"call……"

Lynn let out a long sigh, sat back against the wall behind him, and wiped the sweat that had already gathered on his forehead with the back of his right hand.

Then, he took out Mike's phone, which was unlocked, and dialed 911 directly.

"A white male, around 40 years old, with a penetrating gunshot wound to the right anterior chest. He has undergone chest wall decompression and is currently conscious. The location is Room 3, Basement 1, 7 Post Office Avenue."

After hanging up the phone, he covered Mike with the last clean, dry T-shirt, then squatted down and looked closely at Mike's eyes.

He gently pried open Mike's right eyelid with his fingers. Under the dim incandescent light in the room, the dark brown pupil remained relatively large for a few seconds before slowly and evenly contracting inward, becoming a small dot with a clear edge.

The left pupil is the same; both sides are symmetrical and reflect light.

This indicates that the brain's oxygen supply was not interrupted, the circulatory system was still functioning normally, and Mike's brain was not lacking oxygen.

Lynn breathed a sigh of relief, gently patted his face, which had regained some color, and lowered his voice to whisper:

"Mike, you owe me more than just a bottle of whiskey now..."

……

After finishing all that, Lynn turned around and looked at the two corrupt police officers lying on the ground, who were practically lifeless.

One has 30 health points left, and the other has 25.

He was already barely breathing, lying on the ground, completely unlike his arrogant self from before.

"Snapped!"

He slapped his forehead, his face full of bitterness and helplessness.

"What the hell do we do now? Holy crap..."

You might say you wouldn't go all out, but this is the second time we've encountered this, and they've actually gone all out against us. They're now the kind of enemies who are locked in a life-or-death struggle.

What's even more damning is that?

They've already witnessed their own superpowers!

Last time, since we were far apart, we could use some kind of allergic reaction to the enhancer or the drug's effects to get by.

But this time, the same thing happened again as soon as they met him. Anyone who isn't stupid will definitely connect these two incidents with him!

If we let them go this time, the first thing they'll do when they wake up is call the police. Then a bunch of colleagues in bulletproof vests and armed with heavy weapons will come and mow them down, leaving not a trace.

But what if we just wiped them both out...?

Not to mention that the landlord, Old Chen, already knew that two people had come, and that the last two people he had contact with were himself and Mike, and then they died, he couldn't escape the connection no matter what...

Are you suggesting we kill the landlord too?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Lynn suppressed it.

Three lives lost in one day.

Then I probably won't have the chance to go back to Dongda University in my lifetime.

"Waaaaah~"

Not far away, the roar of 911 ambulances was gradually approaching.

There were no surgical facilities available here; the bullet was still lodged in Mike's chest and couldn't be removed. Moreover, there was no way to properly disinfect and suture the wound. This trip to the hospital was something he absolutely had to do.

But Lynn also knew how much the ambulance trip would cost. The $4600 they had saved together might not even be enough, and they might have to put in more money.

"It's so bitter..."

He huddled on the ground, with Mike lying in a pool of blood, barely clinging to life, on one side, and two corrupt police officers lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing. Outside, an ambulance was approaching, about to arrive…

People will see the scene as soon as they open the door. How will I explain that then?

[The skeleton guards of Stratholme have been completely defeated by you. Your progress in "Corruption" skill has increased by 40%, "Curse of Weakness" skill by 20%, "Surgery" skill by 10%, and your character experience has increased by 30].

[You performed basic first aid on Mike, First Aid Skill +10%]

First Aid skill upgraded to level 2!

[You've acquired a new first aid skill: Linen Bandage!]

Your character has reached 200 experience points and has leveled up to level 3!

You have gained one free attribute point!

You have gained a new class skill: Shadow Bolt!

But at that moment, a whole bunch of post-war settlements suddenly popped up in front of him!

What attracted his attention the most were the upgrades to first aid skills and character level!

"What? Linen bandages!"

Lynn didn't even bother to look at the description of his new warlock skill, Shadow Bolt, and immediately opened the Flax Bandage skill description!

He had a feeling that this thing could save him from his current predicament!

[Linen Bandage: Restores 66 health points over 6 seconds].

【Material: Linen or any basic fabric x1】

"Linen or any basic fabric x1?"

Lynn felt his hands trembling slightly!

He immediately picked up an old piece of clothing piled on the bed and stuffed it into the box of the bandage-making interface that appeared in front of him.

Then I clicked the "Make" button below.

Three seconds later, a roll of linen bandage appeared in front of him!

"Holy shit, it's true! I actually made a roll of linen bandage!"

Lynn held this miraculous creation in his hands, looking at it from left to right, and then turned to look at Mike, who was lying in a pool of blood and was almost dead!

He immediately jumped up as if he had been electrocuted and tore open the makeshift package that he had just made for him.

Then he took the linen bandage in his hand and, like bandaging a mummy, wrapped it around Mike's chest wound, starting from the wound and wrapping it around again and again!

Although Lynn's hands were trembling violently, he was very fast, and in no time the thick roll of bandages was completely wrapped around Mike's chest.

[Health Points +11],

[Health Points +11],

[Health Points +11],

……

Mike's health bar had already dropped to a mere 5 points, and it was still slowly decreasing.

But this resulted in six consecutive "+11 HP" effects within six seconds, instantly raising his HP to 71 points!

Mike's face visibly flushed!

His breathing gradually became stronger, his chest rose and fell, and the wound that was still bleeding miraculously began to shrink inward and quickly scab over.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts so much... What happened to me?"

A dozen seconds later.

Mike slowly opened his eyes.

He stared blankly at everything before him, his mind not yet fully activated, clearly not yet fully processing the memories from before.

But then a familiar voice came from beside him:

"Yes, I'm the one who just called for an ambulance. The person I needed to rescue has already died, so there's nothing you can do now. I'm so sorry..."

"Alright, the person has been rescued, but what about those two corrupt cops...?"

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