The person who called was Nangong Shaye.

When Fang Cheng saw the contact name, he realized that he had never been there except when he came back from Tiezhu Palace.

He is quite like a ruthless scumbag.

But he can't blame him for coming back. He was busy with Ye Yuqing's affairs and had no time to think about anything else.

Nangong Shaye actually called him on his own initiative. Could it be that he was missing banana milk and his flexible tongue?

"Hello?"

Fang Cheng chose to answer the call and asked with a smile: "Why do you call me if you don't marry me?"

Nangong Shaye's depressed voice came from the other end of his phone: "Come and save me."

The smile on Fang Cheng's face disappeared: "With your phone on, please send me a location immediately."

He said as he walked quickly towards the balcony on the second floor.

"Brother Cheng?"

Yu Guangqian looked at him nervously, not knowing what had happened.

Yu Guangqingxue, who was watching a movie on her mobile phone, also turned her head to watch.

"It's nothing, stay at home and don't run around."

Fang Cheng reminded him that he had already arrived on the balcony and jumped.

The bloody battle suit instantly covered his whole body, and the jet ports on his back and soles pushed him into the sky, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a vague little black dot.

...

In the suburbs, inside an abandoned factory.

Nangong Shaye sent the positioning to Fang Cheng, huddled in the corner of the dusty room, constantly gasping.

She was covered in scratches, had a gunshot wound on her abdomen, and a large patch of dark red blood solidified on her torn clothes.

The physical strength is rapidly passing, and if the wound is not treated, it will soon kill her.

But in this abandoned factory, not to mention medical supplies, there is no way to find a clean tool.

Nangong Shaye's eyes fell on his phone, and the only hope now is that Fang Cheng can find her as soon as possible.

However, this place is very far from Tokyo city and remote, so it is difficult to find in a short period of time.

It can only be left to fate.

Nangong Shaye pressed the wound with one hand, looked at the ceiling full of spider webs, and Fang Cheng's face appeared in his mind.

What a pity, if I had known today, I shouldn't have rejected him.

This life is just over twenty years, and it is so embarrassing that I will be a young man until I die.

This guy is handsome and powerful, with a much higher rank than him and has a good impression of each other, so he took advantage of him.

In this kind of life, can you still hope to stay away from disputes and get married and have children smoothly until you grow old?

Nangong Shaye was thinking wildly, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

She knew that she might die if she fell asleep, but she couldn't help but feel more and more sleepy.

Squeak-

The sudden sudden sound of shaking awakened Nangong Shaye.

It’s impossible that it was Fang Cheng, even if he drove, it wouldn’t be so fast.

She slowly moved her body, which had become a heavy body, and looked out carefully from the window of the room.

A military vehicle was parked at the entrance of the factory, and nine fully armed soldiers got off the car.

They were well trained and divided into three groups, entering the factory from three directions to start searching.

Nangong Shaye's heart kept sinking.

She tried hard to check the robotic arm, and there was only one grenade left inside.

No matter how hard a grenade is played, it will not be able to kill the nine fully armed soldiers outside. There is no problem with self-killing.

Although the factory is wide in size, Nangong Shaye was seriously injured when he came in, and it was very difficult to walk, let alone remove traces.

These soldiers outside will find her soon.

As the time was estimated, Nangong Shaye tried to lift the robotic arm and aimed it at the door of the room.

The door has long been corroded and broken, and can be entered and exited at will.

About ten seconds later, a flash bullet was thrown in.

Nangong Shaye also drove the robotic arm at the same time and shot the grenade out of the door.

A muffled sound and an explosion sounded back and forth.

Nangong Shaye felt that his eyes were white and he could not see anything.

When her vision recovered, several soldiers with guns rushed in from the door that had been collapsed, and their guns were pointed at Nangong Shaye.

They did not shoot, and one of them strode forward, raised his leg and kicked Nangong Shaye's head.

Look at the posture, he is ready to capture it alive.

Nangong Shaye's physical strength was completely exhausted and he couldn't even move.

Watching the dirty thick military boots fly towards her head.

With this kick, she may kick her neck directly, or hurt her spine and cause paralysis.

It seems you're still one step late!

When this thought came to Nangong Shaye's mind, she seemed to hear the sound of gunfire.

The next moment she realized that this was not an illusion.

The walls of the room were suddenly penetrated by some large-caliber bullets. None of the soldiers in the room could escape. They were all hit by bullets in the head, and even the bulletproof helmet was blown up.

Especially the soldier who was about to kick her, he was hit by several bullets at the same time, and his burly figure was torn apart by the terrifying kinetic energy.

boom!

The wall on one side of the room suddenly exploded, and a bright red figure broke into the wall.

Seeing this familiar figure, Nangong Shaye felt soft all over and wanted to cry.

Can you come early? Every time you get stuck at the most critical moment, it’s so exciting that it’s unbearable.

Fang Cheng threw the gun in his hand casually, and before it landed, it turned into two blood eagles and flew out of the room, chasing the remaining soldiers outside the room.

He himself quickly walked to Nangong Shaye and reached out to hold the gunshot wound on her abdomen.

"It's too late..."

Nangong Shaye's voice was hoarse and powerless. It took too long to go to the hospital for rescue. It was too late.

She tried hard to raise her hand and gently stroked Fang Cheng's face: "If there is a next life, I must meet you early and eat you... Uh?"

The voice stopped abruptly, and she found that her physical strength had actually returned. The more she spoke, the stronger she became, and the pain in her abdomen was quickly disappearing.

She looked down and found that Fang Cheng's hand holding the wound emitted a faint fluorescence, which was quickly healing the gunshot wound.

OK, this is not scientific, but magical.

Fang Cheng used the treatment of the Spiritual Art to quickly cure Nangong Shaye's gunshot wounds and take out the bullets.

In addition, many scratches on her body were not spared. She returned to whiteness and smoothness under Fang Cheng's hands, and even the scars were not left behind.

After Fang Cheng cured Nangong Shaye's injury, he asked the first sentence: "You said you wanted to eat me, right?"

Nangong Shaye smiled awkwardly: "I... am kidding you."

She thought she was about to die, so she didn't have to worry about anything. Only then did Fang Cheng say that, but he realized that this guy actually had such a magical treatment method.

"Sorry, I took it seriously."

Fang Cheng pinched her face with his hands: "Either you keep your promise and eat me, or you go back on your word and I will eat you and choose one by yourself."

"I have lost weight recently, can I not eat it?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't eat it, I have a good appetite."
Chapter completed!