When Bo Ye rushed back to the small forest, he heard a few gunshots, which made his heart tighten.
"Bo Yin, you're f*cking crazy."
Bo Ye cursed for the first time.
Fu Tingyan covered his arm with one hand and walked out. He couldn't help but curse in his heart, F*ck! !
Seeing Bo Ye walking towards him, he said, "He's gone."
Then, he walked towards the apartment.
When Bo Ye heard this, he did not care about Bo Yin anymore. He turned around and chased after Fu Tingyan.
"You're injured."
Bo Ye saw Fu Tingyan covering his arm with his hand. He could smell a strong smell of blood. Because the light was too dim, he did not know how many places he had been injured.
Bo Yin's marksmanship was very accurate.
Fu Tingyan endured the pain and teased, "Yeah, how are you going to thank me?"
Bo Ye didn't reply. Instead, he said, "Let's go back to the apartment. I'll take care of it for you."
