In fact, from the fact that these gangsters did not notice the strangeness of Sochef's gunshot wound, Buck knew that these guys had limited combat power. Yekarina held a pistol and fired face to face. No matter how far away they were, they were basically on a parallel line, so the gunshot wounds should be flat. The unlucky guy in front of him who was penetrated by a bullet was shot in the upper chest, and then he died. Going out from the back waist, it was obvious that the golden eagles had penetrated diagonally with rifles with stronger penetrating power from a high place. There were eight gang members in total who didn't realize this at all. Except for two of them who kept their eyes greedily on Natasha's ****, the man with oily hair and pink face endured it again and again before he stopped talking to the busy man. The nurse who was transfusing blood and delivering surgical instruments took action, winked a few times, grabbed the crystal wine bottle on the small carved table next to her, took two sips, and said, "What a bad luck! That little bitch!" Why did she suddenly come back and become so powerful? Why was there a gunman hiding behind to help her? Where did she go? Didn't she just go with some modeling agency? " She must be puzzled. feeling, but he is not too depressed about the gang's overwhelming decline. Could it be that he still relies on it a little bit? Buck slowly stopped the bleeding, and his rubber-gloved fingers could feel that Sochev's vitality was indeed on the verge of being exhausted. This was mainly because there was no first aid on the way from being shot to here. Hours has passed the golden period of rescue. Normally, he would not waste medicines and energy on this kind of body, but now he still found a sedative from the first aid box for infusion, and motioned to Natasha to give Natasha the mask connected to the small oxygen bottle. The wounded man put it on, and his movements were slow and unhurried. The main purpose was to listen to what content was available. But for at least ten minutes, these people were speculating about Yekarina's origins. The middle-aged man named Vlakic had been hanging by the window making phone calls, his voice was very low, and he was far away. And at the farthest distance, Buck tried his best and couldn't hear clearly. He looked at his wife who was wearing a mask, and Natasha's big eyes under her bangs also expressed helplessness. The only last resort was to use Buck. Buck took out a large dose of cardiotonic and began to slowly inject Sochev, which was to force Huiguanghuishuang to jump to the front of the queue. Sure enough, with his skillful control of the dose, the old guy, who had looked pale just now and had been breathing less and less recently, managed to take a few violent breaths. Natasha had to quickly stop the blood from the wound, and Buck let out a deliberate sigh. He took out a small flashlight and opened Sochev's eyelids. When he pretended to observe the pupils, he found that there were signs of dilation and death, but he still tried his best to open his eyes and saw the eyes moved with his last breath: " Wake up! The injured is awake" This pretense caused three gang members who were scattered around to gather around them. One of them still ran towards Natasha and reached out to touch her ****. , the experienced "nurse" inadvertently got out of the way by holding the infusion bag. And Vlakic, who was on the phone by the window, didn't even have time to hang up the phone, so he hurriedly jumped over. Buck finally heard him say to the phone: "Wake up" Is Sochev so important? Buck didn't panic: "The injured are in very bad condition. He may die from his injuries at any time. It's useless for you to threaten me. We can only try our best to get some things. If you want to ask, hurry up and hurry up." Vlakic finally had nothing to hide and leaned over Sochev's head: "Will! Where is Ivanovich's will! The key is where are the land ownership procedures for this factory area hidden? He What on earth did you say?!" Sochev's pupils really began to dilate, but only Buck could tell the extent of the change. He inadvertently exchanged glances with his wife, and Natasha's hand had already grasped the bottom of the first aid kit. The pistol covered by the saline bag was put away with his head lowered and he pretended to be very busy. Buck helped comb the wounded man's body, especially moving his hands slowly from the chest to the throat. This is a personal experience he gained in actual battlefields. Many wounded soldiers who were dying were actually in a state of failure of their body organs at the last moment. Whether it was the expansion of the chest for breathing or the throat muscles for speaking, they were mentally weak. There may be something in their brains. There are countless thoughts that I still want to say, but I can't pull the muscles. At this time, a little external force may help the wounded person say the last sentence or two. It may not work every time, but it can always lead to a blind cat hitting a dead mouse. As a result, just when these people looked nervous and almost bumped their heads together, Sochev's eyes turned white and his trembling lips finally said one word with trembling: "Cross, cross" Then Buck obviously I felt like the muscles I touched on my hand relaxed! Dead! It is the feeling that the soul is out of the body, the nerves fail to control the muscles, and all the muscles become like dead pork on the chopping board. But Buck skillfully moved his muscles to secretly make the body shake a few more times, and even pressed the chest, abdomen and larynx to make a whooshing sound from the mouth. It was not a human voice at all, but the sound of airflow passing by: "The wounded person is again Entering a deep coma, you have to wait for the next opportunity" No one doubted the professionals. Several people with solemn faces looked at each other, discussed the word, and sat back in their seats: "Cross? What does cross mean?" Qi Ye repeated to the phone: "Cross, he just said cross. The doctor said he was in a deep coma The technique should be good. We lifted him up but he didn't respond. We revived him again. What? You sent a helicopter Come and take him to the capital for treatment? Of course, your treatment conditions and doctors in the capital are betterOkay, let's try to find other cluesWe will definitely get this land! "The boss of the Sun Gang with oily hair and pink face looked really sweaty. He wiped it hard and finally hung up the phone without any worries: "Originally, everything was a matter of course. The factory area below us will definitely be taken over by us and Sochiv. We got it, so this guy used this secret to increase his worth. We didn't force him to tell what the old guy said before he died We didn't have time to find out where the procedures for ownership of this land were. Could it be that in that little ** In the factory where ** returned? " It sounds like what triggered Old Ivan's shooting was not a gang fight, but the ownership of another urban area at his feet. Old Ivan may have acquired ownership of this area. , now the other party is eager to get it. When Yekarina is not around, and they will definitely hold it in their hands at will, it will be easy to transfer the ownership of this land to someone, but God knows who The tattooed girl who was nothing more than a model came back with such a thunderous attack! The killing was such that everyone was caught off guard, and even Xu Tuzhi didn¡¯t even have time to search the old factory building where old Ivan lived! So why are we trying to seize the right to use such a piece of land? In such a desolate Siberian land, Buck didn't believe that this was a violent demolition thing! Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net