Chapter 239 Return

When the black widow went out and saw the man with more than a dozen bandages tied, the tears in her eyes burst again. No one knew what the man had experienced in the past half month or how many people he had killed, but from his "med medal", he knew that he would not be too light in the past half a month. Loose.

Wu Xian walked this way with his SVD, which was about to be scrapped. Wu Xian refused the help of the ghost face and moved forward step by step like a man. His right leg could no longer be exerted, and his left leg was also limping, but all the mercenaries present did not laugh at him.

Because the mask with several more bullet holes on his face confirmed his identity, Shura on the battlefield, the spokesperson of the devil.

Almost every mercenary regiment received an image, that is, the face of a judge's mask, and it is this image that makes all mercenaries on missions in Libya think about whether what they have done is fair.

In the past half month, he killed more than 30 mercenaries with a gun, killed several small government troops, and dragged several of them to death in the desert of Libya.

Unofficial statistics show that he killed at least 300 people in the past half month, but he was able to stand here completely, which shows that his strength is extraordinary.

Although this news came back two days ago, the black widow did not receive it. The black widow watches the radio every day and can be said to be ignorant of things outside. This is a fan of the authorities! Jazz and Ghost Face are relatively unfamiliar with this aspect of news, so they can't get information at the first time. And that information is only circulating at the core of the mercenaries and is forced to shut down, so it is a little embarrassing to let the two people, Jazz and Ghost Face, who lack some intelligence, get these things.

The black widow didn't care how dirty Wu Xian was or how bad it smelled about Wu Xian. Still, she ran to Wu Xian's side in the first time and wink at the Jazz. The Jazz immediately drove Wu Xian into the camp with the Black Widow.

When Wu Xian was put on the operating table, Wu Xian loosened the barrel of the gun in his hand and removed the thumb of his right hand from his abdomen.

When a metal ring was exposed to the black widow and the ghost, both of them took a deep breath. It turned out that Wu Xian was ready to die with others at any time. However, when the black widow cut Wu Xian's clothes, she found that it was not just as simple as a grenade. She didn't know how Wu Xian had come over for half a month. Now she could see the ribs on her chest, and the hungry abdomen was tied with a row of C4, which was also covered with layers of iron and snails. Silk nails.

Such equipment is a little more fierce than al-Qaeda's human bomb. If it hadn't been for the clear that Wu Xian was, the black widow and the ghost face would have thought that Wu Xian was a member of al-Qaeda and no longer a fanatical religious.

However, surprised, the Black Widow still quickly removed Wu Xian's dangerous item. When she saw a wound in Wu Xian's abdomen, the black widow was completely shocked. The wound was only forcibly burned together, and she could feel a strange feeling by gently squeezing it with her hands from the side.

"Xian, you." The black widow pointed to the wound on Wu Xian's abdomen and said.

"No, I was bitten by a small shrapnel. The guy stayed in my body and refused to come out, so I locked it in it."

Wu Xian understated a dangerous scene at that time, but it made the black widow want to cry.

"Now help me take out the small parts in my body! When I passed the security check, it made me upset. Wu Xian said a little unhappyly. It seems that Wu Xian may have been invited to tea by airport personnel in any country.

The black widow packed up her mood, took out an anesthetic from the tray beside her, and was about to prick Wu Xian, but Wu Xian reached out and held the black widow's wrist and said, "This thing will affect my judgment. Let's use it when I don't shoot!" I can still hold on to this little situation now.

The black widow wanted to say something, but was stopped by the ghost face. The ghost face handed Wu Xian a towel and said, "Bite it!" In this way, you will feel better."

"If you can keep talking, I guess I will feel better, and your voice can play a role in cooling down." Wu Xian survived this time and didn't mind making a ghost joke.

The ghost face didn't say anything, just took off the cloak, which was more conducive to the concentration of the eyes. Wu Xian took off his cloak when he saw the ghost face and the wound on the ghost face, he obediently closed his mouth.

Although I feel that Wu Xian is more active than before, both of them saw a faint fierce light from Wu Xian's eyes, which is not caused by the reflection of sunlight, but a real murderous atmosphere.

No matter how good Wu Xian performed, both of them experienced the chilling fierce light in their eyes, but it was obviously lighter than Wu Xian's. But this new man, who has not been an old bird for a long time, has a murderous spirit beyond the two. The black widow and the ghost face are worried about Wu Xian, afraid that Wu Xian will fall into the murder path and take pleasure in killing all day long.

However, it is not the time to discuss these. The black widow and the ghost looked at each other, and the two worked very clearly.

The black widow quickly cut Wu Xian's skin and took out the shrapnel in Wu Xian's body in the fastest way, while the ghost face helped Wu Xian suture the wound while handing the bleeding tongs.

Wu Xian is like a tattered doll, allowing them to sew and mend on their bodies, but the muscles on the cheeks were dead and sweating on his forehead, but his eyes did not blink strangely. There is no doubt that the most basic qualities of the sniper are shown at this moment.

Even if the black widow gave full play to her greatest strength, the operation was still carried out for two hours. During this period, the black widow asked Wu Xian many times if she needed an anesthetic, but Wu Xian refused, but the towel in her mouth was changed for more than a dozen yuan.

The black widow and the ghost sat on the chair with sweaty faces, took off the sterile clothes that had already been stained with water mist, and a white hot air appeared on their bodies.

Wu Xian lay on **, his face pale, and there was still a cold sweat on his forehead. Wu Xian slowly moved his right hand, took a tray from the shelf on one side, and saw the large and small shrapnel inside. Wu Xian scolded feebly, "Damn it, I want my life, in the next life!"

The sound of small iron pieces rubbing the tray makes the black widow and the ghost face feel a little creepy. There are so many shrapnel in a person's body, and most of the wounds are simply bandaged and can also carry out high-intensity battles. This must be said to be a strange Traces.

"Sadako, prepare a small bottle for me and help me put these small things in. I want to watch my great achievements all the time."

"When is it? You're still like this. This time you're lucky, otherwise we won't even have a place to collect your body." When the black widow heard Wu Xian's words, she immediately changed her face.

"Black Widow is right! If you are still like this next time, don't blame us for being ruthless." This time, the ghost face stood on the side of the black widow.

"What the hell is the plane! Although I'm not Guan Gong, I don't have the courage to play chess with people without changing my face, but I'm not even allowed to make jokes!"

Seeing Wu Xian muttering alone there, the black widow asked, "Xian, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, nothing. It's recalling the feeling of being hunted down on the battlefield. Wu Xian made up one and wanted to fool it.

The black widow and the ghost face looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes. It is estimated that Wu Xianli's murderer has little bounds.

Wu Xian didn't know that his random sentence made them have bad thoughts about themselves. If he knew, he would not have said that. The ghost recalled the scene of being chased and killed!

Thinking of his crazy scene for half a month, Wu Xian sighed a little. He was not much different from being pure and looking for death. For a little conscience in his heart, he killed those immoral mercenaries and government troops. Now when I close my eyes, there will be scenes of those mercenaries being hit in the head, and now I can't even sleep well. However, my mind is a little relaxed. At least such a thing will not happen in the future unless I live impatiently.