Roaming in the world of film and television

A person walked out from the shadow of the colored steel shed in front of him, and a long figure was reflected by the dim street lights, reaching Lin Yue's toes.

The shadow is jumping lightly, it's not the light source flashing, it's the steel pipe in the masked man's hand beating his palm lightly.

The visitor is not good...

Is it highway robbery? Or revenge?

This thought just flashed through his mind when he suddenly heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air behind him. After scraping, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, his neck was chilly, and his fine hairs stood on end.

It's a knife!

The other party wants his life!

Before he had time to pull out the gun in his waist, he grabbed the attacker's wrist holding the knife, turned around and raised his leg, pushing his knee upward.

Snapped!

The people behind groaned in pain, but did not let go of the hand holding the knife.

Just as Lin Yue was about to repeat the action just now, there was a storm ahead.

He didn't dare to hesitate, and he slid into the arms of the person holding the knife, letting the first person beat him.

Bang!

The steel pipe hit the ground heavily, splashing two pieces of gravel, which looked heavy.

At this time, a faint smell of alcohol came from behind, thinking that the man with the knife had just drunk.

Lin Yue snorted coldly, leaned back with his back and buttocks, his waist sank slightly, and grasped the wrist of the man holding the knife with both hands. The strength of his whole body went all the way up from the soles of his feet, and exploded at the back waist and two wrists. The man behind him lifted his shoulders and fell heavily on the concrete road.

cough!

The man spat out a mouthful of gastric juice, and his body twisted slightly on the ground, feeling like the bones in his back were falling apart.

Lin Yue completed a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, and before he could catch his breath, he heard a thud, and the steel pipe of the blocker fell head-on.

He could only let go of the hand holding the knife-wielder's wrist, and rolled to the side. While dodging the steel pipe, he slammed into him, knocking the enemy to the ground, and took the opportunity to punch down hard on the face.

Under the moonlight, many black spots splashed, and there was a wet and warm feeling on the back of the fist, and blood dripped down drop by drop.

Just as he straightened up and was about to continue his attack, he suddenly saw a figure shaking under the light pole in front of him.

third person?

This idea just came into my mind, and a strong sense of crisis climbed into my heart.

That pose...not good, it's a gun.

In the blink of an eye, he didn't have time to think, and his body fell to the side, rolling several times in a row.

The ground is cold and uneven, which makes it uncomfortable, but compared with my life, this is not important.

Bang, boom, boom.

Puffs of dust rose up violently, and the bullets hit the concrete road with a thumping sound. The gangster holding the steel pipe was so frightened that he hugged his head and curled up his limbs, not daring to move.

Lin Yue got up when he rolled close to the trash can, and was about to pull out the pistol on his waist, when he heard an abnormal sound from the left side, he quickly dodged to the right, but he was still a step too late.

There was a cold in the left arm, followed by a needle-like pain.

Facing the danger of his life, he had no time to check the injury, and reacted quickly when the knife wielder came to the second attack. He forced his left arm to slap out of the pain, and hit the criminal's arm hard. The shiny blade was less than an inch in front of his face. After blowing, the strong wind picked up his hair and made his skin numb slightly.

At this time, he held the enemy's knife-holding hand with his right hand and pushed it forward. With a puff, the knife sank deeply into the place a little below the man's left shoulder, followed by a painful roar.

Seeing the opponent retreat in pain, Lin Yue took a step forward with the thought of taking advantage of his illness to kill him. Who would have thought that two gunshots would be fired in succession, sparks would shoot out from the surface of the trash can, and there would be bangs and bangs.

He quickly retracted, took out the pistol on his waist, took a deep breath and shot back sideways.

Boom, boom, boom...

After firing several shots in a row to suppress the opponent's arrogance, Lin Yue looked to the right side of his body, and found that the person holding the knife and the person holding the steel pipe had already escaped for a distance diagonally across the alley.

He turned his gun and fired two shots, but because it was too dark, he missed the target. Just as he was about to change his position and shoot again, the enemy behind the streetlight in front of him fired a few more shots, forcing him back behind the trash can.

In the end, the two gangsters got into the alley and disappeared, and the people on the other side of the street lamp also followed in the footsteps of their companions to evacuate.

Lin Yue paused behind the trash can for a moment before poking out his upper body with the gun in his hand. After making sure that there was no danger, he stood up slowly, spit on the ground, looked at his numb left arm by the light of the street lamp, and found that there was a lot of blood.

It was really dangerous just now. If the soul hadn't penetrated into Tony, who was very capable of fighting in the plot, the main body would have been killed by the two gangsters long ago.

Crackling...

Tread...

Suddenly hearing a sound behind him, he quickly turned around and pointed his gun at the figure in front of the alley: "Who?"

"Tony?"

It's Ah Xiang's voice!

Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense spirit relaxed: "Axiang, why are you here?"

He closed the gun and put it back on his waist, and walked to where Ah Xiang was standing.

"When I went back to the next room, I heard gunshots in the alley. I was worried that something might happen to you, so I came to have a look."

"You dare to come out even though you know it's a gunshot, don't you want to kill yourself?"

Ah Xiang didn't answer his words, but saw the blood on Lin Yue's left arm through the light coming from the main street, and her expression couldn't help but change: "Are you injured?"

"A little skin trauma, it's okay."

"You said it's okay after bleeding so much, come with me, there are bandages in the upstairs room." Ah Xiang was all focused on the wound, without thinking much, she took Lin Yue's hand and went to her room go.

After a while, the two came upstairs. She cut open the sleeve of the shirt with scissors, wiped around the wound with a tissue, went to the bathroom to rinse the blood and dirt in the middle repeatedly, and then took him to the innermost room Take out the first aid kit.

Iodophor, medical alcohol, erythromycin ointment, absorbent cotton balls, gauze, anti-inflammatory drugs, cold granules...

The family's standing medicines are neatly placed in boxes with white covers and blue backgrounds.

Ah Xiang first used iodophor to disinfect the wound, and then used tweezers to hold a cotton ball dipped in medical alcohol and apply it on the nearby area. Her movements were very gentle, careful and skilled.

hiss……

"Be patient."

"Do you often bandage people's wounds? You are so skilled."

"I went to medical school when I was a teenager, but I gave up not long after, and followed my mother to Bangkok to open a small shop."

"oh."

While helping him apply erythromycin ointment, Ah Xiang asked casually, "What happened just now?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the guy who stole Mr. Yan's gold is hiding among those who came to the bar today."

Ah Xiang was stunned for a moment, but Lin Yue gasped in pain because he couldn't grasp the strength of his hands well.

"Slow down, it hurts."

"I'm sorry, I was distracted." She put the erythromycin ointment back into the first-aid kit, and took out the gauze in the corner: "You mean Mr. Yan has a mole?"