Chapter 231 Gu Yanhao Was Shot and Injured

When Song Wuyou heard this, his face was ashamed, "Gu Yanhao, can you be any more evil?"

Gu Yanhao answered honestly: "Yes, I will walk the evil road more and more bravely for you."

"You are a dead head, I'm full." Song Wuyou picked up her bag and made a gesture to go back.

"Checkout." He originally wanted to give her a romantic performance, but seeing her indifferent expression when she saw the ring, Gu Yanhao was a little afraid that she would be more indifferent to his performance, or would laugh at him.

He was afraid that his heart would become uncomfortable because of her rejection...

After paying the bill, Gu Yanhao and Song Wuyou walked out of the restaurant.

Gu Yanhao just wanted to ask her to wait for him here, and he went to get the car.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, he quickly stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, wrapped her arms around her and turned around quickly, then lay down to the side.

Before Song Wuyou could realize what was going on, there was a sudden "bang" in his ears.

Song Wuyou was stunned, what sound?

Gunshots?

"boom--"

Another sound rang out, and people in the restaurant and on the street began to scream in panic when they heard the gunshots.

The bullet hit Gu Yanhao's side, and he rolled around the ground with Song Wuyou by his side, dodging the bullet.

Wherever he rolled, bullets hit.

The bullet hit the hard concrete road, producing strong sparks and noises, and Pengpeng——

Gu Yanhao turned to one side and blocked Song Wuyou behind his own body.

The other hand was already holding a pistol and was aiming up a building across the street.

"Boom-"

He fired two shots at one side.

The people on the street were in chaos.

Run run, scream scream.

Several others were shot and lay on the ground because of running around.

Song Wuyou was behind him, looking at her nervously.

Song Wuyou frowned when he saw the man lying on the ground after being shot.

"Ah..." Not far behind, a girl suddenly fell to the ground because she was shot.

Song Wuyou was startled and hurriedly looked back.

It was a little girl who was only about ten years old, and her heart was bleeding constantly.

Song Wuyou closed his pupils, got up and rushed over.

"Little girl!" Song Wuyou picked up the little girl.

"It hurts..." The little girl's clear and dark eyes were full of fear, "It hurts..."

She and her mother just came out of the snack bar, and her mother asked her to wait for her here, and she went to pick up the car. When she heard the gunshots, she was scared like a headless fly running around...

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital!" Song Wuyou pressed the little girl's heart with one hand, trying her best to calm herself down.

After Gu Yanhao killed the enemy upstairs on the opposite side, he found that Song Wuyou was not behind him.

When he saw her holding a little girl and looking at him, he rushed over.

Song Wuyou said anxiously: "She is injured, take her to the hospital!"

"Give it to me." Gu Yanhao stretched out his hand to take the girl, when suddenly, a red light shot from Song Wuyou's back.

Gu Yanhao was startled, because he had caught the girl with one hand and the gun with the other, so he had to step forward and push Song Wuyou away with his body.

At the same time, raise your arms and shoot towards the front.

"boom……"

"boom……"

Song Wuyou staggered a few steps, and before he could stand firm, he heard two gunshots.

There was a sound from the front, a sound from the ear, followed by a "Peng" sound.

The sound of bullets shooting into the flesh.

Song Wuyou was startled, and quickly turned around to take a look, only to see the tall Gu Yanhao staggering back two steps before standing up.

"Gu Yanhao!" Song Wuyou hurried up to support him and stabilize the little girl in his arms. As soon as he saw that the white shirt on his chest had a hole in it, blood spurted out, and soon the white shirt was dyed red, Song Wuyou was shocked: "You were shot?!!"

After Gu Yanhao stood firm, Jun's face did not show the slightest pain because he was shot.

With the hand holding the gun, he clasped her waist and hugged her, his eyes as deep and sharp as a falcon swept over her body, and his low tone contained a trace of tension: "Are you injured?"

"No!" Song Wuyou shook his head, looking at the shocking wound on his chest, his heart ached.