Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

"..."

The leader could feel the pain of the sharp blade about to cut his throat if he moved even a little.

The coldness seeped in through the wound, which all indicated one thing.

This noble man is not joking.

Damn it, who said that he just wanted to kill a weak young master?

I'm going to kill him!

"Master Shen, even if you kill me, you can't leave," the leader said in a chuckle, "These are all my people. If you don't want to be beaten to a pulp with your baby, you'd better let me go."

In the tense atmosphere, Shen Rao suddenly smiled, his thin lips curved into a beautiful arc, but the strength in his hands did not decrease.

"If I let you go, will I have fewer bullet holes in my body?"

Leader: “…”

"Tell me your conditions." The leader stopped beating around the bush.

Shen Rao straightened his lips and said, "Leave her here, I'll go with you."

The leader glanced at the weak woman lying on the ground, stretched his neck and said.

"You are such a romantic person. I am so moved that I am about to cry."

"Don't talk nonsense," Shen Rao held him hostage and approached his men, "If you don't want him to die, get out of the way and follow me!"

The men gripped their gun butts tightly and stared at Shen Rao, asking him to make way for them.

The leader glared at this group of rubbish, but walked leisurely, in stark contrast to Shen Rao, who was shot in the thigh and walked a little awkwardly.

"Master Shen, do you know why I spared your life?" he said, looking at the jungle.

If the shot just now had hit him directly in the head, there wouldn't have been so much trouble.

Shen Rao didn't respond.

"Someone specifically wants you to stay alive," the leader said, "but this person is not trying to save you. He specifically wants me to cut the tendons of your hands and feet and sell you to an underground brothel in Southeast Asia. The way they torture people is so cruel that even I can't bear to watch it."

"A 'high-class guy' like Young Master Shen can definitely be 'trained' properly, right?"

Shen Rao paused.

The leader was also forced to stop. He laughed: "Now, you still want to exchange yourself?"

"You go and bring the Qi family here, and she will run this brothel for you, how about that?"

"..." Shen Rao glared at him coldly, then smiled. However, no one saw the bulging veins on the back of his hand. "No need for her. I'm more curious about how you train her."

He emphasized the word "training".

The leader's smile froze on his face. He tilted his head and looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, as if in surprise.

"Is there still someone like you in this world?"

Shen Rao said nothing, but there were hidden emotions in his eyes.

He grasped the knife several times before he could resist stabbing the tip of the knife into the man's throat.

After walking for a while, Shen Rao's legs became weaker and weaker, and he felt more and more dizzy. The leader was in sight until he reached an open space.

He then said, "Master Shen, let go, you are almost dying."

Shen Rao shook his head and pressed him: "Keep going forward."

"Tsk——"

Suddenly, the leader turned around and elbowed him in the face. Shen Rao was a little slow to react and staggered back a few steps. His philtrum was hot and blood was flowing.

His vision became even more blurry and he saw double.

At this time, Shen Rao was already at the end of his strength and couldn't even hold the knife steadily.

The leader kicked him to the ground, stepped on the bullet hole in his thigh that was still bleeding, and twisted it hard.

"Why is Master Shen doing this?"

Shen Rao's face turned pale with pain, but thanks to the pain he became a little more sober. He bit his lower lip and didn't say a word.

"You are quite patient," the leader wiped the blood from his neck, stepped hard on it, and ordered, "Take off his legs now and let him run again."

"You, go and deal with the Qi family." He pointed at two more people.

The men responded and the leader went aside to treat the wound on his neck.

Looking at the azure blue sky framed by lush leaves.

Shen Rao thought it was so beautiful and wondered if he could still watch it with Qi Yan.

Will she watch it with others?

When he thought of that scene, Shen Rao moved his lips: Bad woman.

This thought made him muster up his last bit of strength to take out the things in his pocket, and he turned his head to look at the two people who were returning the same way to deal with Qi Yan.

The subordinate who was about to break Shen Rao's leg bones with the barrel of his gun caught a glimpse of the man on the ground raising his trembling hands, and looked closely at the object in his hand.

"..."

"!!!"

"head!!!"

Before the leader could see the commotion, "Bang!!!"

A huge explosion was heard, and the armed helicopter in the sky seemed to be shaken.

Bai Ya, wearing the command headset, quickly turned around and glanced in the direction where the mud was splashing.

He cursed inwardly and quickly turned the helicopter around.

Everyone in the cabin fell to one side. Zuo Yu grabbed the rescuer who was about to fall and looked towards the location where the explosion occurred.

"Don't die!" Bai Ya shouted.

"Cough-cough-"

The leader crawled out from the bombed earth, pushed away the hands of his dusty subordinates who were trying to support him, snatched the gun, and rushed towards Shen Rao who was also buried in the earth.

"Ah! I'll kill you, you bastard!"

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, the roar of the helicopter came from all directions.

"Get ready." A cold female voice sounded.

The leader’s dilated pupils reflected the familiar muzzle of a gun, dark and cold.

"shooting."

"Head! Get down!"

'bang bang bang-'

In an instant, the only sound left was the sound of the propeller spinning.

In the smell of earth, Shen Rao vaguely opened his eyes. A figure in white walked up to him, and he heard a familiar voice speaking.

"Shen Rao, you can really run."

This was already like crossing the entire rain forest. She was calculating the position while chasing and almost didn't catch up.

"Where is Qi Yan?" she asked hurriedly.

Shen Rao stretched out his mud-covered hand and pointed in the direction of Qi Yan.

He couldn't speak and could only point.

Bai Ya understood: "Leave half of the people here, and the others follow me to the border."

"Yes."

After hearing this, Shen Rao was completely relieved and fainted.

When Qi Yan was rescued and taken to the helicopter, Shen Rao, who was lying half-dead on the stretcher, opened his eyes. It was not until he confirmed that she was also rescued that he finally died.

"Beep, beep—" the instrument beeped rapidly.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Put on the ventilator!"

"We need it here too!" Bai Ya also shouted, "Bring the spare ones here!"

While waiting for the rescuers to prepare, she touched Qi Yan's hot forehead. His breathing was weak and almost stopped in the next second.

Bai Ya's hands and heart began to tremble.

"Please don't be in any trouble..."

In the border hospital, the two were taken to the operating room separately.

Shen Rao's injuries were mostly external, with some signs of mild poisoning, and the bullet in his thigh did not injure the bones.

After it was taken out and injected with serum and vaccine, the problem was not serious. Fortunately, he could throw the grenade far, otherwise he would be half disabled.

Qi Yan was different. She had a severe head injury, a persistent high fever, and internal bleeding...

Bai Ya walked out of the operating room with a frown, took off her mask, revealing a gloomy face.

"What's the situation?" Zuo Yu asked.

"It's not optimistic. The conditions here are too bad," Bai Ya said as she took off her gloves and walked. "Immediately arrange for a transfer to another hospital. We will go back with the special recruitment team."