A bullet struck Wang Yan.
The combat suit stopped the bullet.
However, Wang Yan was struck by the immense force of the bullet and thrown towards Xia Chuhe. As he fell into Xia Chuhe's arms, blood was already trickling down Wang Yan's lips.
Old Qin reached out and pressed his hand on Wang Yan, frantically healing him.
Xia Chuhe looked in the direction the bullet had come from; it was the twenty-first mercenary to enter the instance. Beside him lay two mercenaries with their throats slit.
In the instant everyone's attention was focused on the broadcast, Number Twenty-One had already made his move and killed two people.
The third person he wanted to kill was Xia Chuhe, but Wang Yan stopped him.
Number Twenty-One's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes were full of laughter, but his face remained completely still.
When Xia Chuhe first saw what it meant to smile without smiling, he must have been wearing a mask.
The man casually raised one hand, pinched his five fingers together, and then spread his five fingers open towards Xia Chuhe, as if a light had suddenly appeared.
"Miss Xia, Miss Li, the lighthouse is tolling its death knell for you two."
A distant, muffled "thump" echoed faintly, sending shivers down one's spine.
At this moment, the other mercenaries also realized that there was something wrong with this person, and hurriedly used their superpowers to attack Number Twenty-One.
Ice, snow, lightning, and vines all came crashing down on Number Twenty-One.
Lu Dangui also pulled out his iron hairpin and flung it toward Number Twenty-One's throat.
However, before the attack could land on Number Twenty-One, Number Twenty-One vanished as if by magic.
It was as if it had never existed.
All the attacks missed their mark, and Lu Danggui's iron hairpin sank deep into the ground, halfway into it.
The mercenaries cautiously formed a circle, surrounding Xia Chuhe in the middle, to guard against a sneak attack from Number Twenty-One.
Sister Li subconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear: "No need to look anymore, he's gone."
Xia Chuhe squatted on the ground, rummaging through the medicine in his combat pack: "How is he?"
Wang Yan coughed up blood.
Old Qin frowned: "It's not good. His lungs are damaged and severely ruptured. He can't hold on much longer."
Wang Yan groaned, the blood frothing at the mouth churning even more merrily: "No need... to save me..."
"If I die... the company... will support... my family..."
Wang Yan entered this instance with a death wish. He had four elderly parents to support and a younger sister whose genes had collapsed, requiring expensive gene repair injections every month. The income from ordinary instances was far from enough to support his family.
His death is actually a good thing; his whole family will benefit from it.
Xia Chuhe ignored his words. She couldn't control whether others wanted to die, but she would care about those who died because of her.
Xia Chuhe methodically took out hemostatic needles, painkillers, and regeneration needles from his combat pack: "Old Qin, do you think these will be useful?"
When Lao Qin saw the regeneration needle, his eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, yes! This is extremely useful; it's a life-saving medicine!"
He grabbed the medicine in his hand, but Old Qin hesitated: "Wang Yan used it, what will you do?"
Xia Chuhe said coldly, "Use the medicine."
Startled by her cold voice, Lao Qin subconsciously did as Xia Chuhe said.
Old Qin gave Wang Yan a regeneration injection and a hemostatic injection.
As soon as the regeneration needle was administered, Wang Yan's breathing suddenly became smooth.
After the injection, the blood foam that kept oozing from Wang Yan's lips stopped.
Wang Yan clutched his chest, struggled to sit up, and vomited a mouthful of blood before returning to normal.
He had just calmed down a bit when he kept patting his chest: "Millions of points, just used on me like that? Old Qin? Old Qin? Can you still get it out? Take the medicine out now..."
Xia Chuhe breathed a sigh of relief: "If you think it's too expensive, you can continue to work for me from now on."
She meant it as a joke.
Wang Yan almost lost his life, all to save Xia Chuhe. It was only right that Xia Chuhe give him medicine.
Xia Chuhe noticed something was wrong with himself.
She was too calm, so calm that it didn't seem like she was experiencing something like this for the first time, or like someone who had come from civilized society to the wasteland.
She seemed to have been born for the wasteland; she loved adventure and was used to life and death.
However, the memories of the past twenty-five years constantly reminded her that she truly came from another world.
perhaps……
Xia Chuhe made excuses for herself, saying that she probably only treated it all as a game.
Live life as a game, and don't let life and death weigh on your mind.
Xia Chuhe put aside his unease and focused on the task at hand: "Don't you have these medicines in your combat kits?"
Wang Yan looked at Xia Chuhe's combat kit with envy: "This one dose of medicine is enough to buy several lives for a mercenary. How could Five Star Company be willing to give us such good stuff?"
Old Qin nodded: "This is a life-saving drug developed by the higher-ups; it's hard to buy even if you have money."
It seems these medicines were specially prepared for Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe touched Wang Yan's combat uniform, which was slightly thinner than his own, but made of the same material.
"How did you get injured so badly? Doesn't the bulletproof vest protect you from bullets?"
Old Qin asked curiously, "We have bulletproof vests, so they naturally have new types of weapons. They can't penetrate the vests, but the impact force is enormous; if you get hit, your organs will rupture."
When No. 21 did not appear for a while, everyone gradually relaxed their vigilance.
Lu Dangui retrieved his iron hairpin and a letter.
The envelope was addressed to Xia Chuhe.
The other side came prepared; the two missing mercenaries must have been the work of Number Twenty-One.
Before leaving on the 21st, he only greeted two people—Xia Chuhe and Li Yue.
Li Yue also said, "No need to look for him anymore, he's gone."
Xia Chuhe looked at Li Yue: "Who is he? And what is a lighthouse?"
"The Lighthouse is the largest and most mysterious villainous military organization. They will definitely interfere and cause trouble for whatever Five Star Company is doing."
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