Chapter 963: Injured

With a thunderous boom, a powerful explosion erupted, shattering all the windows. Although the grenade had been thrown back, it hadn't gone far. The force of the explosion's shockwave still reached Li Huowang.

The immense force sent Li Huowang flying, and as he slammed heavily against the wall, the wounds on his back, which had just stopped bleeding, burst open again.

"What the hell is going on out there?!" Li Huowang, whose ears were ringing incessantly, reached out his right hand to brace himself on the ground, intending to stand up.

However, his right hand suddenly met only air. Li Huowang immediately stumbled, falling back to the ground. Something about his body was different from before.

Lying on the ground, he lifted his right hand to look. Li Huowang discovered that all five fingers were gone. His entire arm was mangled, like a burst gun barrel.

Yet, miraculously, despite the severe injury to his hand, Li Huowang felt no pain, not a single bit.

Li Huowang moved. He quickly crouched down, untied his shoelace with one hand, and continuously wrapped it around his severed arm, about three inches above the wound, to prevent excessive blood loss.

After stopping the bleeding with one shoelace, Li Huowang untied the second one. Gripping it tightly with his teeth, he firmly strapped his military knife to his left hand.

His injury was severe, but Li Huowang was more concerned about the situation outside.

The situation outside was gravely wrong. Even with the Sīmìng of White Jade City out defending, grenades were still being thrown in.

The intensity of the battle was far greater than he had imagined. With such force, the Sīmìng of Fusheng Heaven might very well be aiming to annihilate them all in one fell swoop.

The best-case scenario, of course, was that Qing Wanglai and the others simply couldn't stop them in time, and some got through. However, there was also the worst-case scenario: that Qing Wanglai and Zhao Shuangdian had been completely wiped out!

At this moment, Li Huowang fully considered the worst possible outcome for the current situation, as good things had never happened to him.

However, on the other hand, this only strengthened Li Huowang's resolve. Their reaction precisely proved that his previous actions were correct.

Whether it was the drug manufacturing plant beneath the Gobi Desert, or the Sīmìng on the sea he had already forgotten, his and Zhao Shuangdian's actions had indeed threatened them!

Li Huowang staggered into Wu Qi's room, where he saw Yang Na rushing out with a medical kit.

"Huowang! Your hand!"

"Forget my hand for now, listen to me! I'm going out the front. When you hear an explosion, escape through the back window, got it?"

Li Huowang recalled Yang Na's appearance in the seawater, and he absolutely did not want that situation to repeat itself.

Having said that, Li Huowang took a deep, determined breath, and dragging his mangled body, he charged towards the tattered lobby.

As his ear ringing subsided, the sounds of battle from outside gradually reached his ears.

Hearing these sounds, Li Huowang felt a slight sense of relief. Good, it wasn't the worst possible scenario.

The Sīmìng of Fusheng Heaven had indeed attacked. There was no point in thinking about anything else now. Li Huowang immediately gripped the knife in his hand, steeled himself, and rolled sideways into the bushes outside.

Quickly identifying the positions where both sides were fighting and their firing points, Li Huowang noticed that most of them were in the bamboo forest. He lightened his steps and quietly circled around to get behind an enemy.

Just as he was about to get behind his target, Li Huowang's scalp suddenly tingled. He abruptly leaned back, narrowly dodging a bullet. "A hidden sentry!"

After quickly identifying the direction, Li Huowang, without hesitation, lunged towards where the bullet had come from.

Before the opponent's next bullet could leave the barrel, Li Huowang had already sliced off the three fingers gripping the gun.

Li Huowang then unhesitatingly charged at the enemy's abdomen with his knife. However, the opponent seemed to have anticipated Li Huowang's attack method. Their clothing appeared to be stab-proof, rendering Li Huowang's military knife useless for a moment.

Within the bamboo forest, Li Huowang and his opponent were locked in a continuous struggle. Though the opponent had lost three fingers, Li Huowang, too, had lost his right hand.

The opponent tried to snatch the knife, but Li Huowang had already strapped the military knife to his hand. For a moment, both sides were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Li Huowang gripped his weapon tightly and lunged at the opponent's neck. That exposed area was not stab-proof. However, the Sīmìng of Fusheng Heaven naturally had no desire to die. Their hand, clad in a military glove, firmly blocked Li Huowang's attack.

Just as the sharp blade was locked in a fierce struggle, unable to pierce the opponent's throat, with a wet gurgle, another sharp blade emerged from inside the throat, slicing the man's Adam's apple in two.

With an incredulous look in his eyes, the opponent's body gradually went limp, collapsing to the ground.

As his body fell, Yang Na, her face splattered with blood, appeared before Li Huowang.

She stood there, breathing heavily. The military knife in her hand was still dripping blood.

It was clear she had just gripped the military knife, stabbed it into the Sīmìng's neck from behind, and saved Li Huowang.

Yang Na took a moment to compose herself. Looking at the corpse on the ground, a beautiful smile appeared on her face. "I am the Wusheng Old Mother," she said. "I cannot flee. Without me, you wouldn't be able to kill them."

Then she looked at Li Huowang and said quite naturally, "Ji Zai, don't just stand there. It's a full-blown battle out there, go help!"

Hearing this, Li Huowang's expression momentarily became dazed, as if he saw Yang Na transform into another being.

A gunshot, "Bang!", snapped Li Huowang back to reality. He immediately pulled Yang Na down to the ground. "Stay close to me!"

"Okay!" As if encouraged by Li Huowang, Yang Na not only showed no fear at that moment, but was remarkably excited.

Lying on the ground, Li Huowang began to identify the approximate positions of the enemies.

It was clear the enemy had come prepared. They had chosen their positions before attacking. Every strategically advantageous and difficult-to-assault point was manned, and they could coordinate with each other.

It was evident that Fusheng Heaven's counterattack was truly massive. To destroy White Jade City, at least fifteen Sīmìng had been deployed.

The biggest problem, however, were the two Sīmìng on the roof of the opposite villa.

They lay there, continuously firing single shots, easily targeting those below. Qing Wanglai and Zhao Shuangdian, however, found it very difficult to attack them from below. For a time, the situation was very passive for them.

After a brief moment of rapid thought, Li Huowang pulled out his phone and called Qing Wanglai again.

"Hey! It's me! Yang Na and I are out here to help. It's not safe inside either. Have your people draw attention to the ten o'clock position. I'll see if I can take care of those two on the roof!"

"Cut the crap! Sanqing! If you're so capable, why didn't you stop them from blowing up your own damn place!" Li Huowang said, then hung up the phone.