising up, and they felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

Liu Yiyi, who was lying on the shoulders of two gangsters, was also thrown out and hit the wall head-on, barely opening her eyes. Lin Feng didn't bother to pay attention to her at all, and hurriedly ran to Yang Xu and half-knelt down to check her injuries.

Fortunately, Yang Xu was wearing a bulletproof vest, and the bullet did not cause much damage to his body. However, another bullet hit his arm. Although it did not hit him, blood still flowed out. Lin Feng tore his clothes into strips, bandaged him, and helped him up.

At this time, Lin Feng called the contact person that Long Aotian had given him before. After a while, the young man in a suit who had met them before came up the stairs.

When the young man in the suit saw Yang Xu covered in blood, he was dumbfounded. He stood there, at a loss, then took out his cell phone from his pocket and was about to call an ambulance.

Lin Feng walked over to Liu Yiyi and saw that she was tied tightly, with transparent tape wrapped around her mouth, and she kept whimpering. Lin Feng went over, untied the rope on her body, and tore off the transparent tape around her mouth. She said thank you softly.

"You can't call an ambulance. I have gunshot wounds."

Yang Xu was still conscious and said this weakly.

"Then go to my house first. I know medical skills."

Lin Feng spoke to comfort him, interrupting the young man in a suit who was preparing the ambulance.

After finally helping Yang Xu to the car at the door, the young man in a suit said, "You drive, I don't know the way." Then he helped Yang Xu to the car and made a phone call. Several unlicensed vans stopped at the door of the villa, and countless people in white coats and rubber gloves got out of the vans. They were very skillful. Lin Feng guessed that these were the people arranged by Long Aotian to handle the funeral.

Lin Feng drove very fast along the way, and he wanted to step on the accelerator into the gas tank. A cold and familiar touch pressed against his lower back. The young man in a suit said coldly: "Take me to the abandoned factory where Long Aotian is."

"You fired the gun outside?"

Lin Feng gripped the steering wheel tightly, his expression extremely gloomy.

“Yes.”

The guy in the suit admitted it very readily.

"I have to save Yang Xu first. He has lost too much blood. If I don't save him, his life will be in danger."

After Lin Feng passed the time, he saw that Yang Xu was pale and unconscious, with the other hand of the young man in the suit holding his waist. The cloth that Lin Feng used to bandage his wound was already stained with blood. Liu Yiyi, who was sitting on the outermost side, was so scared that her face turned pale and she was trembling.

"There's no need to save him, you're all going to die anyway"

"Did Long Aotian ask you to kill me?"

"So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he parked the car in front of a small alley and calmly turned off the engine. The young man in the suit was stunned at first, then he pressed the gun against Lin Feng's lower back: "Do you want to die?"

Lin Feng turned around and smiled evilly, "No, it's you who's going to die!" Then he suddenly exerted force with his other hand, tightly grasped the neck of the young man in the suit, and with the other hand he greeted him in the face. The young man in the suit whose neck was grasped had a ferocious look on his face, and growled in a low voice: "Go to hell!" "Bang, bang, bang, a series of gunshots rang out like firecrackers, and Liu Yiyi on the far left screamed in fear.

Lin Yun's right hand punch did not stop at all, until the young man in the suit was beaten until his facial features were almost twisted together, and the sound of his skull breaking was particularly harsh.

Lin Feng dragged the young man in the suit out of the car door like he was dragging a dead dog, and threw him to the ground. He kept stepping down with his other foot. The sound of bones breaking could be heard every time Lin Feng stepped down.

The young man in the suit didn't have the chance to react at all. Heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body and he curled up into a ball.

The poor guy was like a wounded beast at this moment, wailing constantly, but as Lin Feng's footsteps became heavier each time, soon even the wailing became quieter as he lay on the ground. His entire right face collapsed, and he lay on the ground groaning and moaning, his facial features blurred together, and all covered in blood.

A trembling hand grabbed Lin Feng's arm. It turned out to be Liu Yiyi who had been sitting in the car. She said tremblingly: "Don't fight anymore. If you continue, someone will die!"

Lin Yun then remembered that Yang Xu was still in the car. He nodded slightly and touched the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Although Lin Feng was wearing a bulletproof vest, the powerful impact of the bullet made him feel as if his internal organs were moved. He didn't pay attention to it just now because of the surge of blood and qi, but now he felt it the other way around and his whole body felt like it was about to fall apart.

Before getting in the car, Lin Feng shouted coldly at the young man in a suit who was curled up on the ground in a state of confusion: "I'll spare your life this time, but if I see you next time, I'll personally give you a ride!"

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Liu Yiyi was also frightened by Lin Feng's murderous aura and shuddered. She didn't expect that this guy who looked so sunny and handsome could be so scary when he went crazy. If she hadn't suppressed her fear and came to help, Lin Feng might have beaten him to death.

Lin Feng got in the car, took a deep breath to calm his furious mood, started the car, and drove wildly on the road. He stopped for a few minutes to go to the drugstore and bought two large bags of medicine and a stack of gauze.

After Lin Feng returned to his residence, he laid Yang Xu flat on the bed and felt his wrist. His pulse was relatively stable. He searched through the boxes and cabinets at home and barely found a fruit knife of the right size. He disinfected it and whispered in Yang Xu's ear, "Brother Yang, I really can't get any anesthetic. Please be patient."

Yang Xu nodded slightly, forcing out a smile that was uglier than crying. Lin Yun found a clean towel and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling, "Then I'll start."

"ah!"

Yang Xu's body spasmed in pain, and his other hand tightly grasped the bed sheet. The moment Lin Feng took out the scalpel, countless densely packed relevant information emerged in his mind. His eyes became extremely cold at this moment, and he performed the operation carefully and meticulously, like a precision machine.

Lin Feng was so nervous that he was sweating all over. Seeing this, Lin Yiyi picked up a dry towel and carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead. Liu Yiyi looked at Lin Feng's operation in confusion. She had studied medicine before and learned some related knowledge, but what Lin Feng showed was completely different from what she had learned in the books.

"call"

Lin Feng took a deep breath and threw the bloody bullet onto the table with a "ding". After all, the surgical environment was so harsh, and many instruments were not purchased in a hurry, and even the most basic sterile environment was not achieved, which made him extremely worried.

After picking out the bullet, Lin Yun began to sew up the wound. After an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng sat down on the ground, supported his waist and said, "Yang Xu, I saved your arm, you have to thank me!"