The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

When the two men saw that it was a woman, her left hand was still shaking, they subconsciously thought that she was powerless and did not take her seriously at all.

They chuckled in unison, raised their guns and stepped closer to her.

Song Huiyi glanced at the gun at hand.

The person walked up to her, and his shoes almost touched hers. Without hesitation, she raised her right hand and threw the dart out, hitting the person directly in the chest.

The person next to him fell to the ground, and the other man reacted in shock, and immediately shot to kill him.

The gun was pointed at her.

At the critical moment, Song Huiyi bit the flesh of her cheek with her teeth. She endured the intense pain and raised the gun at hand. She fired without hesitation!

The other party also pulled the trigger.

Song Huiyi couldn't avoid it.

Her left hand was shaking crazily, and the powerful recoil from the shot made her whole arm sore, and she could no longer use it to support anything.

She closed her eyes.

A powerful impact suddenly knocked her away, and she was instantly shrouded in shadow and slid back.

A bang exploded in her ears.

Her whole body ached, especially her wrists and back.

"Huiyi!" Shen Yuqing called her from the side.

She opened her eyes and saw him looking at her nervously.

Before the two of them could say anything else, Shen Yuqing picked up the two guns scattered on the ground, threw one neatly to Bai Su beside him, and killed the approaching enemy with his backhand.

After running out of guns, they held knives in both hands and directly dealt with the enemies present at close range.

There was a commotion at the gate again.

"It's one of our own!" Tan Shaoyuan, who was left to protect Song Huiyi, took a look and said excitedly, "Miss Song, don't worry, the young marshal will be fine!"

Song Huiyi hummed.

She has no strength.

The gunfight lasted for a long time.

As soon as Shen Yuqing's soldiers arrived, within a few minutes, all the enemies present were wiped out.

A few were left alive and brought directly to the military government.

When his own people arrived, Shen Yuqing threw away the knife in his hand, picked up Song Huiyi who was leaning on the pillar, walked through the blood-stained ballroom, and ran quickly towards the main entrance.

Another group of people came from a distance.

Tan Shaoyuan, who was following Shen Yuqing, took a look: "Young Marshal, he is from the Qinggang!"

The leader was none other than Song Mingli.

There was a lot of commotion in Metropolis, and the Green Gang also received the news.

When Song Mingli saw Song Huiyi in Shen Yuqing's arms, his face turned pale and he ran over quickly.

"What's wrong? Where are you injured?" Song Mingli was anxious to check.

"There is no injury on the body, but the left wrist is injured!"

Shen Yuqing didn't have time to talk to him, so she hurriedly pushed him away, "Mr. Xu!"

Dr. Xu was standing guard next to the car. When he saw him running over, he quickly followed his car and got into the passenger seat and drove towards his residence.

Bai Su became the driver and Tan Shaoyuan stayed.

"Young Master Song, please rest assured, the young marshal will take good care of Miss Song." He and Song Mingli said, "There are more than just Hongmen people inside."

Song Mingli's voice sank: "Who else?"

"They came to Metropolis and cooperated with Hongmen. They should be the group of people who are chasing Master Jiu." He said, "I just saw them walking towards the back door."

"Go and have a look!" Song Mingli made a quick decision and directly recruited people to go to the back door.

After getting in the car, Song Huiyi relaxed.

She clenched her cheeks after the shot just now, and her mouth was filled with the smell of blood and rust.

The recoil of the gun intensified the pain in her wrist. Tears had been in her eyes for a long time, and now she could finally let them roll away.

Shen Yuqing sat next to her.

Looking at her, her face was filled with distress: "Huiyi, I'm sorry!"

He was used to being informal, but now he was cautious when he raised his hand to touch her. He pinched her left wrist gently and slowly, feeling the relaxation of her wrist.

With just a slight touch, Song Huiyi groaned in pain.

Broken bone or cracked bone?

He was filled with grief when he thought of the shot she had reluctantly fired!

He hugged her, but didn't dare to use force. He rubbed his chin on her forehead: "Hui Yi!"

"Young Marshal, you are injured!" Doctor Xu looked back from the passenger side and saw the wound on his back.

The hole was so dark that it looked like a gunshot wound.

The iron-gray suit he was wearing had a large area of ​​his back soaked with blood from the wound.

"It's okay, it's a small injury!" He didn't care.

His hand fell on her cheek, and his fingertips stroked her face. Looking at her face that was paler than usual, his eyes were inexplicably sore.

"Idiot!" Shen Yuqing scolded her softly.

Your hands are like this, why are you running down here?

Don’t you know that the people below have weapons in their hands?

"Shen Yuqing, you are so heartless."

Song Huiyi still closed his eyes and said weakly, "I will give you a gun and kill a few people who want your life for you. The first thing you say when you open your mouth is a bastard."

Her whole body ached and she spoke slowly.

I wanted to scold him a few times as vigorously as usual, but I didn't have the energy.

"I was wrong, Huiyi!"

Shen Yuqing came over, kissed her lips, and rubbed them carefully, "Next time you encounter danger, just run away, you will almost die!"

"You are here, I have infected you and you will die." She said.

Then he said, "I'm a little tired and don't want to talk anymore."

She really didn't want to use any extra effort.

The car drove very fast and soon returned to the house on Wenxi Road.

The residence here was already surrounded by officers on three floors inside and three outside. Seeing Shen Yuqing get out of the car, they immediately opened the iron door with twigs and let them in.

Doctor Xu trotted behind Shen Yuqing.

In the foreign-style building, there were three military doctors standing ready.

"Go and look at her hands!" Shen Yuqing said.

Two military doctors hurriedly went to check Song Huiyi, and the other two military doctors carried medicine boxes to check Shen Yuqing's wounds.

He waved them away and roared angrily: "Don't you understand? Go check her hands!"

"Young Marshal, you've lost so much blood, you need to treat the wound as soon as possible!" The military doctor persuaded from the side, with a worried look on his face.

If you continue to bleed like this, your life will be lost!

Shen Yuqing ignored them.

Song Huiyi was not unconscious, but just closed her eyes to rest. She heard them talking.

She said: "Asshole, my hands are like this and I still expect you to take care of me. It's your business to save your life, don't force me to take care of you in turn."

Shen Yuqing immediately surrendered.

However, he moved a bench and sat next to Song Huiyi, while the military doctor helped him check the wound and remove the bullet inside.

He was in good physical condition and remained silent.

He stared at the military doctor who examined Song Huiyi. Whenever Song Huiyi groaned in pain or even frowned, he would frown in annoyance.

"Be gentle! Don't hurt her!" He warned sternly.

"Young Marshal, Miss Song has some bone fractures. If the dislocated bones are not reset, she will not be cured even if she rests."

The military doctor was trembling, "The pain now is only temporary. If the bones cannot be restored, the pain will last a lifetime. You may not be able to lift heavy objects with your hands."

"Then hurry up!" Shen Yuqing really stopped talking.

He changed his approach, pacing back and forth.

He was impatient, his steps were long, and his movements were loud.

"Shen Yuqing, please calm down."

Song Huiyi tried his best to hold up his eyelids, "Really, you left me with a headache."