Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Overseas, regardless of the zone

A figure fled in embarrassment in the dark night, his physical stamina was almost at its limit, and his steps seemed heavy and messy.

Where he walked, a few drops of blood were inevitably left behind, making it easy for people behind to track it.

Bai Yi's hand holding a pistol was holding his left arm that was constantly bleeding from blood.

The blood flowed from his fingers, his entire hand including the pistol dyed red, and his injured left arm was completely soaked in red with blood. The blood continued to flow to his palm, quickly gathering on the fingertips, and finally dripping on Ground, shocking.

I don't know how long it took to escape, but a few abandoned warehouses appeared in front of me. This was a timely refuge for Baiyi who had fled for nearly two hours.

Bai Yi looked back and saw that they hadn't chased him, so they hid in one of the warehouses.

The warehouse was extremely dim, and the dust on the floor made breathing a little uncomfortable.

The white clothes slumped to the ground holding his arms, panting, and the **** pistol was thrown aside by him.

He was in shock after heavy bleeding, his brain was so dizzy as if he lacked oxygen, and his chest was stuffy and painful.

The other party seemed to have made up his mind to kill him and would find him soon, so he was going to rest for a few minutes and resume some physical strength before continuing to walk.

Even if he is lucky and is not found by the other party, it is impossible to stay here any more. If he faints here, it is estimated that the body will be stinking when others find him.

He took out a folding knife from his coat pocket and cut a long strip of cloth from his shirt.

As soon as Bai Yi bandaged his **** arm, he heard the noisy footsteps and the shaking light of the flashlight.

He immediately tightened his whole body, and even his breathing became lighter subconsciously.

After listening carefully, after confirming that it was the group of people, Bai Yi immediately took the gun and stood up with difficulty supporting the wooden box behind him with one hand...

"Boss, here."

The group found the place where the white clothes had rested all the way, looking for the blood stains left by the white clothes.

However, the figure in the white clothes has disappeared here, leaving only a pool of blood. The dust on the ground also maliciously helped them leave the footprints of the white clothes.

"The bloodstain hasn't dried. Just leave, chase him immediately. If he doesn't die, we must die."

"Yes."

Following the leader's order, everyone chased in the direction where the white clothes had left.

The eyes were dizzy and black, and the white robe who had lost too much blood could not even see the path under his feet.

The cold wind dried many blood stains on his body, and it was uncomfortable to say that he did not stick to his body.

If Xiaobai saw him like this, he would definitely dislike him.

Such a sentence came out of the white clothes's mind, who was gradually groggy.

"boom."

As a gunshot pierced the night sky, Bai Yi fell to the ground.

A piercing pain came from the calf, which made Bai Yi sober a lot.

He turned back with the gun in his hand, looked at the two of them chasing behind him, raised his hand and raised the gun and drove towards them.

While they ran aside to escape, Bai Yi gritted his teeth and got up, dragged a wounded leg and turned into a dirty and stinky alley.

He leaned against the moss-covered wall and sat down by the exit of the alley.

Bai Yi took out the magazine, loaded the only few bullets in his pocket, and then squeezed the gun in his hand, waiting for the arrival of those people.

He couldn't escape, and he didn't have the strength to escape.

Even if you die, you have to drag a few backs.