Chapter 3937: Master Wang Is Injured

Chapter 3937: Chapter 3937: Master Wang Is Injured

Before they went up, he specifically ordered the firepower below to provide cover.

They approached the second-floor staircase, but the people below were still some distance away and hadn’t immediately noticed the items tied to the drone like Sangs and his team did.

Everyone instinctively wanted to shoot down the flying drone.

Ye Wangchuan used human instinct.

The next second, the drone was hit, and the sparks from the bullet ignited the objects tied to it.

All they heard was a "boom!"

A huge flame rose, and the wave of heat blew Sangs and his team, who had just managed to get up there, back down.

He himself, being experienced and quick to react, noticed the dangerous items on the drone and immediately ducked in the opposite direction to avoid it.

Nie Qingru’s close aides weren’t as fortunate; they reacted slower, similar to those below the stairs, still looking up to see what on earth was tied to the drone flying above them.

Before they could see clearly, the explosion blinded them, and they were knocked away, inevitably penetrated by debris from the blast.

Several people hit the ground, spat out a mouthful of water, and then fainted.

Even Sangs himself was struck by the blast’s impact, seeing stars, and for several seconds his vision was black, unable to regain his senses.

...

Upstairs.

The man, who calmly exploited human weaknesses to repel their strong assault, also suffered internal injuries from being too close.

Ye Wangchuan calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, indifferently tore his clothes, and used fabric strips to bind the wound on his shoulder, temporarily staunching the bleeding.

This time his injury was in an unfavorable spot, right on the right shoulder, greatly affecting the flexibility of his right hand; an ordinary person might have already given up.

But Ye Wangchuan didn’t react much, simply treated his injury and then bowed his head to move his left wrist, bent to pick up the gun from the ground with his left hand, and headed toward the window.

The windows of the Red Alliance headquarters could offer a view of the situation outside. Ye Wangchuan dragged his injured right hand closer but didn’t directly stand in front of the window to look.

Instead, he pressed his body against the wall at a 45° angle to look outside.

He was very clear that with Lu Zhi’s personality, it was impossible for him to overlook such an obvious escape route as the window, so there must be a large number of snipers outside targeting this spot.

Anyone attempting to break through the window to escape from inside would be shot like a sieve by external snipers!

He squinted at the outside, in the pitch-black night, only seeing a few scattered light spots moving, without hearing any sounds of gunfire outside.

It seemed Jian Jin and the others were at least temporarily safe.

Ye Wangchuan lowered his gaze, his face expressionless. Now he was unusually a bit disheveled, the dark hair hanging down covering his smooth forehead, the shirt stained with blood, but the long legs outlined by the black pants were still straight and long, standing there exhibiting the aristocratic temperament of a well-bred young lord.

Despite his dire situation, Ye Wangchuan only lowered his head, tightened the fabric on his right shoulder, picked up his weapon, and pushed the door to enter the warehouse where Qiao Nian had stored things.

The communications inside were completely cut off.

He couldn’t even accurately tell the time, relying only on mental calculations to roughly estimate how much time had passed.

Ye Wangchuan walked to the warehouse, casually picked up a small item from one of the boxes, and pondered how he could delay further.

... I wonder how Mo Xi’s side is progressing.