Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
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Chapter 257 – The Oracle
One phone call later, Wan Er held onto my arm as tears still flowed from her puffy red eyes, “Does it hurt?”
I shook my head, “It doesn’t.”
“Really?”
“Don’t shake it like that, I’m dying from pain actually…”
“…”
……
Looking at my wound, it felt like the bullet had pierced through my muscle tissue but it fortunately didn’t nick an artery or any part of the bones, otherwise a trip to the hospital would definitely be needed. With this type of situation, all I needed to do was to disinfect and wrap up the wound. I already surpassed the Refined Body stage so the recovery of my muscle tissue was far faster than the ordinary person. This wound would take at most a week to heal completely from and leave behind only the smallest of scars.
“Don’t worry…”
Looking at Wan Er who was crying so much that I thought it was raining, I couldn’t help but feel a small sense of sorrow. With a great amount of effort, I lifted my injured hand and patted her shoulder, “Wan Er, I’m really fine, the bullet only hit the skin….did you know, in the days when I was deployed to Ethiopia, my hand was almost shot off but luckily I had a belt handy, and learned from the experience…”
Wan Er sniffed loudly as she stared at me hazily, “You’re still teasing me, stupid!”
I carefully leaned against the corner and laughed, “It’s really nothing to worry about. Come on, laugh for me, if you’re crying over something like this now, what will you be like when I suffer from an even worse injury in the future?”
Wan Er wiped at her tears, her red lips still faced me as her beautiful eyes still contained a complex expression. After what felt like an eternity, she said, “I don’t know…do you? In the past, my father hired a bodyguard for me, but he was shot through the heart, But I…I didn’t grieve over him like I did here….”
I laughed, “Perhaps…perhaps it’s because I brought you to a few SS ranked maps? You’re worried that if I die, you’ll never have someone take you to places like Five Barbarian Desolate Tombs or Dragon Temple…”
“Wuu,
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