After missing a single shot, Zong Ren decisively gave up the idea of continuing to shoot.
Judging from Yu Sheng's performance just now, even if he fires empty bullets, he may not be able to hurt him.
This person's sensitivity to life crises is simply outrageous to a certain extent.
But the moment he put away his gun and turned around...
There was another gunshot.
Only this time, it wasn't him who fired the shot.
Zong Ren suddenly felt a severe pain in his calf, and he staggered to the ground, but after rolling around, he stood up again.
Even though there was constant severe pain in his legs, he seemed not to notice it and continued to run crazily.
The bullet head kept rubbing in his Muscles, and blood flowed down his leg.
Yu Sheng is still falling behind, muttering to himself.
"Sure enough, I only trained my combat awareness, not my crisis response."
"Then in Inner City, the survival rate should be less than 50%..."
In the following time, Yu Sheng pursued Yu Sheng less urgently than before, just to ensure that Zong Ren was always in his sight.
Of course, we also took action twice during this period to adjust the direction of Zong Ren's escape.
Finally...
Entrenching Tool stood in front of Zong Ren.
When Zong Ren raised his head blankly and looked into the distance, Shi Guang was already standing in front of him at some point.
Behind Shi Guang, there was another Young Man who was similar in age to him and was sitting on Wheelchair, looking at him with a smile.
"Zong Ren?"
Yu Mo looked at Zong Ren, smiled and spoke.
There was struggle in Zong Ren's eyes, and there was a fierce light several times, but after noticing Yu Sheng already standing behind him, and Shi Guang in front of him with an expression similar to Yu Sheng, he finally gave up his struggle.
"It's me."
"Are you Yu Mo?"
Zong Ren casually threw Dagger and the firearm in his hand on the ground, raised his hands, turned around in a circle, and then sat on the ground completely undefended.
"Do you have tweezers?"
He looked at Yu Sheng and asked.
"No."
Yu Sheng replied seriously and stood still.
Zong Ren picked up Dagger on the ground and wiped it carefully with his clothes. "What about Lighter?"
"Yes."
Yu Sheng nodded.
Then, there is no more.
The air is somewhat silent.
"Can you lend it to me?"
Zong Ren took a deep breath. At this time, the flesh and blood of the leg that was shot had become blurred due to the wounds being torn continuously while escaping.
His face was pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his voice was trembling a little, but he was trying to stay calm.
"No borrowing."
Yu Sheng shook his head.
The air became silent again.
Zong Ren's hand holding Dagger trembled violently.
He took a deep breath, barely keeping his emotions calm, wiped Dagger carefully with his clothes again, and then inserted it into the wound.
For a time, the speed of blood flow increased a bit.
Zong Ren Muscles's face was trembling, but there was a bit of fierceness in his eyes as he forcefully dug out the bullet head.
Zong Ren took a breath of air, weakly threw away Dagger, leaned against the wall, rested for about half a minute, then picked a relatively clean spot on the clothes, tore them open, and wrapped them around his legs.
The blood quickly dyed the cloth red.
"If you use a cloth, the blood will coagulate and the cloth will stick to the meat and you won't be able to pull it off."
"Wear a bandage."
Shi Guang kindly reminds you.
Zong Ren raised his head hard and looked at Shi Guang: "Then... can you give me some Gauze?"
"Can't."
Shi Guang shook his head silently.
Second critical hit.
However, in just two minutes, Zong Ren's mood changed several times.
Yu Mo did not interrupt Zong Ren's self-treatment, but watched with interest.
"Eh."
"How cruel."
"As expected of someone who was able to survive after Evil Cult fell."
"It took me a lot of time to check your file."
"I'm not even sure whether you will actually come Sin City."
Yu Mo looked at Zong Ren with eyes filled with wonder.
"Please give that leg another shot, thank you."
As the voice fell, Yu Mo looked at Yu Sheng on the side and said with a smile.
"Oh."
Yu Sheng raised his hand and shot down.
The sound of gunshots echoed in the quiet streets.
Zong Ren made a muffled sound and blood flowed from his leg.
"I said hit the good leg."
"It's not about putting another shot in the injured leg."
"My previous expression should be fine..."
Yu Mo raised his head in confusion and glanced at Yu Sheng.
But Yu Sheng shook his head. "You are talking about giving another shot. Only the same leg can be used... again."
"If it's the other leg, please give that leg a shot as well."
Yu Sheng looked at Yu Mo and discussed it seriously.
"Well..."
"It seems to make sense."
"Then please give me a shot in the other leg."
"Oh, two shots."
"Otherwise it's asymmetrical."
Yu Mo looked at the two gun holes on Zong Ren's legs and spoke thoughtfully.
The moment he finished speaking, two gunshots rang out.
At this time, Zong Ren didn't even have the strength to groan. He was leaning against the wall, his body constantly trembling.
But his eyes still tried hard to remain calm, staring at Yu Mo.
On the surrounding streets, several figures appeared, peeping here, but when they saw Yu Sheng's face through the moonlight, they retracted their heads decisively.
"You..."
"You're not going to kill me..."
"This kind of pain has no effect on me... on me..."
"There's no need to..."
Zong Ren kept breathing heavily, but this time he no longer dealt with the wound, but turned his head hard and looked at Yu Sheng: "Do you still want to... fight?"
"After the fight... I'll deal with it together..."
Yu Sheng looked at Yu Mo silently.
Yu Mo thought for a while and shook his head, "Let's deal with it first."
"Let's talk after it's done."
After saying that, Yu Mo just leaned on Wheelchair, quietly admiring it.
It's a repetitive process again.
At this time, Zong Ren had completely lost his strength, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. He leaned against the wall, his eyelids were weak, but he always tried hard not to fall asleep.
"Can... can we start chatting... are you ready?"
He stared at Yu Mo and asked.
"No rush."
"Rest for a while first."
"You look in pain. Chatting with you at this time is too torture."
"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
After saying that, Yu Mo just raised his head and looked at the sky. "It's a pity that the moon is not round tonight."