When Tang Zheng woke her up, excitement flashed on Zhang Yan's face, but that was immediately replaced by pain, and tears began to stream down her cheeks.
"Brother Tang, it hurts," Zhang Yan instinctively twisted her body, but the pain from her wrist and ankle took her breath away. Remembering something, she warned, "Don't come near, there are bombs nearby."
"Would the enemy be that stupid?" Tang Zheng took a look around him, and took only one step before stopping. Even if Zhang Yan hadn't advised him against it, he wouldn't have moved forward. His step was just to reassure her and to show his urgent desire to rescue her.
"I am getting more and more treacherous," Tang Zheng hated this trait in himself, it felt like he was wearing a mask. "Do you know where the bombs are buried?"
