After Li Yu shot the man, his expression didn't improve, but became even darker.
Just now, he saw the injured person, the location of the gunshot.
That position, survival is unlikely.
Xiao Jun wore a look of self-blame and regret on his face; he didn't retort when Li Yu scolded him earlier.
He thought if he had asked his men to be more cautious, maybe this wouldn't have happened.
Li Yu had emphasized to them many times the method of clearing a battlefield.
Very cautious, and also very troublesome.
But ever since the Doomsday outbreak, Li Yu's team has not suffered any casualties, exactly because they've been cautious enough!
He watched as Dapao and a few others carefully carried Liu Zheng, who was the shot subordinate.
Only 29 years old, usually optimistic and cheerful, always loved to joke with him.
Dazedly watching, the tide of pain made him breathless.
Seeing him like this, Li Yu sighed and said to him, "Get in the car and rest for a bit."
