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Chapter 58 Feng Nan: Brother Yue, don't sleep

From a god-like perspective, Feng Nan watched as swords, spears, and clubs came hurtling towards him.

next second!
Feng Nan was stunned.

Under Feng Nan's watchful gaze, "she" quickly crouched down and simultaneously swung her samurai sword.

The sharp blade of the samurai sword sliced ​​through.

In an instant, blood flashed.

The fake monks directly in front of Feng Nan had their legs slashed by samurai swords in an instant.

At the same time, Feng Nan instantly followed up with a tactical roll.

It crashed into the fake monk directly in front of it.

The fake monk, whose legs were injured, could not bear the intense pain in his legs and staggered.

He was bumped by Feng Nan again and immediately fell down.

Feng Nan seized the opportunity to break through the encirclement.

But it also left many wounds behind.

There were stick wounds and knife wounds.

Blood instantly stained Feng Nan's clothes.

Feng Nan was in excruciating pain.

But the "she" who controls the body is like an emotionless machine.

His agile movements were not hindered at all by his physical injury.

She quickly stood up and slashed fiercely behind her with her katana.

The fake monk who was chasing after Feng Nan didn't expect him to suddenly turn around and slash with his sword.

Two people were immediately slashed and fell into pools of blood.

The number of fake monks has decreased again.

The physical injury seemed to have angered "her," and Feng Nan sensed that "she" was furious.

A violent emotion rose from the bottom of my heart.

"It's over, the beast has been released."

Feng Nan gasped inwardly.

This seems to be to confirm Feng Nan's guess.

She moved.

Facing more than a dozen fake monks wielding weapons, Feng Nan advanced instead of retreating.

He drew his knife and charged straight at the group of fake monks.

Dark clouds drifted in, obscuring the hazy moon.

But it couldn't conceal the cold, sharp glint of the blade.

Every time the blade flashes, blood splatters everywhere.

A fake monk screamed and fell to the ground.

five minutes later!

The dark clouds drifted away, and the moonlight shone down.

It illuminated the Wolong Temple, which had been plunged into darkness.

Blood flowed freely in the backyard of Wolong Temple.

The cries of agony rose and fell.

The slender girl, leaning on a knife, knelt in a pool of blood, her disheveled hair obscuring her face.

tick-tock-

Drops of blood dripped from her hair and flowed into the pool of blood beneath her.

"Cough cough cough..."

The girl suddenly started coughing violently.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The girl wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

He stood up, leaning on his katana with its blade chipped.

The girl looked up at the moon, her wet hair sliding down her face, revealing Feng Nan's features.

"Holy crap, I'm still alive..."

Feng Nan secretly rejoiced and muttered to himself.

Seeing the swaying "her," he dragged his katana and staggered step by step toward the side room.

Entering the side room, Feng Nan headed towards the bedroom.

Pushing open the slightly ajar door, the stench of blood assaulted my senses.

Although Feng Nan couldn't control her body, she did have a sense of smell. When she smelled the blood, she was startled and knew something was wrong.

Something might really have happened in Yueyang.

Fortunately, "she" didn't keep Feng Nan waiting for long.

Ignoring the fact that the high priest in the room had a gun, she walked in with her fresh and youthful appearance.

The bedroom is not big.

Once you open the door, everything is immediately visible.

At the entrance, Yueyang sat leaning against the door.

There was a pool of blood beneath him. Yueyang was extremely weak, clutching his thighs tightly with both hands, his gun lying beside him.

Clearly, Yueyang has been hit in the thigh.

She ignored Yueyang and instead looked at the high priest in the bedroom.

The high priest slumped in front of the bed, with two bloody holes in his chest and abdomen. His pajamas were stained red with blood and their original color was no longer visible.

The high priest was still breathing, but extremely weak and unlikely to survive.

They no longer pose a threat.

Once she was certain there was no danger, she turned to look at Yueyang. At Feng Nan's pleading, she knelt down, pried open Yueyang's hand, and held her wound open.

It was a penetrating wound; a deformed bullet was embedded in the door frame behind Yueyang.

Upon seeing this, "she" used her samurai sword to cut Yueyang's clothes and bandage Yueyang's thigh.

After treating Yueyang's wounds, Feng Nan felt that "she" had left and that she had regained control of her body.

Having regained control of her body, Feng Nan disregarded the pain and immediately took out her phone to call Qin Han.

"Brother Yue, don't fall asleep!"

"You must hold on."

"Reinforcements are on their way!"

Seeing Yue Yang's pale face and drowsy state, Feng Nan called out anxiously.

Yueyang clearly suffered excessive blood loss.

If you fall asleep at this point, you won't be able to wake up.

beep-

We waited for the sound to ring a few times.

It was only after the Qin and Han dynasties that the connection was established.

[Feng Nan: Team Leader Qin, why hasn't the backup arrived yet? Brother Yue has been shot, he's lost too much blood, and he's about to collapse...]

Feng Nan's voice was choked with sobs.

It was almost a cry that came out.

She hated herself for being so stubborn.

I hate that Qin and Han's support is so slow.

Whenever they called for backup, Qin Han would immediately dispatch reinforcements from the Municipal Bureau to Wolong Temple, arriving only a dozen minutes later than them.

But her and Yueyang fought a bloody battle at Wolong Temple for far more than just a dozen minutes.
It took about half an hour from start to finish.

The support should have arrived long ago.

But she didn't even hear the sirens.

[Qin Han: Something's happened. Reinforcements won't arrive for another twenty minutes. First, help stop the bleeding in Yueyang. The ambulance and reinforcements will arrive in no more than twenty minutes.]

The sound of Qin Han coming through the phone chilled Feng Nan to the bone.

Something happened?

The support team was late in departing?

Ten more minutes until we arrive?

[Feng Nan: What are you guys doing?]

Feng Nan cried out in heart-wrenching sobs.

Tears welled up uncontrollably.

Qin Han: I didn't want this to happen either. Quickly stop Yueyang's bleeding; I have other things to do.

beep-

Before she could finish speaking, the phone went dead, and Feng Nan collapsed to the ground.

The contents of that travel bag flashed through her mind.

If there's anything more important than the sacrificial murder case, more important than their lives, it must be that there are clues in the contents of their travel bags.

"No, I can't watch Brother Yue die."

"Brother Yue, I'll take you out."

Feng Nan muttered to himself.

He put away his phone, picked up Yueyang and the high priest's guns, and gritted his teeth as he held Yueyang up.

"Brother Yue, don't sleep."

"I'll take you out..."

Feng Nan shouted loudly.

They struggled to drag Yueyang outwards.

Feng Nan supported Yue Yang as they stumbled and walked towards the outside of Wolong Temple, leaving bloody footprints with each step—some of her blood, some of Yue Yang's.

Two lines of bloody footprints stood out starkly in the dim light of the early morning.

What should have been a two-minute walk took Feng Nan, supporting Yue Yang, a full five minutes.

Feng Nan shoved Yue Yang into the back seat of the police car and got into the driver's seat herself.

At this moment, Feng Nan secretly rejoiced that although she was poor before, she still managed to get a driver's license.

Although Feng Nan has never driven on the road since getting her driver's license, she doesn't care about that anymore.

The car started off wobbly and erratically, stumbling and bumping its way towards the city.

Several times, Feng Nan nearly crashed into a tree.

Fortunately, everyone managed to avoid the crash in time, preventing a fatal accident.