The gun is fast, and Yin Shaolong is not slow. Holding Xiang Tianlai Shengsheng as light as a piece of paper, he avoids a series of shooting.

Seeing that he was about to jump down from the window, the smile on Tang Zifeng's face was a bit chilly: "are you all waiting for death?"

As soon as the voice fell, several people rushed to catch up with them and fired several shots.

Yin Shaolong held the rope in one hand and held Xiang Tianlai in front of him with the other. Although it was much more troublesome than carrying her back on his shoulder, he did not expose her to the gunpoint of the other party.

Xiang Tianlai looked at the face close in front of him, did not speak, as if he just wanted to have a good look at his appearance.

She has never understood, such a good-looking face, clearly so gentle, why can be so ruthless between the face.

"One more time." Yin Shaolong spoke in a deep voice and did not respond to her eyes.

Many of the forces of the Tang Dynasty dragon, but it is not easy for him to break through.

Just after landing, he fired several guns in front of and behind his body at the same time. Tang Zifeng stood at the window and didn't receive the gun. The dropped shell crackled.

Looking at several enemies in front of him, Yin Shaolong quickly determined the direction of the breakthrough, and at the same time commanded his men and horses.

But not far away, Yin Shaolong noticed that his hands were sticky, and he walked slightly. Looking down, he found that the woman in his arms had closed her eyes in pain, and the sweat on her forehead rolled down like water, wetting her clothes.

Yin Shaolong stopped and twisted his brows. He put Xiang Tianlai on the ground, supported her falsely, and lifted her clothes. Looking at it, several knives on the top had already split, and a trickle of blood gushed from the wound, which made him shiver at the moment.

Tang Zifeng stood at the window on the second floor. He took back his gun and gestured to the sniper on the top of a slightly higher building opposite him.

"Bang --"

The bullet passed quickly, leaving a trajectory in the air, but the target was Xiang Tianlai, not Yin Shaolong.

Xiang Tianlai sat in the same place and didn't seem to notice it. However, Yin Shaolong threw himself on her and pressed her under him.

Xiang Tianlai frowned painfully, but he heard the man humming in his body. A huge momentum made him press on her.

Yin Shaolong opened his eyes in the dark night, looked at the woman under him for a few seconds, then got up and said, "I'll help you bandage the wound, and then I'll deal with it when I get to the plane."

He was as if something had happened, as if the bullet had not hit him. He opened his mouth as if nothing had happened to remove his unstable figure.

Xiang Tianlai did not speak, but looked up at the direction of the bullet.

There are still two snipers there, like dormant hunters in the dark night.

Xiang Tianlai took back his eyes and watched him kneel in front of him, pulled off a piece of lapel, and bent over to help her bandage the wound.

And those cloth strips have not touched the wound, only after his hand, they have been soaked in blood, emitting a faint fishy smell.

"Yin Shaolong, do you want to kill me?"

On hearing the speech, Yin Shaolong's action was sluggish, and he looked up at her with a touch of bewilderment in his eyes.

Xiang Tianlai said coldly: "I will die if I go on like this. If you let me go, Tang Zifeng will not kill me."

"That's how you believe him?" Yin Shaolong stares at her with a cool tone and a cold look, which is mixed with anger for no reason.