The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Xiao An was very sensitive and noticed Fuji Mikako's satisfied look. Without any special expression, he turned around and saw Jian Xingzhi standing beside him, and his face stiffened a little.

This guy is really bold.

Thinking of the bullets flying around in the banquet hall under the cover of smoke bombs, Xiao An was sweating profusely. It was really too risky. If there was any mistake, his good life would end early.

I don't know where Jian Xingzhi found the sharpshooter. He was just in charge of counting the number of people sent to the hospital. This wave of attacks finally completed the annual task, without a single miss. This killer has a good eye and great marksmanship. He even wanted to ask him for help.

Shen Wenjiao: Thanks again to the gift left to her by Wenhao System's golden finger. With good eyesight and good shooting skills, it is so easy to complete the task~

Shen Wenjiao was helping Jian Xingzhi out with some difficulty, and her tearful eyes made her look very pitiful. Their hair was messy, and their bodies looked messy from rolling around. The only good thing was Jian Xingzhi's scarf, which was now acting as an emergency bandage, tightly wrapped around Jian Xingzhi's wound.

When Shen Wenjiao passed by Fuji Mikako who was scanning the entire audience with sharp eyes at the door, she felt secretly sorry in her heart and shed some crocodile tears.

People with different ideals cannot work together. Shen Wenjiao thought of the bullet that just brushed past her feet, and the other party's madness of not being afraid of accidentally hurting others, and she felt a chill in her heart.

This was the Fuji Mikako who used to braid her hair! God knows the blood on her hands now was much worse than hers.

Yes, Shen Wenjiao has killed people time and time again, and sometimes she is a little numb. Although she knows that she kills people who should be killed in most cases, the feeling of having blood on her hands is still not very good.

And this time Shen Wenjiao shot him at Jian Xingzhi's request. If her hands had shaken by accident, it would have been a disaster~

"Jiaojiao, I'm sorry. I've made you go through this again." Mikako Fuji said in a low voice as they passed by each other.

When Fuji Mikako said this, she didn't pay much attention to Jian Xingzhi who was supported by Shen Wenjiao. She just glanced at him casually. He was just a surgeon who was said to be somewhat capable. She didn't think highly of him for the time being.

"Well, Sister Mikako, you go ahead and get busy~" Shen Wenjiao's answer with a hint of tears in her voice did not arouse any suspicion from Fuji Mikako, whose attention was mostly focused on the chaotic banquet hall at the moment.

In fact, when Fuji Mikako called Shen Wenjiao, she almost jumped up. It was the injured Jian Xingzhi who pinched her hand that made Shen Wenjiao calm down a lot.

You have to know that what was covered by Jian Xingzhi's scarf was not only his wound, but also the gun that Shen Wenjiao used this time! In other words, Shen Wenjiao and Jian Xingzhi were taking the used gun away right under Fuji Mikako's nose.

Arriving at the hospital where Jian Xingzhi worked, it was his own territory, and there was another flurry of activity. When Jian Xingzhi finished the operation and lay alone in his ward, Shen Wenjiao was once again scolded by her mother by the ear.

"I think you should stay at home obediently next time and go to fewer parties. This has happened for the nth time. Jiaojiao, if something really happens to you, how will your mother live in the future?" Ms. Feng Ya's eyes turned red as she spoke. At this moment, she was really grateful to Jian Xingzhi for protecting her daughter from being injured.

"Mom, I don't want to do that either! Will I be safe if I hide at home all day? Wasn't someone beaten to death the day before yesterday on the street where your shop is? The world is like this now, we can't just keep hiding." Shen Wenjiao spoke the last sentence very softly, for fear that her mother would hear it and nag her again.

"Mother Feng, please make me some millet porridge without adding anything. There's no one else at Brother Jian's house, so I need to go take care of him for a few days."

After all, Jian Xingzhi's injury was partly due to his daughter, so Ms. Feng Ya and Feng Ma were extremely grateful to him at this moment. They not only helped him prepare some food and drinks, but also helped him pack some daily necessities that he would need.

If the hospital's inpatients were not under surveillance by Japanese military police, making it inconvenient for too many people to visit, Ms. Feng Ya would have wanted to take care of Jian Xingzhi directly until he was discharged.

When Shen Wenjiao arrived at the door of Jian Xingzhi's ward with a lot of things, a large group of people came to the hospital's inpatient department.

"What's going on?" Shen Wenjiao threw the things into Jian Xingzhi's ward, and then, under Jian Xingzhi's speechless gaze, she quickly went out and started talking to the patrolling soldiers at the other end of the corridor.

"Excuse me, where did this come from?" Shen Wenjiao looked around a few times. At this time, people in the ward also came out to inquire about the news out of concern.

The patrol soldier was just a teenager, not too old, and he became a puppet soldier to help the Japanese just to make a living. He knew that those who could live in this ward were not simple people.

He answered Shen Wenjiao's question very politely.

"This incident has become a big deal. I just went to check it out. My brother is in charge of patrolling there. I heard that someone broke into the interrogation room of Section 79 and rescued several people and left."

He curled his lips in disdain. He didn't know how many of them would survive even if they were rescued. He heard from his brothers that few people who entered the 79th Hospital could come out in one piece. Even he knew that all hospitals in Shanghai were under surveillance.

Even if this person is rescued, without medicine or doctors, he probably has little chance of survival.

"It's going to be busy again recently~ Hehe~ Actually, it's not bad for me to be in charge of patrolling in the hospital. If nothing else, at least it's safe!"

Shen Wenjiao nodded involuntarily to this point. That is, even if we have to blow up the hospital, it would be more cost-effective to go to the Japanese hospital, right?

There were many people injured at Fuji Mikako's banquet this time. Some of them were arranged to go to the Japanese own hospital, and the others were treated in the hospital where Jian Xingzhi worked.

The question is, this hospital is relatively close.

Shen Wenjiao returned to Jian Xingzhi's ward in a good mood, and saw Dr. Jian, who was supposed to be lying on the bed resting, drinking porridge every second!

"You just finished the surgery and the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet! Can you drink porridge already?" Shen Wenjiao looked at Jian Xingzhi who had already changed his clothes. This was too hard work!

"I didn't use any anesthesia. I already knew how serious the injury could be. There's nothing for you to do here. Go back and get some rest! It's almost the second half of the night. Girls, please be careful when you go out." Jian Xingzhi said a few words and then slurped the warm millet porridge.

Alas, I cooked it too hastily. It's not cooked enough yet! Never mind. It's good to have something hot to eat. Don't be picky.