I Need A Fighter
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wang Wen paused for a moment.
He fell backward.
An invisible chair appeared behind him.
It supported Wang Wen's falling body, allowing him to sit in the air.
He shook his head.
The bullet fell to the ground.
The transparent barrier had nullified most of the bullet's power.
In the end, the impact broke only a small portion of his skin and caused some fractures.
That minor injury was insignificant compared to the one in the World Tower.
Zhu Xingguo rushed to his side, seeing blood pouring from his eyes and nose. He was in a hurry because he was scared. To clean and treat the wound, he took some Elixir of Life from the drone that had been copied but not left in the Fair Exchange.
Cheng Qiaoyi wrapped a clean piece of gauze around the wound.
However, she realized that his wound was almost healed.
She thought for a moment.
She still insisted on wrapping Wang Wen's head like a mummy.