Chapter 224: Supermarket Shooting Incident

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While they were selecting, they were suddenly startled by two gunshots.

"Damn it! Avril, go!"

Zhao Dong is very sensitive to gunshots. His previous life was destroyed by a gunshot. When he heard the gunshot, he dropped what he was holding and immediately pulled Lindsay to find a hiding place.

"boom!"

At this time the gunfire rang out again.

The customers in the supermarket reacted, and there were screams, running, and crying all of a sudden.

Three masked black men armed with guns were searching for U.S. dollars at the checkout counter. The Chinese owner of the supermarket, a middle-aged man in his forties, rushed out of the warehouse with a semi-automatic rifle.

"Get out of here, you bastards!"

While roaring, he pulled the trigger and fired two shots, hitting the ceiling.

"Xie Te, this Chinese still dares to shoot us?"

A masked man screamed, bang, and fired a shot at the boss with the pistol in his hand.

He didn't shoot at the ceiling like the boss, he fired directly at the boss. The boss grunted, was shot, and fell to the floor immediately.

"Damn it, I killed someone!" the guy who fired the gun screamed again.

"He's not dead yet, let's run." Another guy shouted urgently.

"Why are you so anxious? This is a Chinese community and the police won't come here so quickly. Let's get some more things. It's free anyway."

The third guy said calmly.

"Haha, who did I see? A big star! Come here quickly, I saw Fei Long. I want his autograph. I must get his autograph today."

When the guy who said he was going to run saw Zhao Dong, he shouted excitedly.

Two other masked black men ran over immediately.

"You idiot,

What's the point of asking for his signature? If you want his money, he is a big star and must have a lot of money. "

The guy who shot and wounded the boss cursed, pointed his pistol at Zhao Dong, and said with a smile: "Hey, Flying Dragon Star, did you hear that? I want your autograph... ah no, I want yours Money. Oh oh oh..."

At this time, he saw Lindsay hiding behind Zhao Dong and said in surprise: "Look, who is behind you? Is it your beautiful wife? Get out of the way quickly and let us enjoy it."

Zhao Dong was sweating heavily on his head. He was actually seen hiding in this corner. This was all because he was too tall.

"I can give you money, a lot of money."

He casually took out a large handful of U.S. dollars, including three to four thousand dollars. He estimated that these three guys might not have grabbed so much money just now.

As a Chinese, he still likes to carry cash with him and is not used to carrying credit cards.

"Give me."

The guy who was about to run grabbed it with one hand, dropped a few of them, and quickly picked them up again.

"Can we go?" Zhao Dong asked.

"You stay here, let's go first." The calmest guy suddenly said.

"No, no, no, I want her, I want to take her away." The guy who shot and wounded someone shouted loudly.

"Don't mess around." The calmest guy immediately advised.

"I want her, no one can stop me."

The guy who shot and wounded had a very dangerous look in his eyes, and even pointed the gun at the calmest guy.

"Then hurry up." The calmest guy said helplessly.

"Listen, you leave now. This is the best outcome. You know who I am. If you dare to touch us, even if you are sent to prison, I will have a way to find you."

The other party's idea hit Lindsay's head, and Zhao Dong had no choice but to threaten.

"You are a Chinese monkey, why do you have such a beautiful white girl? I must take this girl away."

The guy who shot and wounded someone roared crazily, pointed his gun at Zhao Dong, and shouted: "Get out of the way, Chinaman."

Seeing that Zhao Dong refused to give in, he put his gun directly on Zhao Dong's chest. Zhao Dong still refused to give in. He shouted sharply: "You Chinese pig, do you think I dare not kill you?"

"husband!"

Lindsay cried from behind.

"fine."

Zhao Dong forced himself to calm down and said to the man: "How about one million dollars, one million dollars for each of you, in exchange for us leaving? The police are coming, and you will have no chance if you don't leave."

"Kelly, please agree, we are going to become millionaires."

The guy who wanted money and wanted to run away was so surprised that he even called out the man's name.

"Go to hell, damn Chinaman!"

But the guy who shot and wounded fell into paranoia and madness. With a bang, he shot Zhao Dong in the chest.

At close range, Zhao Dong was pushed back and knocked down Lindsay behind him.

"husband?"

Lindsay screamed.

The moment he was hit, Zhao Dong seemed to have returned to the moment he was hit by a police bullet in his previous life.

Likewise, he was hit in the chest that time.

That time his lungs were blown out, but what about this time?

Can level 100 immunity to injuries, 100% death saving throw, 99% serious injury immunity, 90% medium injury immunity, and 80% minor injury immunity protect him?

After being hit, he covered the wound with his hand. It was painful and there was a lot of fluid. He seemed to smell the smell of blood.

But at this time he thought of Lindsay behind him. This time he couldn't fall, otherwise it would be the end.

"ah!"

In an instant, he became crazy. After he staggered to his feet, even though the guy's gun was still pointed at him, he just kicked him over without hesitation.

"boom!"

The man was kicked out by Zhao Dong, and at the same time the gun in his hand went off.

He was only about 1.8 meters tall and weighed at most 70 kilograms. He was kicked two or three meters away, knocking down a shelf and unable to get up.

Zhao Dong kicked out, and the second bullet grazed his scalp and shot into the ceiling. It was a close call.

"damn it!"

The other two masked men with guns yelled and pointed their guns at Zhao Dong.

"One hundred million per person." Zhao Dong had an idea and shouted.

"One hundred million!"

Upon hearing this number, the two of them couldn't help but froze. Countless bills flashed before their eyes, and their attention was completely distracted.

At this moment, Zhao Dong took a risk and took a step forward. He moved his left and right hands together, grabbed the two pistols in his hands, and then raised them.

"Damn, he lied to us."

The two of them woke up, but it was already too late. Their hands were also grabbed by Zhao Dong and they could not run away.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Zhao Dong raised his leg and kicked the two of them in the stomach twice. The two of them softened on the spot, and their guns fell into his hands.

"boom!"

But at this moment, the gun rang again. The guy who had been kicked over by Zhao Dong onto the shelf got up and shot Zhao Dong.

"Well!"

Zhao Dong staggered, but fortunately, he missed his vital point at close range and was shot in the thigh.

Instinctively, he smashed the gun in his right hand, took advantage of the opponent's dodge, turned the muzzle of the other gun, and wildly pulled the trigger at the man.

"Bang bang bang..."

About three meters away, the man was beaten so hard that he staggered back, then fell to the ground, covered in blood, and only twitching instinctively.

"Kakaka..."

Zhao Dong fired all the bullets and did not stop until the firing pin fired continuously.

"Flying dragon?"

The panic-stricken Lindsay rushed over and saw Zhao Dong with blood on his chest. He was dumbfounded and almost collapsed.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Zhao Dong seemed to be in good spirits. He pointed a gun at the man and walked over to check the situation.

"Dead, is he dead?" Lindsay's teeth were chattering.

"Roughly the same."

Zhao Dong pointed the gun at the other two people. The two people raised their hands and lay on the floor without moving.

"Woooo..."

At this time, the sirens finally sounded outside.

Zhao Dong immediately dropped the gun to avoid being shot to death by the police, and then pulled Lindsay to sit down.

"People inside, listen, you have been surrounded..." the police shouted outside.

"Aiweier, call Ringo Wells and ask him to notify Knicks immediately."

Zhao Dong warned, and then shouted outside: "I am Feilong, the Knicks' Feilong. I was shot by a gangster. The gangster has been subdued by me. The Knicks management will be here soon. I ask you to protect me." , take me to the hospital immediately."

"Feilong? Why is he here?"

"Idiot, this is a Chinese supermarket, it's normal for him to come here."

"what to do?"

"What can we do? He was shot and must be sent to the hospital quickly, otherwise the Knicks owner and the New York media will not let us go."

"Damn Chinese, I hate Chinese."

"I can guarantee that half of New Yorkers are his fans. If you say this in public, you will lose your job. There is no way to keep you."

"Go in. Be careful and shoot immediately if there is danger. But it is best not to kill Feilong. Killing him will be troublesome and hard to explain."

The distance from the supermarket entrance to the shooting scene was only 40 meters, and it took the police three minutes to arrive.

At this time, Wells had received a call from Lindsay and was scared out of his mind.

He hung up on Lindsay and rushed outside to call Grant.

"Damn it, if you don't answer the phone, I'll ask Feilong to apply for a trade."

After several rings and still no answer, he was so anxious that he started cursing.

"Hello, Mr. Wells..."

"Listen to me, Grant, Feilong was shot by a gangster in the supermarket..."

"what!"

There Grant bit his tongue.

"Now is not the time to be surprised. Act immediately. He needs protection from being killed by those policemen. You know their habits. Hostages are their first target, and then the gangsters."

"Oh oh, I know, damn, where is he now?"

Grant answered the phone, grabbed the car keys and ran outside.

Fortunately, Zhao Dong was not killed by the police this time. With the protection of the Knicks, the police sent him to the hospital.

The Chinese boss with him was not killed, but was shot in the stomach.

On the other side, Zhao Dong was carried into the medical vehicle.

Zhao Dong looked okay. The shot in his leg did not hit an artery, and the amount of bleeding was not large. There was no danger. The most serious thing was the shot in the right chest.

But he felt that the bullet did not enter his lungs, because he had no problem breathing at all. If the bullet had entered his lungs, there would have been a mess there, and he could have tasted it in his previous life.

"No need, my breathing is fine."

After getting into the ambulance, the nurse wanted to give Zhao Dong oxygen, but Zhao Dong stopped him.

"This is a good sign."

The emergency doctor also breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to examine Zhao Dong's wounds.

Lindsay knelt in the corner of the ambulance, holding Zhao Dong's head in her hands and crying.

"It's okay, Aiweier. It's just a traumatic injury. The bullet definitely didn't go in. You'll be fine after you rest for a while." Zhao Dong looked up at Lindsay and consoled him.

"Really, is everything okay?" Lindsay cried.

"The situation is indeed not bad. There is no problem with Feilong's breathing and there is no internal bleeding. This means that the lungs were not damaged by the bullet."

At this time the emergency doctor said.

After checking it, he laughed and said: "The bullet really did not enter the lungs, it was stuck in the muscles and ribs. This is incredible. Human muscles cannot block bullets fired from pistols at close range, but It should be that the quality of Feilong's chest muscles is too good and very strong, which consumes the kinetic energy of the bullet, and then this rib can block it."

"call!"

Lindsay breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed her mind, and sat down directly, feeling that there was no strength left in her body.

"Are the ribs broken?" Zhao Dong asked.

The doctor checked again, shook his head and said, "You need to take photos to know this. It can't be seen. But there is no obvious concavity in the wound area. Even if it is broken, there is no dislocation. No correction is needed. It will recover very well."

Wells was the first to rush to the hospital and only saw Lindsay outside the operating room.

Lindsay seemed to be in a good mood, because Zhao Dong stayed awake before entering the operating room and seemed to be in good condition.

There were several policemen waiting nearby. They introduced Zhao Dong's situation to Wells and said, "Feilong was shot once in the right chest and once in the left thigh. There were two shots in total. The amount of bleeding was not much. He was also shot. He hasn’t lost his consciousness, he seems to be in good condition, and his life should not be in danger.”

"Damn it, where are those gangsters?" Wells said angrily.

"One was beaten to death on the spot, and the other two were arrested," the policeman replied.

"The flying dragons are the wealth of all New York. I want to keep them in prison for the rest of their lives, for the rest of their lives." Wells roared.

Several policemen shrugged and said nothing.

Grant arrived at this time, looking panicked. He felt better after asking about the situation.

Not long after, more Knicks management personnel rushed to the hospital, and owner James Dowland also rushed over.

Sun Zhenping and Zhang Lili, who were stationed in New York, also rushed over after receiving the news. Both of them looked very pale.

In the emergency department operating room, the attending doctor Mai Ke was examining Zhao Dong's gunshot wound and preparing for surgery.

Zhao Dong was in good spirits and said to Mai Ke: "I don't think there is any big problem. There is no need for general anesthesia, local anesthesia is enough."

"No, no, this is my operating room, not your Knicks. You have to listen to me here. I have to check first. This is a gunshot wound." McCo said quickly.

Because Zhao Dong's condition was not bad and he had taken pictures before entering the operating room, Dr. Mai already knew the specific situation.

Neither of the two gunshot wounds hit an artery, and there was no internal bleeding in the lungs. A rib in the chest was hit by a bullet, but it was not completely broken. It only caused a partial comminuted fracture, that is, a hole was made in the rib, and the whole rib was broken. The bones are not broken.

So the operation is very simple, just remove the bullet and suture the wound.

"Oh, this is amazing, Feilong, your chest muscles are of such high quality that they can actually block the impact of bullets?"

Dr. McGrady started the chat mode while preparing for the operation.

"I think it's enough to just pull it out. Do you want me to do it myself? My hands are stronger. If I do it myself, I won't have to pay for the surgery on this wound, right?" Zhao Dong said with a smile.

"Pfft!"

A fat nurse burst into laughter.

"Oh, Feilong, I'm the doctor, okay? You can't take my job, and you can't reduce my surgery fee by one cent," Maico said helplessly.

"But you're right, just pull it out." Then he said.

At this time, the anesthesiologist performed local anesthesia on the wound.

After the anesthesia took effect, Dr. McGuire took a pair of tweezers and spent a minute pulling out the bullet. Then he began to clean the wound, including the bullet-scorched tissue on the muscle and a few rib fragments.

"That's amazing! How do you build your muscles? You're doing great with your strength training!"

He sighed again and explained to the others: "It seems that it was due to his strong muscles that the bullet lost its kinetic energy.

But in fact, I think it is a problem with the bullet, or it has less gunpowder, resulting in insufficient kinetic energy. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for human muscles to block the bullet when shooting at close range. Of course, his ribs are also tough, which surprised me, because ribs are not tough.

Are your bones made of alloy? "

His last words were to Zhao Dong. Zhao Dong smiled and said: "I saw you took out some of my broken bones. Are they made of alloy? In fact, I agree with your guess that it is the problem with the bullet. , I’m lucky.”

"Haha! It's an amazing thing to be chatting on the operating table with a guy who's been shot twice."

Dr. McGuire complained.

Next, the wound is disinfected and finally sutured and that's it.

The bullet in the left leg also penetrated the muscle and was embedded in the thick thigh bone. It was pulled out and sutured.

This wound is in better condition. The thigh bone is much stronger than the ribs. There are no fractures, just a little broken bone.

"Goddess of Luck is protecting you. The shot in the leg was only one centimeter away from the aorta. If it hit the aorta, you might not even be able to wait to be sent here."

Dr. McConnell sighed again.

"It seems that if the Knicks can survive the first two rounds, Feilong, you can still make it to the Eastern Conference Finals, and our hope of winning the championship is still there."

One male nurse even expected Zhao Dong to return to the court as soon as possible.

"You will see the Knicks win the championship again." Zhao Dong smiled.

It took twenty minutes for Zhao Dong's three gunshot wounds to be treated, and then he walked out of the operating room with a swagger.

"Damn it, doctor, how could you let him come out on his own? Why not operate?" Grant went crazy when he saw Zhao Dong coming out on his own.

"Husband?" Lindsay was also dumbfounded.

"It's okay, the operation is over. After we record the confession, we can go home and make dinner." Zhao Dong explained with a smile.

He is in a good mood now. He has escaped a catastrophe. If he survives a catastrophe, he will be blessed. Maybe he can successfully defend his title this year?

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