Sorry, but it’s good enough for your daughter.”

"Is my wound serious?" Lamin asked, leaning his neck. "Lie down and don't move."

Wei Ran had already put on rubber gloves when he reminded the other party, but when he came closer to Lezli Bangmai and lit the flashlight, he raised his eyebrows.

Laming's wounds now had the unique smell of rotten flesh, and even the sutures had broken open in several places due to pulling.

"Not a big problem"

While Rezri was speaking, he had already pinched Lamin's flesh with a hemostatic forceps. Seeing that he had no reaction, he immediately started the treatment in a way that made Wei Ran look particularly comfortable and even pleasing to the eye.

In less than 20 minutes, the rotten parts were cut clean, the blood vessels were re-sutured, and even the bones were cut off by more than ten centimeters.

After re-suturing and bandaging the wound and giving a few more injections, Rezli greeted Wei Ran and left the room, and got into the cab of a truck at Feishenke's greeting from afar.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When Weiran, who got on the bus last, hit the door, Feishenke, who was holding a lunch box and holding bread in his hand, asked without raising his head, "How is the situation?"

"The inflammation is quite serious. We have just cut off the slough and re-sutured it. But if he wants to survive, he still needs to go to the hospital for later treatment."

While answering the other party's questions, Rezli lit up a cigarette and took a long sip.

Hearing this, Feishenke nodded, put down his lunch box, rummaged in his backpack and changed the topic, "Victor, I

We reached cooperation with Comrade Malikov.

He agreed to help us keep an eye on the passage. Once it was determined that any target person was in the Presidential Palace, he would immediately notify us to prepare for action by flashing the overhead lights one long and one short. At the same time, he would also find a way to notify the captain and them.

"

"What do we need to do?" Weiran asked the most critical question. "We have to wait here for three days."

Fischenk temporarily stopped his movements and explained clearly, "Within three days, if you are still not sure whether the target person is in the presidential palace, the captain will create a fire and let us take the opportunity to take Lamin and the two

Children, get out of here.

If possible, take away the tortured prisoners in the dressing room or studio. As for the captain, with the help of Malikov, they will continue to lurk and wait for the target person to appear."

"If it is confirmed that one of the three target persons is in the presidential palace within three days, we will start taking action as soon as we get the information."

Lezli, who had grabbed the topic, paused. Seeing that Fischenk had no intention of continuing, he continued, "The captain and the others still created fake fires and power outages first. We took the opportunity to rush over and set the timer here.

bomb."

After we return to the power room and pass through the blast-proof door there, whether it is Malikov, Lamin or that awesome guy, they will ensure that they take us away from the battlefield and retreat.

"How should I trust Malikov's guarantee?" Wei Ran asked bluntly.

"Aren't his sons and Lamin's daughters in our hands?"

Lezli said in admiration, "That's a smart old guy. He had guessed something a long time ago, otherwise how could he have stuffed you in with such confidence."

"Of course he is relieved. My hands were tied with No. 8 wire at that time..." Wei Ran muttered secretly.

"If Malikov or Lamin break their promise, Victor, you are responsible for killing those two children."

After speaking, Feishenke finally took out a slightly hot lunch box and a whole piece of bread that was obviously freshly baked from his bag and handed them to Wei Ran.

"Thanks"

Wei Ran took the lunch box, opened the lid, and wolfed down the potato and beef stew inside along with the bread. However, he seemed to have forgotten and did not respond to the task assigned to him by Feishenke just now.

Fischenk didn't care, and took out another lunch box and a piece of bread from his bag and handed them to Rezli.

The three of them hid in the cab and finished the meal in silence, which could not be said to be a midnight snack or breakfast. They tacitly arranged the order of sleeping and duty. In less than a minute, there was only one left in the cab.
Chapter completed!