Mo Ling fell into Zhuang Hong's arms with a pale face.

At this time, her expression was painful, her whole body was sweating, and blood was seeping out from the wound on her left shoulder. Zhuang Hong couldn't stop it even though he pressed her down, because the bullet pierced her shoulder, and there were bloody holes on the front and back.

Fortunately, the artery was not injured, and the position of the shoulder was not fatal. It was not fatal, but the pain was really painful, and it would definitely become infected over time.

However, there was no chance to send him to the hospital at this time. Everyone present at the bereavement meeting had already been hijacked.

And the current situation is more dangerous than hijacking.

There were three robbers in total, but only two of them wanted money. The remaining one, the man who shot and wounded Mo Ling, wanted their lives, including, of course, his own.

This man named Lao Li was obviously mentally disturbed. While his accomplices were searching for money, he sat in front of everyone with penetrating eyes, pointing the gun at them, and then told his story.

In his own words, he was also a poor man who lost his loved ones.

But the reason for this consequence was that he drove drunk, causing his wife and child to die on the spot, and he himself also injured his internal organs in the accident.

According to current technology, artificial internal organs can be rationally created in minutes, and the effect is even better than the original ones.

But perhaps it was because of his strong self-blame for the accident that he wasted his life and did not seriously train for complete rehabilitation. His body actually became repellent to artificial organs.

After missing the check-up for a long time, his body was almost useless. When he was discovered, not only was his immunity almost gone, but he also had several late-stage cancers in his body.

After asking, I found out that he was drinking and smoking during this period and didn't take his body seriously at all.

Now he has less than two or three months left to live, and he has given up. But as time dwindles, he begins to feel lonely again.

As his spirit gradually collapsed, Lao Li thought of one thing. Maybe he could not go alone and bring a group of people with the same disease to accompany him.

By coincidence, two of his brothers, who were addicted to gambling and had a lot of debt, wanted to do something for him before he left, so they hit it off and planned the kidnapping.

Let Lao Li join the bereaved party as a bereaved person, and then hijack all the stolen money and give it to the two brothers, while he himself takes all the blame and drags a group of people to die together.

When describing his own experience, he still asked with a look of relief: "You should understand me, right? What's the point of living in the world when everyone around you has left? But you are all alone, It’s too pitiful for me to be alone after death, so we all form a companion, after all, we are all suffering from the same problem.”

"Bah! Who has the same problem as you!"

After Zhuang Hong heard what happened to him, not only did he not feel the slightest sympathy, but he became even more disgusted.

"From the beginning to the end, the only thing that is pitiful is your dead wife and child. You are just a piece of trash who is irresponsible to others and yourself from beginning to end!"

"You! What did you say!"

The enraged Lao Li rushed forward and put the muzzle of the gun to her head, breathing heavily as if he was about to pull the trigger at the next moment.

Although Zhuang Hong's eyes did not flinch, his body was already trembling.

"What are you doing?" One of his brothers rushed over and pushed Lao Li away. "This woman hasn't taken her money yet. Why are you anxious? It will be done in a while. Once the bomb explodes, all worries will be gone."

As soon as they heard about the bomb, the already gloomy people at the scene became even more desperate.

Lao Li's eyes were pulled away, but he still stared at Zhuang Hong with red eyes. This woman had seriously hurt his self-esteem. He had already realized this. Why did he call him trash?He was very angry.

"Hey, woman, be wise and transfer all your money to this account. Don't end up suffering like this one in your arms before you die."

Another person held a gun against her, but when Zhuang Hong realized that she was dead inside and outside, she didn't buy his account.

"Either way, it's a life-and-death situation. It doesn't cost you money, it costs you your life."

Mo Ling opened her eyes slightly and tried desperately to pull her: "Sister Hong..., don't..."

Although she behaves very weakly in private, especially after the death of her husband and child, Zhuang Hong is actually a well-known strong woman in the business world, and she is also powerful when she has a hot temper.

The man in front of her was so startled by her momentum that he subconsciously took a step back, and when he realized it, he suddenly became angry.

"I'm going to let you fucking pretend! I'm going to open a few eyes on you right now!"

As she spoke, she pointed the gun at her thigh. Zhuang Hong's lips trembled and she closed her eyes tightly. She was not afraid, but she didn't want to bow to these scum. She was even more afraid of what the dead child would do to her. She was disappointed.

At this critical moment, a ball-shaped object bounced over and hit the man in the face, interrupting his behavior.

"Oh, let me go, what is this? Who smashed it?"

Zhuang Hong opened her eyes subconsciously, only to see an elf the size of a table tennis ball falling in front of her and shaking violently.

"Jenny Turtle?"

When the riot first broke out, Zhuang Hongguang rushed to pick up Mo Ling who fell down, but the bag in his hand was knocked out.

Looking at the elf ball that suddenly appeared, she didn't know that it was Squirtle who heard the noise outside and rushed to save her.

"On the contrary! You all want to die early, right? Okay! I will make sure that none of you die easily, starting with this woman."

The man strode over, his gun raised again.

Zhuang Hong recalled the knowledge about Pokémon that he had crammed in yesterday, so he picked up the Pokémon balls one after another and pressed the buttons on them.

The Poke Ball, which was originally the size of a ping pong, magically transformed into the size of an apple.

"Squirtle! Please!"

"bump!"

Amidst the screams of the crowd, gunfire rang out.

But almost at the same time, the elf ball opened, and a spinning figure flew out of the light ball.

Not only did it easily deflect the oncoming bullets, but it also crashed into the opponent's belly.

"Ugh!! Oh!"

With a scream, the man was knocked out and smashed a table heavily.

This sudden change shocked everyone present, and everyone's eyes were focused on the rotating thing.

After hitting the person, it rebounded and returned to Zhuang Hong. Its head, tail and limbs stretched out from the shell. It turned out to be a large and scary blue-skinned turtle, and it was still standing.

"Jenny Jenney!"

Zhuang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on his face.

"What the hell is this!"

Another brother of Lao Li was so frightened that he was about to shoot on the spot, but at this moment, a white shadow rushed in from the window.

"Ab!"

With a flash of edge, the gun in his hand was cut off directly.

"Ugh!!! What is that?"

A cat-shaped creature with white fur and black face appeared in front of him. He shook his bangs elegantly, and the sickle horn on the side of his head flashed with a sharp edge.

Just now, it was using this horn to easily cut off the opponent's gun.

Almost instantly, Zhuang Hong realized that this creature must also be a Pokémon.Could it be that the boss is here?

"Jenny!"

Squirtle's voice sounded, and she noticed that Lao Li had opened his clothes, and there was indeed a bomb tied inside.

At the same time, after hearing Squirtle's voice, she felt an inexplicable sense of connection in her heart.

Recalling the contents of the elf manual and what her boss had said, she suddenly realized something.

"Squirtle! Use the water gun!"

"Squirtle."

The corners of Gui Aotian's mouth raised high, his small mouth bulged, and he sprayed out a high-pressure torrent, hitting Old Li's chest.

He, who was already weak, was sprayed and vomited blood on the spot, and flew backwards.

The two brothers fell to the ground. The man whose pistol was cut off did not dare to stay any longer and ran away.

"Police! Don't move!"

Hua Yang rushed in with an empty car. They saw what happened from a distance outside the window, so they revealed their identities as soon as they entered, but unfortunately they did not call the man.

Song Min, who was sitting in the back, opened her clothes and exposed her little head.

"Want to run away? Unicorn! Use the power grid for me!"

"beep beep~"

A wire net rushed over and tied up the man in an instant. Not only that, electric current surged through the silk net visible to the naked eye, turning the man into a ghost.

"Hehe, you are worthy of my treasure, well done!"

"Beep~beep~"

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