Chapter 920: Invasion 35

Chapter 920 Invasion 35

Thinking of this, Fu Anan tried to raise her head like a seal.

The door of this old and small rental building was smashed. The windows and doors of the house were all broken, there were many bloodstains on the walls and corridors, and a thin layer of ash had accumulated on the door.

There seems to be no one inside, and there are slogans on epidemic prevention and infection prevention posted on the door.

In this gloomy weather, it seems to give the rental house a dark and dilapidated atmosphere.

"No more pain?"

Before he had time to be grateful, Fu Yizhi's voice suddenly broke in, and Fu Anan immediately lay down and moaned, and fell asleep again after lying down for a long time.

The car drove for another 20 minutes, and a small two-story bungalow appeared in front of my eyes.

However, the lock on the door of the bungalow has been unscrewed by someone, and there is something propped up inside, so there is no way to get in.

Here was entered into the room not long ago. There were still people standing at the window looking out, but they didn't come down.

Is Fu Yizhi's house so easy to occupy?

He glanced at Fu Anan next to him, then got out of the car, locked it, and climbed in directly from the wall.

Half an hour later, the group of occupants of the house were tidied up and had to clean the house again before leaving.

After driving away these people, Fu Yizhi carried Fu An'an in.

the other side

Zhao Jieyu, who was shot in the leg, had bulging veins on the back of her hand.

She was enduring severe pain, and she also used special abilities to remove the bullet from her leg.

Compared to Fu Anan's two minutes of loading the bullet into the space in an instant, Zhao Sister Yu needs to use her ability to manipulate metal elements to shrink and deform the bullet, and control it to fall out of the wound automatically.

In this process, no matter how small it looks, if it slips through the wound, it is the second injury.

"ah!"

With a cry of pain, Zhao Jieyu took out the deformed bullet.

The team members next to her prepared the medicine early in the morning, and disinfected and applied the medicine to her after the bullet was taken out.

Zhao Sister Yu let the person next to her bandage her wound, "How is Sun Yue?"

"Sister Yue... She was hit on the forehead and passed away."

The team member next to her said carefully, and glanced at her nervously.

Zhao Sister Yu didn't have much reaction, just took a deep breath of cigarettes, and then opened her eyes, "Go get some blood from people infected with the disease, soak all the bullets in it overnight.

In addition, go and invite Xi Yi. "

As soon as she finished speaking, Xi Yi came in from the outside.