Chapter 473 (1/2)

The development of power grid is the first-hand construction of Qin Zhan's team, and it is also through his people who control the data when it is put into operation. In recent years, many forces have sought from many sides, but the final seller has not been determined.

In fact, Qin Zhan didn't hold much hostility to the existence of the night gang. In particular, the other party still had a hook with song Ye's sister Yun Hua. He didn't even hunt tonight's action. However, looking at the red blood on the ground, his eyebrows were tightly twisted together and his face was dignified.

If the grid data leaks, he will have to re-examine the night gang.

The night wind is cold and cold. In the dark, all the illusions are really being torn. The cruelty of the truth presents a bloody state, which is gradually exposed to the world.

Song Ye runs all the way back to downtown, but she doesn't go back to the base directly. She lets people out in the grid shop where there is no rent at the corner of the street, so she can wake up after being drunk.

Covering her injured shoulder and looking at the bloodstain, she took a towel from the space and wrapped it around her wrist. Looking at the silent darkness outside, she turned pale and left.

At four o'clock in the morning, the winter night is still very dark, can't see five fingers, the cold wind outside the window is sharp, it is a good time to warm the quilt.

Le Mingyu was still sleeping soundly in his dream. When he was cold, he heard the doorbell ringing outside.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong, the rapid bell let him suddenly open his eyes from his sleep, quickly wake up, turn off the bed, open the door monitoring.

”Song ye?” Seeing the visitor, Les Yu was stunned, then put on his nightgown and hurried down to open the door.

This is his private villa. Even if his younger brother Le Mingyu doesn't know, he only told song Ye last time.

And he didn't expect that the other party would come to the door one day.

When he opened the door, the cold wind outside suddenly poured in, and the smell of blood in the air rushed to his face. Lesyu looked at his face as white as paper, and his heart tightened, ”are you hurt?”

”Well.” Song Ye lightly should a, the person has already flashed into the house, sitting in the sofa in the living room, this just took off the force to lean askew to one side, ”prepare hot water, alcohol, scissors and bandage for me.”

Lesyu heard her voice was very hoarse and weak, and guessed that her bloody shoulder should have been shot. Without saying a word, he went upstairs and took the medicine box.

After a while, he prepared everything, turned on the bright light, and helped song Ye cut off his shoulder clothes. Under the wet black clothes with blood stains, there was a bloody hole. The skin around him was too white, which made the wound look more startling.

”Sniper gun? Did you meet a killer? ” Leswoo knew everything about weapons. He could tell the type of gun at the sight of the state of the wound.

”Oh, more trouble than the killer.” Song Ye sneered, but did not answer more, but asked, ”do you know how to get bullets?”

Lesyu raised his eyebrows. ”That's natural, but don't blame me for taking advantage of you.” After all, song Ye is still a 16-year-old underage, and he still feels a little uneasy about his conscience.

Smelling speech, song Ye leaned back on the sofa and curled his lips, ”then don't talk nonsense.” Sooner or later, she had to deal with it in good condition. After saying this, she took a towel and bit it in her mouth.

Lesyu moved his lips and tried to say something, but finally he swallowed it.

He knows how painful it is to take a bullet. Even a man may not be able to bear it, let alone a 16-year-old girl. He wants to persuade song ye to go to a private hospital for an injection, but he remembers that she came to him late at night, just because she doesn't want people to trace her whereabouts.