"Hey, isn't it inappropriate for you to just pull down my pants like this? You can't just take advantage of my injury to bully me! Even if you manage to get my body, you won't win my heart!" Yun Hao gritted his teeth against the pain from his thigh and tried to force a smile.

"Bully your sister, huh? This bullet is really deep, and you're wearing woolen boxers? You're making me pull down the final layer of cloth here!" Ying'Er frowned, noticing how serious Yun Hao's injury was.

"What's this about bullying Xiao Qiao? I must have misjudged you; turns out you're into girls! Well, go ahead, since you won't do anything to me anyway! Jeez, you're really pulling them down. Look away, you female pervert!"

"Tch, what's there to be shocked about? I'm afraid when I use the dagger to take out your bullet, I might accidentally slice it off!" Ying'Er glanced at Yun Hao with disdain, then picked up the dagger beside her.

For some reason, being exposed like this in front of Ying'Er, especially seeing the dagger in her hand made Yun Hao shiver involuntarily—this wasn't a chill from a change in temperature!

"Ahem, maybe you should interrogate this guy beside us first, and find a hotel to remove the bullet later!" Yun Hao decisively refused. If her hand shakes and the dagger touches something it shouldn't, he'd be crying without tears!

"Look at you, such a coward!" Ying'Er gave Yun Hao a scornful look, then moved to the side where the sniper had fainted. But when her hand reached below the guy's nose, she glared at Yun Hao, "No interrogation left, he's already dead!"

"That's impossible, I didn't use much force! Could it be that I'm getting stronger?"

"Yeah, you're really strong; when you knocked him out, you didn't notice the branch under him?" Ying'Er nodded dismissively, her words mercilessly mocking Yun Hao.

Then Yun Hao, supported by Ying'Er, walked all the way down the mountain. Before leaving, Ying'Er used her jacket to bandage Yun Hao, stopping the bleeding somewhat!

By the time they reached the coal harbor town, Yun Hao was almost losing consciousness—his entire right leg was numb. Once in the hotel room, Ying'Er placed Yun Hao on the bed and called for a service worker to bring bandages, gauze, and disinfectant supplies!

"Do you want to bite down on something?" Ying'Er asked as she disinfected the dagger and then fully removed Yun Hao's pants, looking at him.

"If possible, I hope it's you… Ah, your sister, it hurts!" Yun Hao looked at Ying'Er lustfully, but before he could finish, she slapped his wound, causing him to cry out in pain!

Ying'Er rolled her eyes at Yun Hao, then saw him faint, feeling speechless. She held the dagger and carefully began extracting the bullet!

Indeed, without any formal measures, she directly used the dagger to extract the bullet. As the bullet slowly left his thigh, Yun Hao awoke from the pain, sweat uncontrollably pouring down his forehead, not to mention all over his body!

"This won't work; I'm afraid you'll pass out before the bullet is out—too much bloodloss, and such pain..." Ying'Er voiced her concerns.

"It's fine, I'll try to distract myself; if I can't handle this pain, how can I become Asura?" Yun Hao forced the words through gritted teeth, struggling not to pass out again!

"Remember, you owe me!" Ying'Er suddenly said something inexplicably.

Seizing this chance, Ying'Er helped remove Yun Hao's bullet, swiftly unscrewing the casing, scattered the gunpowder on the wound, ignited it, then washed the wound with alcohol; she finished by bandaging it all up!

Ying'Er turned and went into the bathroom, and soon the sound of a shower came from within!

Thinking about Ying'Er's contemptuous look when she turned, Yun Hao felt frustrated; how could he have chickened out earlier? Such a poor judgement!

Yun Hao didn't notice the mysterious force quietly spreading from the white ring he wore on his left middle finger!

After bathing, Ying'Er came out and tossed a wet towel at Yun Hao, "Wipe the blood off your thigh yourself!"

Feeling like a wronged wife, Yun Hao cleaned up, rested for an hour, then donned new clothes the service aide had bought, and they left the hotel, catching a car!

When the two returned to Africa, it was already the third morning. By then, Yun Hao's complexion had improved somewhat, although his body was still weak, he still walked with a limp, but was better than when he was shot, where he seemed would collapse at any moment!

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