Just after running out for two steps, Fang Buwei felt a chill on his leg, as if he had been stabbed with a needle, and then a severe pain came, and he knew he had been shot.

Before falling, he pushed Guan Jingyan with his body inertia: "Go quickly..."

Guan Jingyan staggered, and a bullet flew past his ears, hitting the corner of the wall and shattered, pounced on him on his head and face.

Guan Jingyan fell into the alley and sat on the wall. Bullets hit the corner of the wall, and the broken gravel flew around.

Feeling the burning pain in his ears, Guan Jingyan touched them and his hands were covered with blood.

"Go away!" Fang Buwei shouted violently, curled up one of his legs and crawled towards the back of the car.

Seeing Fang Buwei taking out a grenade from his arms and about to bite off the latch, a trace of sadness flashed across Guan Jingyan's face, he nodded heavily, and then plunged into the alley.

Fang Buwei squatted up halfway with his legs bent and threw the grenade out with all his might.

A "bang" sounded, and the gunshots on the opposite side were silent for less than two seconds, and then they rang again. Xu Jintao and Lin Zhicheng were still fighting back, and Lin Zhicheng was also shot on the shoulder.

"No, the other party has support, there is not enough bullets..." Lin Zhicheng squatted down and changed the magazine, and the other party shouted without asking.

I'm afraid I can't run away this time. Fang Buwei gritted his teeth and shot two shots along the window in the car window, but he had no bullets.

Just as he was about to change the magazine, he suddenly saw a black dot flying over.

"Grenade..." Fang Buwei exclaimed.

Xu Jintao and Lin Zhicheng rushed out at the same time, but Fang Buwei couldn't run and had no time to run. He supported the car with both hands and rolled out two times.

The grenade hit the wall and bounced back.

"Bang!" A wave of air lifted Fang Buwei up, which was two meters high. When it fell, Fang Buwei's head slammed heavily on the body of the Buick car.

There was no cover around, and the entrance of the alley was the key firepower area for the other party, and only the car could barely be counted as a cover. Xu Jintao and Lin Zhicheng rolled and crawled and hid.

Xu Jintao also took out a grenade, pulled out the latch, glanced out, and threw it out.

"But, how are you?" Lin Zhicheng kicked Fang Buwei with his feet facing down.

"Bah..." Fang Buwei spitted a mouthful of the soil in his mouth, and knelt with his hands on his knees, shaking his bleeding head with force.

Not for who it is?

Also, I was obviously hit by a chest, so why did my head hurt so much, and my legs...

When he raised his head and saw the scene in front of him, his eyes were almost glaring out.

He led his team to arrest the serious criminal, forced the vehicle to stop, and was shot in the chest while attacking...

But why did two young men in Zhongshan suits appear in front of me? They were holding pistols in their hands and kept shooting at the opposite side along the broken glass window.

Looking at the car again, it is a classic car from the retro era. If you want to meet, you have to go to the museum.

Your sister, where did I hit me with one shot?

"No, are you okay..." Xu Jintao turned around and shouted in surprise when he saw Fang Buwei who was half kneeling.

The smile on his face just gathered, and with a "bang!", Xu Jintao's avatar was exploded like a watermelon. A red and white thing flew to Fang Buwei's face.

Damn, who are these people?

"Jin Tao..." Lin Zhicheng roared, stood up, and fired several shots at the opposite side. Two "cracks" sounds, and the pistol has no bullets.

Hearing the other side shouting a few Japanese whispers, and then another sound of footsteps, the gunman knew that there were no bullets here and wanted to rush up and capture them alive.

"It's time to sacrifice yourself for the revolution..." Lin Zhicheng threw away his gun, took out his grenade, pulled out his latch, his eyes were filled with tears, and his face was full of generosity and tragic.

Dedicated to your sister... Even if you want to die with the enemy, you have to wait for the enemy to rush forward before pulling...

Looking at the grenade that was emitting white smoke, Fang Buwei was scared and sweated coldly, and rushed over with all his strength: "You idiot, throw it out..."

The grenade was knocked away and Lin Zhicheng was knocked to the ground by Fang Buwei.

The grenade hit the wall, and with a "bang!", a cloud of dust exploded. A piece of blue brick wall near the roof was broken by the grenade and fell down, hitting Fang Buwei's head. Fang Buwei rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Beep...beep..." A series of harsh whistles came out of the alley, and then a team of police officers in black uniforms rushed out.

The police raised their guns and shot at the opposite side. Seeing that the situation was going to go, the gunmen on the opposite side ran away with their slightly injured accomplices. Those who were seriously injured could not be taken away, and they were killed directly.

"No, no, no, no..." Lin Zhicheng paved the bricks on his face, sat up, and patted Fang Buwei's face hard. Fang Buwei's face was covered in blood. Fang Buwei had no reaction at all.

...

Two days later, Shanghai Red Cross Hospital.

Fang Buwei was lying on the hospital bed with gauze wrapped around his head. Chen Haoqiu and Yang Ding'an stood beside the bed. Lin Zhicheng was standing on the other side.

Lin Zhicheng looked back at Fang Buwei, and regretted it as if it was a knife. He was too impulsive at that time, and he didn't expect the police room to arrive so quickly.

If Fang Buwei hadn't killed the grenade, he would have become a broken corpse now.

"Ask the doctor if he can wake up?" Chen Haoqiu asked Yang Ding'an

"The bearded foreigner said that Fang Buwei suffered two heavy blows on the head. It is God's blessing to survive..." Yang Ding'an replied in the tone of the doctor.

The Central Commission for the National Military Commission just asked the main personnel of the Secret Service station in Shanghai, and was assassinated by the Japanese. Now everyone from top to bottom of the Shanghai station is in danger.

Although Fang Buwei was just a team leader in the headquarters of the Secret Service, he heard that Guan Jingyan was very serious. If something happened to this kid, Chen Haoqiu would be even more polite.

Chen Haoqiu frowned, pondered for a long time before sighing and saying, "Send it back to Nanjing overnight!"

...

After returning to Nanjing, Lin Zhicheng and Fang Buwei were arranged to be admitted to the Central Hospital. Guan Jingyan personally contacted the Ministry of Health and asked the other party not to provide full treatment, but even the German doctor of medicine was helpless and could only leave it to fate.

...

"Drip, the brain waves are chaotic and abnormal, and the energy cannot be collected..."

...

"Drip, the brain waves are chaotic and abnormal, and the energy cannot be collected..."

A voice rang in his mind over and over again. Countless fragments filled Fang Buwei's brain, and he felt like his brain was about to break open.

Fang Buwei wanted to grab every piece of flying fragment, but it was always futile.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be pressed on a huge rock.
Chapter completed!