Chapter 61 TV Station Refuses to Broadcast
"Let go...let me go! You pervert!"
In the safe house.
The gunman's eyes turned red with anxiety and he started shouting.
He was held tightly by Lao Song and could not break free from the iron-like arms. The more he struggled, the more flaws he found and the tighter he was held.
After the last two shots, there was no bullet in the chamber, and pulling the trigger just made a meaningless click.
The two mutant beasts that jumped and bit Lao Song accidentally injured him while dealing with him.
...No, it's not an accidental injury. These beasts don't distinguish between friend and foe. They will bite their own people if they get the chance!
"Let go! Let go!"
The man hit Lao Song with his fist.
The waving arm was pinned down by Old Song who turned over and pressed him to the ground.
There seemed to be two balls of fire burning in Old Song's wide-open angry eyes, trying to burn a hole in his body.
Why, why is this guy still holding me so tightly even though he was shot in the arm? What a pervert!
The desperate gunman had his gun suddenly knocked away by Lao Song's knee. He thought quickly and opened his mouth like a mutant beast, trying hard to raise his head.
Awww!
Bite at Lao Song’s face!
"What are you...doing..."
Qiao Lan rushed into the house with a gun, and a strange scene came into view.
In the midst of the mess, with tables and cabinets overturned, two grown men were hugging each other tightly, blood splattering, and tearing each other apart with their lives.
One person straddles his legs, sits on the other's waist, and leans over.
One of his eyes was red, as if there were tears, and he bit the other's face mouth to mouth.
At once……
If it weren't for the two mutant little monsters howling, barking and biting nearby, it would have been obvious that this was a battle scene.
Qiao Lan's first instinct was to turn around and leave, and close the door so as not to disturb the couple's love-hate relationship.
This scene is a combination of blood, violence and pornography, which is not suitable for children. Even after it was filmed, the TV station would not allow it to be broadcast.
Boom boom boom!
Qiao Lan raised his gun and fired.
Before anyone could get close, his excellent marksmanship had already blown up a mutant beast that leaped into the air.
It's a low-level mutant beast with neither rough skin nor thick flesh, and bullets can deal with it.
She aimed at another mutant squirrel with a large head.
This squirrel was smarter than its companions. When it sensed danger, it jumped up immediately, scurried to the foot of the cabinet, and hid behind the white cat at an extremely fast speed.
The weak white cat had no strength to escape. Its body was covered in blood, its white fur stood on end, and it screamed and neighed.
He hugged the kitten tightly in his arms.
"Some brains, but not much."
Don’t you know how big your body is? A lot of it is exposed behind the cat.
Qiao Lan changed his gun, got a crosshair, and used a clever angle to accurately shoot through the squirrel's neck.
The squirrel couldn't even scream. Its big head shook and drooped from its neck.
Curled up behind the white cat, the ground was stained with blood.
game-over.
Idiot, Qiao Lan despised him. This guy only knew how to use the cat as a shield. If he was smarter, he could hold the cat hostage, no, a cat hostage. She really wouldn't dare to shoot casually.
"Hey, stop chewing!"
The situation was urgent. Qiao Lan ignored the squirrel and turned around to point the muzzle of the gun at the intruder's solar plexus.
In the few seconds that Qiao Lan shot the beast, this guy had already raised his head several times, trying to take a few bites of Old Song.
Although Lao Song managed to turn his head away every time, this behavior was really inappropriate.
Qiao Lan had his finger on the trigger, ready to shoot this disgusting guy in the head at any time.
"Don't, don't kill me, I won't bite it anymore!"
This guy was very smart. When he saw that he had no chance of escape, he immediately gave in.
Qiao Lan pulled Old Song off him, took out ropes and chains from the space, tied him up tightly, and sealed his mouth to prevent him from begging for mercy and making noise.
"Song...Uncle Song!"
By the time the young chef outside had his wounds simply treated by Xiao Tang and came back with his legs weak, Qiao Lan had already wrapped Old Song up like a mummy.
Only two bullet-stricken areas were left unbandaged, exposing the bullet holes in preparation for subsequent bullet removal.
One on the left arm and one on the rib.
The local anesthetic had been injected, but the effect had not yet taken effect, and Qiao Lan had already started disinfecting with iodine. Old Song shivered in pain every time he was touched.
"Uncle Song...I..."
When the young chef saw that his old father was just unconscious but not dead, he came to Old Song and his tears flowed like water, turning into two bowls of Lanzhou ramen.
He felt guilty for not having the courage to help in the critical moment.
People risked their lives to save him, but he didn't even dare to move and watched them get shot.
“Wuwuwu…Uncle, weren’t you shot in the chest? Are you still alive…Am I not dreaming?”
"Ha, alive, I... I'm telling you, when I was young... when I was undercover in the Hong Kong Island gang, haha... cough cough cough..."
Old Song was lying on the ground, having lost a lot of blood. His face was pale. He tried desperately to distract himself from the pain by talking, but he accidentally choked on his own saliva. When he coughed, the pain got worse, and blood foamed from the corners of his mouth.
That’s all, what else can I say?
"Ahem... I was discovered while undercover. The gang members were so cruel. They hit me on the head with a hammer... smashed my bones, and left a big hole. Cough cough cough... But I didn't die! My bones healed, and I'm a normal person now. Hahaha cough cough..."
"When I rushed at the muzzle of the gun, I calculated that his gun only had one bullet left... I had a monster corpse stuffed in my chest, and there were also broken pieces of vase to push it up, cough cough... Uncle, am I smart?"
"Clever," Qiao Lan said softly, "The mutant beast was blown up by a bullet, and its stinking blood and flesh are all over your chest. It took me a lot of effort to clean it up for you."
Old Song chuckled: "It's better than getting shot in the heart... ahem... myself."
"Uncle, but I saw blood on your chest." The young chef continued to cry.
"It's okay, don't cry. It was... cough cough... broken porcelain pieces that pierced me."
"Oh yes, there's another bullet. It seems to be stuck in my ribs... cough..."
"I clearly counted one left, but now there are two... What bad luck..."
"If I had known this, I wouldn't have blocked the gun."
"It nearly killed me."
The young chef whimpered, "Uncle, please stop talking. Be careful not to choke...choke yourself to death."
The sight of Old Song with foam in his mouth and coughing while talking was really worrying.
"Let him speak, otherwise he will be in great pain." Qiao Lan said.
In order to thoroughly disinfect the area around the bullet hole, she was very cruel, and Old Song was shaking with pain.
But he still said stubbornly, "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt, this little injury is nothing..."
Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly lost their light.
His head tilted and he stopped moving.
"Uncle!?"
The chef was horrified.
"It's okay, he's unconscious."
Qiao Lan checked and found that his breathing and heartbeat were normal. He probably suffered a serious injury due to blood loss and exhaustion.
When fighting, people are mentally tense. Once the danger is over and people relax, they will not be able to hold on.
Looking at the mummy Old Song, Qiao Lan pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment.
She never expected that the captive whom she had tied up for many days would not run away when in danger, but instead fight the invaders to the death.
Based on his skills, if he ran, he should be the first to run out, not Xiao Li and the others.
"Xiao Tang, come here." Qiao Lan said.
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