Chapter 62
The bullet pierces through the flesh, if it does not hurt, how is it possible?Lu Shengjie frowned, but did not let go of his hands around Qianhua, and looked sideways at the middle-aged man who accidentally pulled the trigger, with a look of cruelty flashing across his face.

Lifting his right leg, he kicked towards the middle-aged man as fast as lightning.

The middle-aged man knew that the situation had reached the point of no return, so he decided not to do anything and kept going. He was dead anyway, and it was worthwhile to pull back.

Thinking about it, this desperate middle-aged man pulled the trigger again, pointing his gun at Lu Shengjie.

Lu Shengjie hadn't kicked the middle-aged man yet, but the gun in his hand had already fired bullets.

The members of the Black Dragon Society turned pale with fright, and it was too late to stop it. . .

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared behind Lu Shengjie, wasn't it Song Qianhua who was still in Lu Shengjie's arms just now?

No one saw how she shot, only saw a bullet between her two fingers lightly and delicately.

Her beautiful cherry lips were tightly pursed, and the anger on her face was daunting.

"Return it to you" Qianhua threw three words coldly, and lightly waved his finger, the yellow bullet flew out, quickly and silently sinking into the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man fell down, staring at Qianhua intently, full of unwillingness.

Qianhua turned around, and happened to meet Lu Shengjie's surprised eyes.

She turned her head and said to the stunned members of the Black Dragon Society, "Clean up this place and wait downstairs."

After that, she pulled Lu Shengjie into the room.

"Who are you?" Pushing away Qianhua's hand, Sheng Jie stood straight in the middle of the hall.

"I'm Song Qianhua." Qianhua looked back at him without even evading it.

"Song Qianhua who disappeared ten years ago is you?"

"That's right, it's me. I'm back. I want to get back everything that belongs to me and my parents." In front of Lu Shengjie, she couldn't lie or hide anything. For some reason, she wanted to tell him everything. all.

Lu Shengjie's originally tense face gradually relaxed. Looking at Qianhua's face, his eyes were full of pity. Ten years ago, she was only five years old. What has she experienced in these ten years?
"Your wound is still bleeding, are you going to let me take care of it for you?" Qian Hua suddenly tilted her head and said mischievously.

The atmosphere calmed down in an instant, and Sheng Jie obediently walked to the sofa and sat down.

After cleaning the wound with alcohol, Qianhua reached out to touch the cloth bag, and a small cloth bag and a very sharp knife appeared in her hand. Opening the small cloth bag, it was filled with all kinds of gold needles.

He sealed all the acupuncture points on his arm with gold needles to make him lose the pain feeling for a while, then he carefully picked open the flesh with a knife and took out the bullet casing inside.

He reached into his pocket again, and a white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. When the cap was removed, a burst of fragrance came out.

She poured two light green pills from the bottle, threw one into Lu Shengjie's mouth, crushed the other, and applied it to Lu Shengjie's wound.

The green pill melted in the mouth, and turned into a faint warm current, which went straight into the heart and lungs. In an instant, the internal organs were wrapped in warmth, and the body gradually began to heat up.

Qianhua removed the golden needle from Lu Shengjie's arm, walked behind him, put his hands on the back of his heart, and balls of extremely pure vitality poured in from his back, filling his inner organs.

Qianhua was surprised to find that in Shengjie's body, there was a surge of vitality that was not weak, which was very similar to the vitality she cultivated, and it seemed that they came from the same technique.

(End of this chapter)

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