A black doctor from a certain American comic

Murphy examined Blake carefully and said, "There are no fractures, but there may be a slight fracture."

"But didn't I hear your brother say that you led the enemy away for him? Why are you being suppressed here?"

"Someone was indeed chasing me. I ran away here randomly, and then..." Blake pointed to the towering piles of reinforced concrete next to him, and said, "He was crushed to death right next to me. I escaped in time because I had to dodge." One life.”

When she heard Murphy talking about her brother, she quickly asked, "How is Henry?"

"He has been found by your parents. He is protected by his side. We divided into two teams and came here specifically to find you." Murphy said.

Murphy put down Blake's rolled-up trousers, "We have to leave quickly, the fire is spreading more and more."

"But I can't move my legs now, otherwise the pain will be too severe." Blake said helplessly.

"I'll carry you!"

At this time, Blake also knew that he couldn't be pretentious, so he thanked Murphy and climbed onto Murphy's back without hesitation, holding his hands tightly around his neck to prevent him from falling.

Because Murphy was still holding the Thompson submachine gun with one hand at this time to prevent encountering enemies, he could only hold Blake's thigh with one hand.

I have to say that Murphy felt quite happy at this moment, because this girl's mind was really one of the most disgusting women he had ever met...

When two people's bodies touch each other...

"Da da!"

When Murphy was carrying Blake through the corridor, a robber with a gun appeared at the door of the corridor, but before he could see the situation clearly, the oncoming bullets sent him to hell. .

Just kidding, with Mo Fei's current reaction speed and dynamic vision, these ordinary robbers have no ability to compete.

"Crack!"

Murphy suddenly realized that there were no bullets in the submachine gun, so he raised his gun and killed the robber in front of him, dropped the gun, and continued to move forward.

At a corner, Murphy was holding Blake on his back, leaning against the wall.

The next second, two robbers rushed out.

Murphy's eyes were sharp, and the veins in his arms swelled, like a dragon emerging from its hole, like a spear stabbing hard, hitting the second robber at the tip of his throat, breaking his throat, then twisting his waist, turning half in half , a fierce kick kicked the first robber out, and he hit the wall. A large mouthful of blood spurted out. His internal organs were shattered by Mo Fei, and he couldn't survive.

Afterwards, Murphy picked up an Uzi submachine gun dropped by the two robbers.

It's more convenient to kill with a gun.

"No wonder you said you were my dad's colleague. You are even more powerful than my dad!" Blake was always on Murphy's back. Of course he saw every move of Murphy, whether it was the speed at which Murphy killed people with his gun. , or the speed of killing people with fists and kicks, in Blake's opinion, they are almost the perfection of art, so amazing.

There was a big living person like himself on his back, but it didn't affect his movements at all.

"It's just so-so. I just practiced a little more, so it's no big deal." Murphy said modestly.

"When I first saw you, I thought you were..."

"Weak chicken, right?"

"It's not that serious..." Blake stuck out his tongue.

Because compared with the bald Hobbes and the bald Dominic, Murphy's figure is much thinner. He has a small frame and a slender figure. In the case of comparison, I am afraid no one will think that he is so powerful. .

"So now you know? People can't be judged by their looks, and sea water can't be measured." Murphy said shamelessly, "A handsome man doesn't necessarily have to be powerful!"

"Tch!" Blake made a face and said, "Where can anyone brag about themselves like this?"

While carrying Blake on his back, Murphy walked out slowly and quickly. He held the Uzi he had just picked up slightly flat, pulled the trigger, and fired horizontally from left to right.

"Da da da da da!"

A series of bullets brought up several bloody flowers.

When Murphy stopped, all the robbers had fallen to the ground dead.