People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 265 Rescue

Sman felt very cold.

That kind of coldness is not the coldness of soaking in sea water, but the coldness that comes from the soul, the coldness of death.

His eyelids were heavy, even heavier than when he stayed up late, so heavy that they seemed to be crushing him to death.

In the cold darkness, the only thing that made him feel a little warmth was an arm tightly hugging him.

Almost instinctively, he wanted to hug that arm tightly.

But there was a faint voice in his heart that told him firmly that he couldn't.

The owner of that arm will be dragged down by him. He is a good man and should not be dragged down by a bad person like himself.

In a trance, he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

Is that the nice guy named Ernesto?

No… not just him.

Many people were shouting his name.

"Sman, I've remembered your name, hold on for me!"

"Sman, we are rescuing you, we will be there soon!"

"Asshole, I'm going to save you today. Even the gods can't stop me!"

Sman struggled to open his eyes. In his blurry vision, he saw one figure after another jumping down from the platform, holding hands in the water, forming a rope made of life, extending towards him.

……

……

On the platform, the doctor had already left the Patriot's hands and was now putting his hands in his pockets, silently watching the people in the water struggling to rescue people.

"so good."

The Doctor suddenly let out a sigh.

The Patriot stood beside the doctor with his hands hanging down, his tall body silently watching everything in front of him.

In fact, with his ability, he could go into the water alone and rescue Sman easily.

But he didn't.

Because he was not a Bolivarian, because all he could do was save Sman's life but not the souls of Sman and the other people on the shore.

On the other side, Shuiyue squatted silently on the edge of the platform with one hand reaching into the water.

Under the water surface, several translucent tentacles intertwine to form a safety net, blocking debris rushing down from upstream.

"Doctor, I won't die, will I?" Shuiyue said worriedly, "I came into contact with the sea water of Dosores, and I'm so scared now."

"Why would you offer to help if you're afraid?" the doctor asked with a smile, turning around.

Shuiyue's pretty face was filled with sadness as she said:

“When the tsunami hit, I was already covered in water and now I am not clean.

Also, I don’t want to see those people die. Shouldn’t humans help each other?

But I am so scared. If I die, will anyone come to save me?"

The doctor was amused and laughed:

"Don't be afraid. You don't need to take the white-haired dog's words to heart."

Shuiyue's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said excitedly, "So he lied. In fact, the sea water of Dosores will not kill Haisi?"

"No, Qi Yan never lies." The doctor said seriously.

Shuiyue's face, which had just shown a smile, collapsed again. She squatted on the edge of the platform, crying, controlling the tentacles, while waiting for the danger to come in fear.

On the other side, Ernesto, Sman and others have also been successfully rescued.

A group of people gathered around Sman, and their faces showed no joy of successfully rescuing people, but only anxiety.

Sman, who was still alive and well and as strong as a bull not long ago, now had a pale face and blood on his shoulders, and it was obvious that he was dying.

"Is there a doctor on the team?"

Ernesto tore off his clothes and tried to bandage Sman.

But he knew in his heart that by doing so, he would gain far more psychological comfort than actual effect.

Sman had lost too much blood and there was not much blood left in his wound. In this situation, apart from an immediate blood transfusion, he could only be saved by the healing Originium skills.

But everyone present looked at each other and fell silent.

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, everyone pursed their lips, and a strong sense of unwillingness surged in their hearts.

Smith's eyes were narrowed and his lips kept moving, as if he was saying something.

But when Ernesto put his ear close to the speaker, he could not hear anything. It seemed that Smith was just mumbling unconsciously.

This situation made Ernesto feel even more heavy-hearted.

"five minutes."

A cold female voice suddenly sounded from outside the crowd.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look.

A Lupo woman wearing a red coat and black swimsuit underneath appeared on the platform at some point. She looked indifferent and was holding her tail and twisting the water while speaking.

There was a nervous look on everyone's face, and some even had their weapons drawn.

They didn't know the woman, and no one even noticed when she approached them.

"Don't worry, we are one of them."

The doctor quickly walked over and stood between the two parties. He looked at the woman in front of him and asked in surprise, "Hong, why are you here? What did you mean by that just now?"

The person who came was none other than Hong, who was acting alone and had been looking for the doctor's trace.

Seeing the doctor asking this question, Hong explained concisely:

"Kelsey's order is to capture you. He only has five minutes to live."

Hong's words cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.

Five minutes is very tight to get to the hospital even in normal times, let alone in this chaotic situation.

Sman was almost declared dead.

But the doctor did not panic. He looked at Hong and asked:

"You're not the type to talk nonsense. Since you showed up on your own initiative, there must be a solution."

Hong nodded: "I have contacted Susu Luo."

Hearing the name, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his head to look at the others, smiled, and explained:

"Everyone, rest assured, Siman can be saved. As long as Su Su Luo arrives, even the King of Hell himself cannot take Siman away."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering who the Su Su Luo mentioned by the doctor was and how he could receive such high praise.

At the same time, the roar of a jet ski was heard in the distance.

Everyone turned around and saw a brand new jet ski rushing towards them.

On the motorcycle, three beautiful figures huddled together.

Susulo hugged Eyjafjalla with one hand and wrapped his other hand around Cast Iron's waist, screaming:

"Slow down, we're going to be thrown out!"

"Saving lives is like putting out a fire, there is no time to slow down!"

Cast Iron said as he twisted the throttle again, and the jet ski roared and continued to accelerate.

When approaching the platform where everyone was, Cast Iron made a clean and neat tailspin drift and stopped the jet ski steadily on the edge of the platform.

Susulo and Ayyafalla, who were behind her, were thrown out with screams.

Faced with this situation, Zhutie was not in a hurry at all. He turned off the engine, stood up, exerted force on his feet, and arrived first. He hugged Susulo and Ayyafala in one hand each and landed them steadily on the ground.

"Where is the injured?" Cast Iron asked the first thing he asked when he landed.

Everyone was greatly encouraged and quickly surrounded Zhutie, pulling her towards Smith.

"You must be Dr. Susulo, come and save Siman."

"Doctor Su Su Luo, you are like a god descended from heaven, so handsome!"

Cast Iron was pulled in front of Sman with a confused look on his face. After a moment of reaction, he waved his hands repeatedly:

"Everyone has misunderstood. I'm not Susu Luo. My name is Cast Iron. I'm a Rhodes Island guard operator, and I'm responsible for fighting."

Everyone was stunned for a moment and looked back again.

The next second, they came directly in front of Ayafara and pulled her towards Siman.

"Dr. Susulo, I know you are a good doctor at first sight. Your temperament makes me feel at ease."

"In fact, I recognized you as Dr. Susulo at first sight, but I was misled by them."

Ayjafjalla's face flushed red, and she shook her head like a rattle:

"It's not me. I'm Ayyafalla and she's Susulo."

Everyone followed Eyjafjalla's direction and finally set their sights on Susulo, who had been ignored by them.

Su Su Luo stood there, his face dark with anger and his flat chest rising and falling.