As soon as the wound was cut open, blood immediately spurted out. However, it was not as far and powerful as ordinary people sprayed. Obviously, the blood in this person's body was insufficient.

"I can live until now after shed so much blood. It's really a good person who doesn't live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years." Du Liming couldn't help but complain.

The man was stabbed on the back and trembled with pain and his muscles all over his body became tense.

Seeing the muscles on his grave, Du Liming couldn't help but feel a little trembling.

"It's so strong that I don't know if I can kill a cow!" he couldn't help thinking.

"Hero, relax, your muscles are tense now, and I can't find that bullet." Du Liming then reminded.

The man nodded and then relaxed his muscles.

When the muscles relaxed, blood flowed out again, making Du Liming feel dizzy.

He quickly took the tweezers and stuffed them into the wound.

"Hero, I'm clamping bullets now, and it may hurt a little. Try to endure it and don't move around." Du Liming reminded first, and then the tweezers were stirred up in the man's wound like a drill.

This kind of pain was a hundred times more painful than the surgery just now. When I saw the man biting the towel tightly, his whole body couldn't help but tremble. The sweat the size of soybeans kept flowing. His face, which was already as pale as paper, was now even more shattered, as if he might die at any time.

Seeing his miserable situation, Du Liming felt a little reluctant to take action.

It's okay to ask him to kill a pig or a chicken, but he really can't bear to torture someone like this.

"Forget it, even if I took 500,000, I would never feel at ease in my life." He couldn't help thinking. He stopped digging around, but walked along the direction of the wound and directly grabbed the bullet, and then pulled it out with force.

Thrown on the plate, making a ding-dong sound.

The man couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this voice. His whole body's energy was a little depressed.

"Hero, the bullet has been dug out. I will help you sew the wounds for you now." Du Liming said, and then sewed the wounds for him. This is not difficult for him. Because castrated pigs and horses also need to sew the wounds. He performs sterilization surgery on hundreds of pigs every year, and this skill has been trained long ago.

The wound was sutured and disinfected with alcohol. Then he applied trauma medicine to the person and wrapped it with bandages. "Hero, this is an anti-inflammatory tablet, which is usually used for animals, but it should be fine if a person takes it."

"Yeah." The man brought the medicine over.

"Hero, I've finished the surgery for you, and I finally saved your life. Just let me go." Du Liming said again.

"Yeah..." The man nodded. Du Liming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw it. He was about to thank him, but suddenly he saw his eyes lit up. Then he felt a pain in his body, and then he heard the sound of blood spurting out. It seemed like the sound of wind, and it seemed quite nice.

"Fuck. If I had known this, I would have made up my mind at the beginning..." Du Liming fell to the ground unwillingly, leaving behind his last reluctance.

"Will you let your life go so that you can call the police? I, Zuo Gongming, are so stupid?" the man smiled.

He is the fleeing bandit Zuo Gongming.

After escaping his life from the sea that day, he hid on the mountain in Saigon.

There are many mountains in Saigon, one next to another. Although the mountains are not very high, the area is very wide. Even a thousand people can hide in it, let alone Zuo Gongming has only one person.

In addition, he had worked as a soldier in Taiwan before and was a special forces soldier with a strong survivability in the field. Therefore, although he was seriously injured, he was still able to escape for a long time.

But he also knew that the wound was getting worse and worse, and he also wanted to contact Taiwan and asked them to send someone to save him, and to help Guava and Banana revenge, and settle the score with the bastard Zou Wenhuai, so he went down the mountain to treat his illness.

But he also knew that killing a police officer is a serious crime, both in Taiwan and Hong Kong. As long as the bandits dare to kill police officers, it is equivalent to offending all the police. At that time, the police will spare no effort to investigate this matter, and there will never be any possibility of slacking off.

This is an iron rule, which is almost universal in every country. It is precisely with this iron rule that the police can intimidate the murderers and prevent them from trying to oppose the police.

Zuo Gongming also knew this, so he didn't dare to go to a large hospital, and even underground clinics, small clinics, etc. He could only settle for the second best to ask for help from a veterinarian.

Now that the bullet was dug up and the wound was treated, Zuo Gongming felt much more comfortable than before.

Although he killed someone, Zuo Gongming did not leave immediately. He wanted to call Taiwan first, but the other side of the phone directly reminded him that he did not handle cross-border telephone service.

Zuo Gongming couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, knowing that even in the countryside, it is very likely that people in the countryside can't have any connection with overseas people, and they have to go to the city to make a phone call.

But I have to wait for a few more days, and I have to recover from my injury before I can get into the city. Otherwise, my terrible look will make people lose it at first sight.

Zuo Gongming stopped planning, and then started flipping through the clinic and found more than 200 Hong Kong dollars and a passbook with 30,000 yuan.

He was useless to come to the passbook and threw it away, putting only two hundred dollars into his pocket. Then he hung a drip bottle for himself and lost two bottles of anti-inflammatory water.

It's late at night and I don't expect anyone to see the veterinarian, so Zuo Gongming was relieved to be in the room, hanging the little bits while closing his eyes to rest.

These days he has been hiding in the mountains, fearing that someone would find a trace, so he has never found a place to stay. In addition, the pain has made him unable to sleep all night, which has not been sleeping for several days. At most, he is just glaring for a while, and he can afford to hear the sound of the wind.

Now he could finally take a break for a while. Although there was a person who had just been killed by himself lying in front of him, and the smell of blood in the room was so strong, in Zuo Gongming's opinion, it seemed like heaven compared to before.

"Zou Wenhuai, Zou Wenhuai, wait for me. I, Zuo Gongming, are not dead yet. I will definitely come to take revenge on you." He said in a cold voice.

"Guava, Banana, you can wait, brother will definitely avenge you." Zuo Gongming said again.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Guava, the banana was shot and fell to the ground. Their wide eyes were looking at him, as if he was blaming himself for not avenging him. This made him feel so guilty that he was about to go crazy.
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