Mecha Star Wars.

"Get out of the way!" A roar came from behind the crowd.

Everyone got out of the way, and when they found Le Zheng Yuanqing with an angry look on his face, they all hurriedly moved away.

Lezheng Yuanqing saw Lin Fan's miserable condition clearly at a glance, and his already ugly face looked like he wanted to kill someone.

Apollo's pressure was nothing to him. He raised his eyelids lightly, but frightened the other person back two steps.

"Why are you still standing there?!" Le Zheng Yuanqing angrily scolded John Woo.

This drink just broke the confinement in Wu Yusen's body. He took two steps forward and knelt beside Lin Fan's ear.

There was only a bloody patch there, and the ears couldn't be seen at all.

The edges of the broken mask revealed equally broken skin and flesh.

Blood dripped down the exposed white mandible, and the tendons in the neck were only connected at a small point.

The activated cells are desperately repairing, and the fracture is crawling and growing, which looks weird and disgusting.

"Lin Fan..." Wu Yusen choked out, carefully lying down next to the bloody hole that should be the ear, and shouted softly, "I am Wu Yusen, you have returned to the Special Forces Unit, you are safe..."

Wen Ji and others kept debriding the exposed internal organs to stop the bleeding, but suddenly their hands were empty, and the huge mecha suddenly disappeared.

Antonio didn't expect that John Woo would achieve the effect as soon as he opened his mouth. Lin Fan, who had just returned to his human form, looked even worse.

"Hurry! We need to send him to the operating room! There are too many bacteria here and it is easy to get complications!" Wenji shouted.

But when everyone reached out, they discovered that Lin Fan's body was in tatters and they didn't dare to touch her at all.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, the part that was finally connected will be torn off again.

"Get out of the way!" Le Zheng Yuanqing looked at the little girl covered in blood, and the figure of the little junior sister covered in blood appeared in his mind.

Lin Fan was suddenly lifted up by an invisible force and floated steadily in the air.

"where to!"

Hearing Le Zheng Yuanqing's impatient voice, everyone realized that it was the senior brother who had taken action.

As soon as Wenji opened his mouth, someone grabbed him by the collar and floated up into the air.

The others saw the eldest brother carrying their eldest brother and carrying the seriously injured patient out of sight, so they quickly packed up their things and chased after him.

John Woo also wanted to chase him, but as soon as he took two steps, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He twisted his backhand and was about to take a flying kick when he saw the familiar red hair from the corner of his eye and stopped his kick abruptly.

"Ouch~" A high-pitched scream made him let go of his hand in time.

He turned around and saw that Antonio had returned to his human form at some point, holding his hands and howling.

"Oh, Wu, you are too cruel!" Antonio wanted to cry, "I just wanted to ask you for some clothes."

He took off his clothes to Lin Fan, and now he was only wearing a pair of underpants. If there was no one now, he would be too embarrassed to change back.

Hey~ Where did all those people go just now?

John Woo saw that Antonio had a confused expression, but his face was pale and showing fatigue.

Thinking about it, this guy also continued fighting for a long time, also experienced the explosion, and even brought Lin Fan back.

On the ground, his clothes were stained with blood and he could no longer wear them. Under such circumstances, it was not appropriate to leave him alone.

John Woo glanced at the direction Lin Fan left and calmed down.

Although he was anxious, he couldn't help at this time.

Lin Fan is recovering on his own and his life should not be in danger. On the contrary, the senior brother who originally arranged to suppress Antonio, an unstable factor, left...

He took off his coat and threw it to Antonio.

Antonio took it and tied it around his waist, covering the front but not the back, still feeling very uncomfortable.

"I said, man, can you find me some clothes to change into? One that can cover my whole body?" Antonio smiled bitterly. "You don't want me to put back the clothes stained with Lin's blood, do you?"

John Woo quickly picked up the bloody clothes on the ground and held them in his hands. "Don't worry, I will clean it for you. If you don't mind, you can wear my clothes first."

"That's great." Antonio stepped forward and wanted to put his arm around John Woo's shoulders, but he got out of the way in time.

<divclass="contentadv"> His hands that were free naturally turned to his head and scratched, "If possible, can you give me another bath?"

After hearing the confirmed command in the earphone, John Woo turned to greet Antonio, "Let's go, go to my place first, take a shower, change clothes, and eat."

Antonio quickly followed, "I want to go see Lin after taking a shower. I don't know when she will be repaired."

John Woo suddenly stopped and asked him, "Do all of your mechas have this kind of repair function?"

"Uh... I do." Antonio felt there was nothing to hide, "But I haven't been so seriously injured, so I'm not sure what Lin's condition is."

John Woo silently turned around to lead the way, remembering the last time Lin Fan was stabbed. Compared with this time, which one was more serious?

The main control room has seen Lin Fan's latest situation through the special affairs office.

Such a serious injury left everyone speechless.

If it weren't for Lin Fan's special physique, she would never have survived.

But now, even if he is not dead, he should have lost his fighting power in a short time.

The commander hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure there's no danger?"

"Probably not." Zhu Cunjun rarely smiled without a smile on his face. "Most of the internal organs are not injured, or have been almost repaired. It's just that it takes time for the back bones and muscles to regenerate."

"Now the doctor is assisting in the work of hemostasis and debridement. There was too much dust from the explosion, which infected her wound. It would take too long to rely on autologous rejection alone. We will replenish energy and try to speed up her recovery. But in a short time , she probably can’t continue fighting.”

Everyone knows this in their hearts, but when they say it out loud, they still feel frustrated.

"How about Apollo?" the director asked again.

"The attitude he showed is more appropriate. At present, I don't think the danger is great." Zhu Cunjun replied, "I have asked the big boss who took action in Zhugang to help keep an eye on him. Once he makes any changes, I can detect him in time." Clamp down.”

Everyone thought of the young boss with a dazzling sword.

"How sure are you?" the chief asked.

"More than 70%." Zhu Cunjun replied, "The stars are no match for him."

The chief nodded and asked about the situation of the bionic armor, "Are they still exploring aircraft?"

"Yes, the interior of the aircraft is too large, and their exploration is not over halfway."

The chief was silent.

He knew that the last time Lin Fan was injured, he absorbed 818 to speed up his recovery. So I just came up with the idea of ​​bionic nail coating.

But now it seems that it still doesn't work.

Xingchen cannot continue to fight, and the bionic armor cannot be offline at this time as a substitute. Not to mention the operating time is not enough.

The commander turned back to Zhu Cunjun, "You need to worry more about the future..."

"There is no shirking the responsibility." Zhu Cunjun's mouth curved slightly.

The commander looked at the huge barrier countdown and sighed secretly.

There are six days left, the sky has not yet dawned, but the stars have fallen...

Time passes so slowly!

Today I received a comment from Baozi saying that I am not concise enough.

I had realized this before and tried to change it every time, but I kept coming back again and again.

Hmm... I'm afraid this process won't be easy.

How's this chapter? Is it okay?

Most of the time, I am writing on a stand-alone computer, and I have no idea what I will write.

Maybe when I practice to become naturally streamlined, my kung fu will be perfect?

Haha, come on.