Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

Liancheng Yazhi was extremely dirty, her hair was filled with dirt and dust, her clothes were no longer the same color, and her whole body was filled with the smell of smoke and blood. Her face was so gray that she couldn't even see her appearance.

Liancheng smiled elegantly. If Rong Yan saw this, he would definitely say something to him. He must not let her see him like this when he returns home. It would be too embarrassing.

Liancheng Yazhi prayed silently in her heart: "Baby, I hope your husband will be safe for once. If I can leave with my life this time, I can go home."

Liancheng Yazhi unloaded the magazine and checked it. There were only five bullets left in it. This was the only weapon he had besides a saber. The grenade had been completely used up. The situation was not good.

There was a scratch on Liancheng Yazhi's arm. The wound was about four centimeters long and was bleeding. However, this was no longer important to him. In this case, he didn't even feel pain. He only felt

To the point of numbness, my body no longer seems to be my own.

Next to him, Ji Yan was still lying. The wound on his abdomen was bleeding. If he did not receive timely treatment, he would die of excessive blood loss.

Twenty meters away, the three of Mu Weibai were there. Judging from their firepower, they should have more bullets left. The enemy on the opposite side... obviously wanted to trap them to death. If they couldn't break out, then

They are really dangerous.

Liancheng Yazhi was thinking in his mind, considering the current situation and the surrounding terrain. He only had one year in his mind, he must survive, he must save his life and go back to see his wife and children.

Liancheng Yazhi gradually had an unformed idea in his mind.

He crawled two steps, came to Jian Yi, and asked: "Jian Yi, how are you now? Are you okay?"

Jian Yi slowly opened her eyes and smiled weakly: "I can't die... but you have to... hurry up, otherwise, I'm really going to die..."

Liancheng Yazhi grabbed Jian Yi's shoulders: "Don't worry, I will definitely take you home."

Jian Yi was injured because of his injury. If Jian Yi hadn't thrown him in front of him and blocked the bullet for him, there would be a hole in his head now and he would have died a long time ago.

Jian Yi smiled. Although his face was covered with blood, it was the first time he showed such a gentle smile. He said: "Liancheng... there is a... bomb in my backpack... and it's timed..."

Liancheng Yazhi was stunned for a moment, and quickly opened the simple backpack, and sure enough, he pulled out a simple time bomb from inside: "Did you make this yourself?"

Jian Yi nodded slightly: "Yes, I did it myself. It was originally boring... but it should come in handy now, Liancheng... you tie the bomb... to... me, and then..."

Liancheng Yazhi's pupils suddenly tightened, and he interrupted sharply: "I know what you want to say, it's impossible, I was the one who called you over, and I want to take you back alive."

Jian Yi coughed twice, and the blood in his abdomen flowed faster: "But if we drag it on like this, none of us... can leave... You, listen to me, I alone... It doesn't matter whether I die or not, but you... still have a family at home?"

...There are also daughters and wives waiting for you. What will they do if something happens to you?"

Liancheng Yazhi's eyes turned red, and he roared in a low voice: "You don't have to fucking remind me of this, I know better than you, and I care about my life more than you..."