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"If I guess correctly, the wandering swordsman should be your son."

"As expected, it's you. I knew it. Hahahaha, son, my father will avenge you soon."

"Huh, it's not certain who will kill whom. Why are you so proud?"

"You know, I am already 50 years old before I have such a son, and his talent is so outstanding. In a few years, he will reach the level of a divine ninja. There is no doubt about this, but I didn't expect to die.

In the hands of a fly like you." The old man became more and more angry as he spoke, with veins popping up on his forehead and his eyes almost popping out.

"Haha, that means you are not a divine ninja yet? That's good. Stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, just come and send you to see your damn son!"

"Baga! Dead, dead!" the old man cursed and disappeared.

Lan Haochen was not in a hurry, picked up Bu Qingshuang's pistol on the ground, and slowly closed his eyes.

Ninjutsu is also a very strange knowledge. You may not be able to see or touch it, but you can really feel it.

Suddenly Lan Haochen raised his hand and fired a shot to the left. There was a "ding" sound and the sound of metal colliding.

The figure of the old man appeared and looked at Lan Haochen with his eyes closed in disbelief, "Coincidence, it must be a coincidence, Saskatoon!"

"Ding, ding, ding..." Several gunshots rang out, and they all accurately hit the long knife in the old man's hand.

The old man was a little sweaty on his forehead. "Impossible! How could you see through my magic of concealment!"

"You're not even a divine ninja. Why are you bragging about divine concealment? Hurry up. If I kill you, I still have to send my wife to the hospital."

"Baga! Oh? Haha, I understand. You are injured. Your breathing has become thicker, but it is a bit confusing. Haha, no wonder you keep using guns. From my son's body, I know that you are a master of internal energy.

, but now you don’t have to reach out to hit me and keep using external force. It turns out that you are injured. Youhe, there are not many bullets in the gun. Get ready to die."

Then the old man started to attack silently in the darkness again. Lan Haochen finally ran out of bullets. He could only keep dodging, but he was still hit by several knives. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his feet felt a little bit...

Unsteady standing.

The old man knew that his chance had come, and he was finally able to make a fatal blow. Lan Haochen didn't seem to notice the danger coming. When the tip of the knife penetrated Lan Haochen's skin, he finally smiled proudly, but what happened next

The long knife couldn't penetrate any further. Lan Haochen grabbed the blade with one hand and strangled his neck with the other.

"Do you think I have no inner strength? I feel slower and slower. It is true that my inner strength is almost exhausted, but I still have the strength to crush your neck."

"Uh, let me go, Bagaya Road!" The old man stabbed in with all his strength with one hand, and grabbed Lan Haochen's iron fist with the other to try to open his hand.

But Lan Haochen's hand grabbed his neck tightly, and he soon felt that his neck was about to be crushed. At this time, he took out something that looked like a remote control: "Ha, hoo, I'm dead, you

Don’t even think about living, I put enough explosives in this basement to blow up this building, let’s go to hell together, hahahaha!”

When Lan Haochen wanted to stop him, it was already too late. Seeing his proud smile, Lan Haochen really felt the smell of death at this moment.

But 1 second passed, 2 seconds passed, and at 3 seconds Lan Haochen said angrily, "Are you kidding me?"

"Baga, how is that possible!" "Kakaka" the old man pressed the remote control hard several times, but there was no response at all.

Lan Haochen didn't wait any longer. If he caused trouble again, he would be in trouble. The only internal force he had transferred to his hands, and with a click, the old man's neck was crushed to pieces.

After throwing the old man to the ground, Lan Haochen sat down on the ground and took a deep breath. The old man struggled to crawl up two steps, "Impossible, how could my bomb lose its effect?"

At this time, the old man looked up and saw a pair of white thighs, to be precise, thighs wearing white stockings. Then several strange devices were thrown on the ground. "Here, this is the signal receiver, you, you!" the old man said desperately.

He wanted to raise his head to see the owner of these thighs, but he had no strength at all, and died completely as soon as his vision went dark.

Lan Haochen looked at the woman dressed as a nun and said, "Can you wear a nun's uniform without showing your thighs?"

"Hmph, haven't you heard that nuns are also crazy? Besides, I am a nun with character. Also, I have helped you a lot. How are you going to thank me?"

Lan Haochen leaned against the wall and gasped, "How about I pledge myself to you?"

"Bah, who cares about you? I called your Chinese 120 number. Oh, by the way, the police outside rushed in again. I'm leaving first. Remember you owe me a life!"

Lan Haochen was too exhausted to say a word now, and watched the little nun disappear in the corner.

Soon the police rushed in, some inspected the body on the ground, and some came to question Lan Haochen. Of course, Lan Haochen only appeared as a victim. As for the body on the ground, of course it was the policewoman Hua Mata who had made meritorious service.

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The two people were carried into the ambulance at the same time. Lan Haochen grabbed Bu Qingshuang's hand tightly, and injected the remaining inner strength into Bu Qingshuang's body without hesitation. What they didn't realize was that Lan Haochen was

The injury has begun to heal.

When they arrived at the hospital, Bu Qingshuang was pulled in for rescue, but Lan Haochen was already able to walk. Although he was still very weak, it really surprised the nurses, but no one had time to take care of him now. The policewoman was so busy

The situation is very dangerous and there is excessive blood loss.

In the operating room, the doctor tried his best to help Bu Qingshuang stop the bleeding. Hesitantly, Lan Haochen used his internal strength to protect her along the way. When they arrived in the operating room, the wound on her body began to bleed again. "Have you found out what blood type the patient has?!"

"Director Zhang, yes, it's rh negative!" a young nurse said disappointedly.

"Panda blood? Damn it! Yesterday, a patient happened to run out of panda blood. Now we are in trouble. Go out and ask for support!"

"Yes!" The little nurse hurriedly ran out.

Lan Haochen, who was sitting at the door with closed eyes, saw the nurse rushing out and quickly grabbed the female nurse's hand, "How is the situation?"

"Hey, let me go quickly. The patient needs a blood transfusion. There is no blood in the blood bank. I have to find someone to donate blood!" The little nurse anxiously tried to break free from Lan Haochen's hand.

At this time, Bu Qingshuang's colleagues also gathered around. When they heard that they were going to donate blood, they quickly asked for their blood to be drawn.

But the little nurse was anxious, "Why are you joining in the fun! Which one of you has panda blood?! Do you have it? No, if not, don't waste your time."

As police officers, if they don't even know some common sense about blood types, they are in vain. Rh-negative blood type is an extremely rare blood type, and the proportion in the population is less than 4 per 1,000 people.

"Wait a minute, I am, whip me." Lan Haochen said. He didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence in the world. His wife and he had the same blood type.

"You? But aren't you injured?" the little nurse said hesitantly.

"I'm fine. I'm rh-negative and type ab. Is that okay?" Lan Haochen urged.

"It's okay, it happens to be the patient too, it's really strange!"

"Then why are you talking nonsense? Hurry up!"

When the police saw Lan Haochen's lips turned white and there were so many wounds on his body, they couldn't bear it. Maybe they could only be cruel to Lan Haochen when they rescued their captain. People are selfish, but this kind of

Selfish, selfish and cute.

Soon Lan Haochen was lying next to Bu Qingshuang, but the unconscious Bu Qingshuang didn't know that Lan Haochen donated blood to her in a very weak condition.

The doctors didn't even have time to express their respect to Lan Haochen and quickly started rescuing him. In fact, Bu Qingshuang's injury was not fatal, but there were too many bleeding spots on his body, and the doctors were overwhelmed at the moment.

"Oops, the blood loss has reached 45%. Come on, comrade, hold on, we may have to draw a lot of blood."

"It's okay, just go ahead and smoke, I can hold on."

Lan Haochen's face also looked a little pale from the blood draw, but what he was worried about was Bu Qingshuang's safety. Among these women, she was the only one who followed him without any regrets or even knowing her identity.

, is also the only woman who has no intentions or conditions for him, Lan Haochen truly regards her as his wife.

"No, the blood in the arteries of the legs cannot be stopped for a while," the doctor said anxiously.

Another doctor asked "How much more blood is needed?"

"At least 400ml!"

"400 ml! I don't know if he can survive it." The doctor looked back at Lan Haochen.

Lan Haochen grinned lightly, "It's okay, I can hold on. Come on, Qingshuang is a good policeman and my good wife. I can't watch her walking in front of me."

"No, Dr. Zhang, try your best to stop the bleeding. If it doesn't work, we have to give up the infantry officer."

"No, listen to me!" Lan Haochen sat up from the bed anxiously, "You must save her!"

When another doctor turned around, he was immediately stunned by Lan Haochen. Lan Haochen's hand had taken a scalpel at some point: "Doctor, you must save her. If you don't draw my blood, I will

I let it go by myself. If the carotid artery is ruptured, I guess you won't be able to seal it." Lan Haochen smiled, but he didn't know that his smile was uglier than crying.

But in the doctor's eyes, it was a different feeling. The corners of Dr. Zhang's eyes were moist, but he didn't say anything and just tried his best to help Bu Qingshuang stop the bleeding.

The other doctor nodded, "We will do what you want."

The amount of blood drawn far exceeded expectations, and about 1,600 ml of Lan Haochen's blood was drawn. At this time, Lan Haochen had already passed out, but despite his stubbornness, other indicators of him were normal except for appearing a little weak.

The two of them were lying in the intensive care unit at the same time. People outside were in a heavy mood, and at the same time they were relieved for these two people. They were not dead. They are both our heroes.

Bu Zhiyuan took one look at Bu Qingshuang and left in a hurry. He was not only the father of a female police officer, but also the deputy mayor in charge of public security. If such a big thing happened, he had to do a good job to avoid being caught.

He has a handle, but his daughter really gives him credit.