On the tall building across, Qi Mo put away his gun and left leisurely.
He just didn't want him to die in front of a woman.
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On the way, Tang Tang bought medicine and returned to the hotel to extract the bullet and bandage him.
Fully focused, fearing even the slightest mistake.
Zong Zheng's shoulder was numbed, at the moment he felt no pain, but he could feel the skilled knife work and stitching.
And Tang'er's focused gaze.
It felt like going back to more than three years ago when they first met.
"Who wants to kill you?"
"Too many, can't count," Zong Zheng saw her worried expression, her delicate eyebrows constantly furrowed, really wanting to reach out to smooth them for her.
Tang Tang's heart sank, "Then we shouldn't play outside, your safety is most important."
Zong Zheng pulled her to sit down, "I'm not afraid of getting hurt,
Tang Tang harshly refused, "You don't really see your body as a body, look at your shoulder, what has it become!"
