"Let's not…"
Ye Feng shook his head, feigning difficulty as he sighed.
But before he could finish his sentence, his eyes fixed straight ahead, staring blankly.
Jiang Yuxin had by now begun to hop up.
Without any warning, she just sprang up.
The hopping was so capricious, so joyful!
Up, down…
Up, down…
The graceful scene, not just Ye Feng, even Wen Rou was nearly dazzled.
"Wen Rou, what are you dazing out for, hurry up and extract the bullet for him…"
Jiang Yuxin was hopping and gasping for breath, seeing Ye Feng stare unblinkingly, and Wen Rou too, she couldn't help but say angrily with a flushed face.
"Ah…"
Wen Rou was startled and quickly lifted Ye Feng's T-shirt, took a few deep breaths, and then carefully used the beryllium needle to slice open the wound, hoping to extract the evil bullet.
Hiss…