"Zhu Li!"
Xie Bing, mad with panic, rushed over and clung to the faltering Zhu Li.
The bullet had pierced Zhu Li's heart, and blood spurted wildly from the hole in his chest, beyond Xie Bing's ability to stem the flow, no matter how he tried.
"Someone, call an ambulance! Call an ambulance quickly!" shouted Xie Bing.
Suddenly, Zhu Li grasped Xie Bing's hand with almost all his strength, managing a weak smile, "Ah Bing, you knew all along that I had betrayed you, so why didn't you kill me?"
"Shut up! I promised Uncle Zhu that I'd take good care of you, I won't let you die!" Xie Bing said through clenched teeth, tears already streaming down his face.
