Two people who were really confused about the situation walked in one after another. One had a gun in his hand, while the other held an iron hook in both hands.

The two were frightened. They were talking quickly, but Gao Yi couldn't understand them.

The moment the two people entered at the same time, Gao Yi suddenly raised his hand. After a gunshot, the man holding the gun shook his body and fell down very simply.

Less than three meters away, at this distance, even if Gao Yi had never fired a gun before, he could hit a person in the head with one shot.

The gun still worked well, so Gao Yi pulled the trigger again.

The bullet hit the man holding the iron hook, but the effect of the second shot was not so obvious. The man holding the iron hook rushed towards Gao Yi and slammed the iron hook down towards Gao Yi.

Another shot, another shot, Gao Yi fired twice in a row, then his head turned as fast as possible, the iron hook hit the tile next to his ear hard, and then the person holding the iron hook was not affected.

He threw himself down in a controlled manner and fell beside Gao Yi.

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against the head of the man holding the iron hook and one shot was fired. With these four shots, the last opponent was finally killed completely.

Gao Yi took a breath, and then blood foam began to emerge from the gun holes in his mouth and chest at the same time.

I don't know if the gunshots will attract more people, but Gao Yi doesn't have the energy to do anything more now.

Gao Yi glanced at it and saw clearly the environment he was in.

The room is not very big, but it is very empty. It has white tile walls and tile floors. There is only one operating bed in the room, with several instruments and two shelves placed around the operating bed.

There were no windows and he couldn't see what was going on outside, but Gao Yi knew there must be a crematorium outside.

Gao Yi climbed up with difficulty and picked up a piece of cotton wool from the shelf next to the operating bed.

When Gao Yi stuffed the cotton wool into the bullet hole on his chest, he felt the pain tearing at his soul.

Shaking uncontrollably, Gao Yi couldn't help but take a deep breath after stuffing cotton wool into the wound.

The pain is still severe, but I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the piece of cotton blocking the wound seems to really prevent the air from escaping from the gun hole.

Gao Yi slowly opened the door and took a look outside.

It was obvious that there was a temple outside, and as far as Gao Yi could see there was a pagoda, with fire coming out from the bottom of the pagoda.

In the temple, this is called the Incarnation Tower, and outside the temple, it is called the crematorium.

The corpse being burned in the cremator had nothing to do with Gao Yi. Looking around, there were no other living people. Presumably, this kind of place that specializes in destroying corpses and eliminating traces does not need too many people.
Chapter completed!