The Ultimate Versatile Soldier King Chapter 986: You’re My Wife

"Didn't manage to die!" A heavy voice sounded, tinged with a hint of laughter. Ning Wanxi imdiately felt Luo Chao pressing down on her.

Ning Wanxi was already aware that she was in a confined space, yet she felt no pain, affirming that she wasn't injured at all.

When countless stones were crashing down, Ning Wanxi clearly saw a massive wall coming at her and Luo Chao. Her heart trembled as she reached above Luo Chao. When she touched the huge brick wall, she felt wetness on her hand—blood! Her heart shook intensely: "Why, why are you doing this? Am I worth you risking everything to save ?"

Luo Chao was no longer feeling any pain, maybe because the pain was too intense, making his body numb. With a grin, he said, "You're my wife, after all, haha!"

A wail burst forth as Ning Wanxi couldn't hold back anymore, and she started crying aloud, hugging him tightly. However, Luo Chao just shook his head and laughed: "Dear wife, I ended up next to you because I couldn't help it. Don't hug , what if you get sick."

"Even at a ti like this, how can you still laugh?" Ning Wanxi's face was covered in tears as she spoke.

Luo Chao let out another laugh: "I can't very well die a crying ghost!"

Ning Wanxi paused, then shook her head fiercely: "No, you will not die."

Chest injuries, leg injuries, back injuries, and more injuries internally. Luo Chao, being a doctor, knew his condition better than anyone. His body began to chill, consciousness slowly growing faint: "Wife, can you listen to a story of mine?"

"Hmm!" Ning Wanxi nodded amidst tears.

Luo Chao smacked his lips: "Actually, it's not a story, it's a nightmare I had last night. I dread about when I had just joined the special forces. I had a good buddy; we ate together every day, slept together, trained together—our bond was really strong. I rember our first mission was against a terrorist organization. We had about 20 people in our vanguard group, including and my buddy. But unexpectedly, the terrorist group had hundreds of people and advanced weapons, catching us off guard. Many of our team mbers died at once, but we were tough, fighting while retreating, killing many of them. However, we ran out of ammunition and could only hide amidst the ruins, waiting for reinforcents. The terrorists were searching for us, and my buddy was wounded, shot in the head, yet he didn't die. Because of the pain, he desperately wanted to scream, and in fear, I covered his mouth tightly. He kept struggling, but I couldn't let him make a sound, or our whole vanguard group would die. So I covered tighter and tighter."

At this point, Luo Chao's body began to shiver, trembling violently, his face twisted as if enduring great agony.

"And then?" Ning Wanxi covered her mouth to stifle her sobs. She knew it wasn't a story, but real events that happened to Luo Chao on that most haunting battlefield!

Tears rolled down Luo Chao's cheeks: "Then he died. I killed him with my own hands, killing my best buddy!"

Now, Luo Chao suddenly collapsed onto Ning Wanxi, crying like a child, sobbing uncontrollably—

n don't shed tears easily unless they are deeply hurt. To everyone, Luo Chao was a strong man, a fearless warrior, yet he cried now like a heartbroken child. Ning Wanxi felt her heart breaking; she finally understood what kind of person Luo Chao really was, the rogue always laughing and joking, yet with an extrely bloody and dark side—the mories he least wanted to confront.

When a bullet penetrates the brain tissue, it causes imnse pain, and there is a high chance it only damages the brain without harming the brainstem, failing to cause imdiate death. In such cases, the body endures hours of agony without the ability to think or move, and it was precisely because of this that Luo Chao's buddy couldn't suppress his pain.

Luo Chao covered his mouth, preventing him from expressing his pain, leading to suffocation and death.

Ning Wanxi held him tightly: "Luo Chao, you didn't kill him. You did it to save more people. You're not wrong. I believe if he knew, he wouldn't bla you."

Luo Chao gave a bitter smile: "That's what my comrades always tell , but I can never forget the way he died in my arms, his eyes wide open—I can never forget."

"Did you enjoy my story?" Luo Chao showed the mischievous smile Ning Wanxi often found annoying, but at this mont, she found it endearing.

Ning Wanxi held back her tears and nodded: "I love it. Will you keep telling more stories?"

"You're so greedy," Luo Chao laughed heartily: "But I'm afraid that's impossible." He felt his eyelids getting heavy: "President Ning, maybe I won't be able to fulfill our agreent anymore."

Ning Wanxi gritted her teeth: "No, you must honor our agreent!"

"Haha," Luo Chao laughed: "You're quite demanding, President Ning, but with so close to you now, should you feel nauseous, don't throw up on ; I'd hate to die a filthy ghost!"

"You!" Ning Wanxi was both embarrassed and angry but softened inside: "Luo Chao, you must hold on. That commotion earlier must have alerted the police. We'll be saved soon!"

"I'm so cold, I want to sleep a bit," Luo Chao said, slowly closing his eyes, his breath weakening gradually—

Ning Wanxi froze for a mont before letting out a piercing cry: "Luo Chao, don't die, don't die! I have so much left to say to you. Can you hear ? Wake up—"

"Sect Leader, Tang Wu is out of contact." In Beijing, inside a luxurious building, a middle-aged man with a cold expression stood by the window, gazing at the bustling cityscape outside, while a trembling individual knelt behind him, speaking.

The Fatigue Sect Leader's eyes flashed with cold light, a sense of displeasure arising, imdiately causing the kneeling man to break into a cold sweat.

"I thought Tang Wu completed his plan, but unexpectedly, he's dead. Maybe he was killed when calling ," the Fatigue Sect Leader said coldly: "Luo Chao, you really surprised !"