Yang Jianhan's right shoulder and neck were torn open, and the wound extended to about a foot below.
Every breath he took was excruciating pain. Blood clogged his lungs and his body convulsed as if he was suffocating.
Shenwu Yueliang saw that Yang Jianhan had risked his life to kill the monster and reacted immediately. He rushed forward to treat Yang Jianhan's wound.
He used a small knife to clean up the clogged flesh and blood. His slender hands moved quickly as he performed a simple surgery.
Yang Jianhan's life was barely hanging on, but he had lost too much blood. Under such circumstances, a normal human being would have died.
Li Xiaoren could not help and was stunned. He asked, "This is a surgery that only experienced field doctors can perform. Were you in the army?"
Shenwu Yueliang said coldly, "No … Hurry up and help him. He has to stay in this position. Let's bring him back to the wooden hut. I need clean cloth and water. It would be better if we have medicine."
Li Xiaoren quickly lifted Yang Jianhan's leg and the two of them struggled to move him back to the wooden hut.
The wooden hut was filled with dead bodies. Shenwu Yueliang searched for a long time but could not find anything to disinfect. He picked up a gun from the ground and used the gunpowder to disinfect it.
Shenwu Yueliang tried his best to save Yang Jianhan. The whole process was thrilling and Li Xiaoren was shocked.
A few minutes later, Shenwu Yueliang sighed and asked, "Is he cured?"
"No." Shenwu Yueliang shook his head and said, "He will die, but he will live for at least another hour."
Looking at Yang Jianhan's weak and painful appearance, Li Xiaoren said, "If that's the case, why save him? Let him continue to suffer … "
Shenwu Yueliang said, "I don't know … I just can't watch him die like this. I remember someone once told me that as long as there is a breath left, I can't give up."
"You see him as a comrade? You must have been in the army before, right? "
"I said no! I'm the third Tokyo City Prosecutor. I must have learned this from watching TV … "Shen Wu Yueliang said in a serious tone.
Li Xiaoren was speechless. He thought to himself, "How can you learn this from watching TV?"
"Cough cough … Ah!" Yang Jianhan woke up. He could barely breathe. He could not move at all.
Li Xiaoren could not help but say, "Brother, you killed that monster. I owe you my life. Tell me what you want to say."
Yang Jianhan shook his head and stared at the ceiling. He was alone. He had nothing to say...
But at that moment, there was a whistling sound from outside.... as if something was flying..
The next moment, there was a loud bang as a black spike pierced through the window and reached into the small wooden house.
"What! That monster is not dead? Run! "Li Xiaoren picked up a gun and wanted to run from the back door.
However, he soon stopped because he saw the black metal flying in, carrying a man.
It was Mo Yu. There was a bloody hole in his chest that had already stopped bleeding. At this moment, his lips were pale as he lay on the Bastet Metal.
His spiritual energy was clearly enough to control the ownerless Bastet metal, and he relied on it to bring him into the small wooden hut.
"Your heart was pierced, but you actually didn't die!" Li Xiaoren said in shock.
"Ha … It's not the first time … I'm used to it." Mo Yu smiled bitterly.
Mo Yu put himself on the ground. Seeing Yang Jianhan's wound, he asked, "What a powerful technique. Help me treat it too …"
Shenwu Yueliang walked up and treated Mo Yu's wound.
"Your heart is on the right side?" Shenwu Yueliang asked.
"Ah …"
Mo Yu touched the metal and said, "Which one of you is so powerful? You can control the metal and kill that monster. "
Everyone looked at Yang Jianhan. Mo Yu said, "He doesn't look like he can live … What a pity. If he can live until the barrier opens, he will definitely become a big shot in the Blue and White Society."
He saw the scene. Yang Jianhan could use the metal to that extent. He was much better than him.
Suddenly, Yang Jianhan's eyes narrowed. He said with difficulty, "He … is here …"
"Hmm?"
Mo Yu also tried to use his Shenwu Yueliang. But with his pitiful Shenwu Yueliang, he could only see within ten meters.
"How far can you see?"
Yang Jianhan said, "Two hundred meters … He's revived! Unharmed … "
Mo Yu said angrily, "Oh my god! He can revive? Brother! You can't die! Can you still fight? "
Yang Jianhan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Mo Yu helplessly.
Shenwu Yueliang held two guns and said, "Fight him!"
She was about to walk out the door when Yang Jianhan stopped her and said, "Stone tablet …"
"What do you mean?" Because of Yang Jianhan's outstanding performance, Li Xiaoren and Shenwu Yueliang respected him.
"The other stone tablet … Put it in the forest …" Yang Jianhan said with difficulty.
Mo Yu slapped his thigh and said, "Yes! The other stone tablet must be the Iron Triangle Man … Let them fight each other. It might buy us some time. "
"Monsters can fight?" Li Xiaoren was shocked.
"It depends. As long as we stay far away, they can fight. Of course, we have no choice. At most, we'll be killed by the two monsters and die a horrible death … "Mo Yu said.
There was really no other way. Li Xiaoren hurried into the basement and carried the stone tablet up.
The stone tablet was only 30 kilograms. One person could carry it.
"It seems like I'm the only one who's not injured …" Li Xiaoren smiled. He knew that only he could place the stone tablet. Otherwise, he would be the most useless person.
Yang Jianhan coughed violently again. The serious injury made him unable to speak.
Mo Yu said, "You can try to communicate with us using your spiritual power …"
Not long later, Yang Jianhan's voice appeared in everyone's mind, "Li Xiaoren, go put the stone tablet in the forest. The further the better. Don't worry, if the monster comes near you, I'll let you know. "
Li Xiaoren nodded and suppressed the fear in his heart. Because he knew that if he was timid, no one would be able to survive. He had to give it a try.
He carried the stone tablet and entered the forest. Yang Jianhan's voice kept encouraging him in his mind, giving him a sense of security.
After about 100 meters, Yang Jianhan said, "Put down the stone tablet and come back! The monster found you. "
Li Xiaoren hurriedly threw down the stone tablet, turned around and ran.
Abel had indeed been resurrected. However, this time, he did not instinctively kill. Instead, he looked up at the sky and pondered in confusion.
When he realized that Li Xiaoren was approaching, he suddenly jumped down from the tree and dashed towards him.
This speed was many times faster than before.
"Run!" He's right behind you! "Yang Jianhan said anxiously.
Li Xiaoren heard the sound of fighting behind him and did not dare to turn around. He ran with all his might.
Abel was stopped. Suddenly, a man with a triangular head appeared. He was two meters tall, and he was holding a rusty machete. On his head was a triangular iron helmet, which was also covered in rust.
The triangular iron head man grabbed Abel and wanted to behead him.
Abel's hands were empty, and his body was naked. He casually broke a branch and chopped at the triangular iron head man's shoulder with lightning speed. God knows what technique he used, but he actually smashed the muscular triangular iron head man's shoulder into pieces. Then, he consecutively tapped his upper arm, lower arm, and wrist three times in a row. The bones of his entire arm were broken, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground.
Abel pushed the man away and picked up the machete. However, he did not kill him. Instead, he mumbled something.
No one understood the meaning of the words, but they could see that Abel's tone was irritated and very unhappy.
The triangular iron head man did not care what he said. Even if he was seriously injured, he still wanted to behead Abel. He pounced with one arm and was about to strangle Abel's neck.
Abel said another two or three words with a face full of annoyance.
Deftly twisting away from the attack, he used the triangular head's broadsword to slash at an extremely fast speed. Lifting heavy weights as if they were light, he chopped the triangular head man into pieces as if he was chopping vegetables.
The last machete hit the huge triangular iron helmet, and there was a clang!
The blade cracked and broke into two.
At this point, the triangular iron head man was chopped to death by Abel. Only his head was left intact.
Abel covered his forehead with one hand, and his manic intent weakened slightly. He threw away the broken machete with his other hand and continued to walk towards the small wooden house.
Yang Jianhan used his spiritual force to sense this, and for a moment, the small wooden house was dead silent.
Mo Yu growled, "It's useless! The two monsters are not on the same level at all! "
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