Lin looked at the third person with a look of sadness in his eyes, and took the initiative to say to Du Yuqi:

"This is FIRE, a third-level berserker. He is an old friend of mine. He likes our oriental culture very much and even has an oriental name called Hailong. He seems to have a sad story. He usually drinks a lot. Once there is a battle, he will rush forward desperately. He is very fierce. If he hadn't helped me block from behind a year ago, I don't think I would be alive today. When I found him this time, he had become like this. I think he asked to cover the retreat and was abandoned by his companions. I think he drank at least four or five bottles of alchemical potions. Now, alchemical potions are probably poison to him."

However, although injuries like FIRE's may look horrific, for Du Yuqi, as long as he doesn't die on the spot and can still survive, the chances of survival are quite high, especially in this extremely cold environment where wounds are not easily infected.

Chest wounds can be treated according to the usual procedures, even for patients with a steel pipe stuck in the chest. What’s more, this FIRE chest wound saves the process of removing the steel pipe?

As for the wound on the belly, it was even simpler. It looked like the intestines were punctured to pieces, especially the blood, feces, and body fluids mixed together. To ordinary people, it was even more despairing and thrilling. However, in Du Yuqi's eyes, it was just a surgical operation.

The first thing is to clean the wound. If the wound is dirty and messy, just clean it with disinfectant.

What? The intestines are punctured in many places. That's even simpler. Just cut off the punctured parts and then sew them again. Intestinal anastomosis is not a job that requires much technical content. If this point is tested in the clinical operation examination, the candidates will laugh out loud.

The human large and small intestines are of astonishing length, almost equal to the normal person's height multiplied by five, which means that they are at least more than six or seven meters, so cutting off a small piece of intestine will actually cause minimal harm to the human body.

However, Du Yuqi is also under a tight spell now - Count Ratnes is still in his cradle with a diaper sandwiched between his legs, waiting to die!

So he simply treated FIRE's wound and gave him an injection of painkiller to ensure that he would not die in a short time. Then he comforted Lin and told him to be at ease. FIRE was originally a berserker and was born with extra resistance to pain. So although the situation looked serious, he was not seriously injured and could hold on for at least a few hours.

After his treatment, he could at least ensure that the injury would not worsen before sunset today, and he told Lin that even if the Minsk Cathedral could not treat him, he had a 60% chance of saving him.

After hearing this, Lin felt relieved. He looked at Du Yuqi deeply, but just said lightly, "Thank you for your concern."

At this time, Du Yuqi was about to deal with his and Lin's injuries, but saw Lin's face suddenly changed. Du Yuqi immediately felt something was wrong, and heard a lot of roars in the distance saying "Don't come any closer" like an avalanche, coming from far to near. The two of them immediately jumped out at the same time regardless of their injuries.

However, Lin rushed towards FIRE's stretcher, while Du Yuqi rushed towards the Bantu elite guard he had knocked down! Then he grabbed his neck, and he himself coughed violently because of the injury on his chest, frowning and looking quite painful.

However, Du Yuqi's face relaxed soon, because the guy's carotid artery was still pulsating weakly, and it was obvious that he was still breathing, which was the best. Because the dead were of no use, only a living Bantu elite guard could be his amulet.

The area was quickly surrounded by powerful warriors.

They were all Bantu people, of all heights, weights, genders, young and old. They looked at Du Yuqi pinching the neck of the Bantu elite guards, and their eyes were almost spitting fire. They wished they could chop Du Yuqi into pieces and feed them to their animal companions.

Although he was surrounded by heavy enemies, Du Yuqi looked quite calm at this time, because the worst that could happen was death. After entering the continent of Arad this time, he lived under the shadow of death every minute and every second. Pressure is a strange thing. When it just comes, it will make people feel overwhelmed, but when it becomes the norm, then getting used to it will become commonplace.

There is a saying: People do not fear death, so how can they be frightened by it?

Du Yuqi was also used to the threat of death. Although these Bantu people could tear him to pieces at any time, they could not cause him too much pressure. Therefore, he also keenly noticed that most of the Bantu people had sad faces, and there were also many wounds, dirt and other things on their bodies. They looked a little embarrassed, which was obviously abnormal.

Seeing Du Yuqi holding hostages and confronting the Bantu people, Lin came to his side with his old friend FIRE on his back. He didn't say anything, but expressed his determination to advance and retreat with him.

Du Yuqi stood there with his eyes narrowed, and pointed the cold and shining scalpel he brought with him at the neck of the Bantu elite guard. The latter was still in a coma and had to lean against the wall next to him.

Du Yuqi's eyes looked somewhat distracted, and his expression was so indifferent that he almost ignored everything. With his performance, the shouting and cursing not far away gradually stopped, because after seeing Du Yuqi's expression, these people who were shouting and cursing felt as if spitting at the sky would only land on themselves. The person in front of them was obviously a stone in the toilet, a typical example of being smelly and hard. It could be said that it was impossible to make him feel frustrated with words.

After everyone around him quieted down, Du Yuqi slowly spoke:

"Very good. I don't want to waste time with you. In fact, you can rush over and chop me into meat paste and feed me to dogs at any time. But before that, you have to accept a cruel reality, that is, I will definitely chop off the head of this warrior first."

"And I don't want to be turned into a meat paste and eaten by a dog. I believe you don't want to see his throat cut... Look, since no one has come out to object, then we have reached a consensus, right?"

At this time, a man came in from outside. The place was originally surrounded by people, but when the other Bantu people saw him, they bowed respectfully and made way for him, automatically leaving a passage for him.