Leak

"You're not him." Gong Zhe drew his blade.

The boy clutched his chest and staggered to the ground. Disbelief filled his face as he died. But strangely, despite his severe injuries, not a single drop of blood spilled from him.

The next second, a gust of wind swept through, and the boy scattered like sand. As the illusion vanished, the black mist surrounding Gong Zhe gradually dissipated as well.

There was no sign of the Judge or the others anywhere nearby.

"Mr. Gong." Officer Wu ran over with his men. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Save the others first," Gong Zhe said.

It was late at night, but the operating room at a military hospital was still a hive of activity. A man covered in dozens of stab wounds lay on the operating table. When they cut open his clothes and saw the honeycomb-like cluster of wounds across his abdomen, even the doctors couldn't help drawing a sharp breath.

For a man so gravely injured to still have even a breath of life left was, in the doctors' eyes, a miracle.

"Doctor, no matter the cost, you must save him!" Officer Wu ordered.

The man was Luo He. In the room next door, Fu Fu was also receiving treatment. One of her legs was badly injured, and a sharp bone spur had pierced her arm.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Fu jolted awake. "No. 3? How is he?" Before losing consciousness, she remembered No. 3 saving her.

"He's... next door." The nurse was startled by her frantic behavior. Who could have guessed that this adorable-looking girl had such strength? She gripped the nurse's wrist as if she meant to crush it.

Ignoring the nurse's protests, Fu Fu yanked out her IV needle and limped outside on