Ten Days End

Qi Xia looked a little embarrassed. He had just tried it. The barb of this harpoon was very delicate and it was difficult to pull it out of the body.

Looking at the blood gushing out, Qi Xia was in a trance.

Are they really dead?

Will the dead... also be injured?

Qi Xia calmed down. Now is not the time to think about this problem, but to cut the rope immediately.

Now all the harpoons are slowly retreating. How to cut his rope with other harpoons?

The only thing that can be confirmed is that when all the ropes are retracted into the wall, the harpoons will all disappear and Han Yimo will die.

"I have to find a way to get a harpoon... But what should I do..." Qi Xia frowned and looked around quickly.

I can only take another gamble.

He grabbed two slowly retreating harpoons from the ground, and then quickly tied their ropes together and tied a knot.

"Hey! Stop surrounding Han Yimo." Qi Xia said, "Do what I do! We must leave at least one harpoon."

Ringo understood what he meant instantly, and found two harpoons and tied a knot neatly.

But the shape of the knot she tied was very strange, Qi Xia had never seen it before.

At this moment, he had no time to think about it, and could only stare at the two harpoons in front of him.

As the rope continued to shrink, the two ropes were tightly pulled together at this moment.

According to this momentum, it won't be long before one of the ropes breaks, leaving one of them.

Qi Xia slowly stepped back, and the two ropes made a terrifying sound at this moment. If he guessed correctly, the broken rope under this huge pull might hurt people.

Sure enough, the next second, one of the ropes made a loud sound and broke.

The other rope also danced irregularly in the air with the harpoon for a few times, and then threw it hard on the ground, leaving a deep mark.

Qi Xia ran forward, trying to untie the broken rope before the harpoon was retracted to the wall.

But at this moment, he found that the two ropes tied together before had been completely deformed due to the huge pulling force. Not to mention untying the ropes, even the shape of the ropes was difficult to recognize.

"I'm done!" Ringo shouted not far away, "Who is stronger, go and help cut the writer's rope."

"Finished?"

Qi Xia looked back and found that Ringo's knot was very clever, and it automatically separated when the rope broke.

Officer Li hadn't even tied the knot at the beginning. After hearing this, he hurriedly put down the harpoon in his hand and said, "I'll cut it, give it to me!"

After taking the harpoon, Officer Li took two steps at a time and came behind Han Yimo when he was about to be pulled to the wall.

Fortunately, although the harpoon in his hand looked pointed, there was also a small blade at the tip, which was enough to be used as a knife.

Seeing this, Qiao Jiajin also stepped forward to help. Although Qi Xia had thought of a solution at the first time, Han Yimo was less than half a meter away from the wall.

The tearing pain made Han Yimo unable to resist. He could only slowly retreat with the rope, otherwise the barb on his chest would make him feel miserable.

Officer Li grabbed the rope behind him, and after a brief thought, he aimed at the rope closest to Han Yimo's body and began to cut it with a sharp harpoon.

His hands were very steady, and every cut was accurate on the rope.

But the rope was harder than expected, and only a small gap was left after several cuts.

He quickly visually estimated and found that the situation was a bit tricky.

Although this rope would be cut sooner or later, the most lacking thing now was time.

In less than a minute, Han Yimo's body would touch the wall, and it would be impossible to cut the rope from behind.

"I threw it, isn't it done yet?" Qiao Jiajin asked anxiously, "You're so slow, you're going to kill this sausage!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Officer Li shouted coldly, and then continued to increase his strength.

As Han Yimo's body got closer and closer to the wall, Officer Li's face was already covered with sweat.

It must be said that his psychological quality is very strong. Although the air is full of tension and depression, he used the tiny harpoon without a single mistake, and each knife cut on the previous gap.

But seeing that Han Yimo was less than 30 centimeters away from the wall, Officer Li's arm was already difficult to move.

Qiao Jiajin was quick and stood behind Han Yimo, cushioning him with his body. In this way, although Han Yimo would be hurt prematurely, the distance between him and the wall would not change in a short time.

"Police! Hurry!"

Officer Li held his breath and continued to cut. At this time, more than half of the rope had been broken, but it was still connected to one

Han Yimo kept wailing in pain. The harpoon pierced through his body and then stabbed back into his chest with the barb. At this time, his clothes were stained with blood, which looked very scary.

"Am I going to die..." Han Yimo said with gritted teeth, "I am really going to die... Who wants our lives..."

"Be a man!" Officer Li said seriously, "So many people are trying to save you, don't cry for me!"

Han Yimo immediately stopped talking after hearing this. He knew that Officer Li was right. Now everyone was running around here, and he couldn't hold everyone back.

The barb pierced deeply into Han Yimo's flesh and blood. He groaned and kept gnashing his teeth.

Doctor Zhao immediately took a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth.

After all, people may bite their teeth when they are in extreme pain.

Everyone surrounded Han Yimo.

The short twenty seconds seemed as long as several hours. Officer Li cut the rope without any mess.

Finally, with the last stroke of the knife, the tough rope was cut.

At the same time, Han Yimo and Qiao Jiajin both fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

The people around them immediately stepped forward to support the two.

It seemed that Han Yimo had saved his life.

Doctor Zhao immediately pulled Han Yimo aside and began to check his wound. At this time, the condition of his wound was no different from what he expected, and the harpoon still needed to be pulled out from the front.

The most difficult problem now is the problem of stopping bleeding.

Doctor Zhao thought for a long time, and finally blocked the wound near Han Yimo's harpoon with a few pieces of cloth.

"Hey, doctor, don't you take the harpoon away from him?" Qiao Jiajin asked.

"You can't take it away. He will die if you do." Doctor Zhao said with a serious face.

"Dead?" Qiao Jiajin was a little confused, and walked forward to push Doctor Zhao, "What's going on? We spent so much effort, but you don't save him?"

"I am saving him!" Doctor Zhao impatiently shook off Qiao Jiajin's hand, "To put it bluntly, he can only survive if the harpoon stays in him."

"Why?" Xiao Ran on the side couldn't help asking.

"If the harpoon is pulled out, there will only be a bleeding wound on his body, and death is only a matter of time." Doctor Zhao answered calmly, "Now that the harpoon is left, he will be in great pain, but at least he won't die from excessive blood loss. Those small wounds will stop bleeding temporarily in a short time because of blood coagulation."