223: Chapter 223 "Surgery" in Death's Arms

A miracle finally happened.

Without any warning, Yaro took a sharp breath and suddenly regained consciousness.

She had indeed walked before the gates of hell just moments ago, and she had even heard the Chef's voice.

She had seen everything the Chef had done to her.

That pervert! He was giving me CPR!

And... and... chest compressions!

At the mere thought of this, Yaro's face became unnatural.

Seeing Yaro wake up!

Among the female captives, someone let out a cry of surprise.

"She's alive! She's alive!"

"She's really alive! How did he do it?"

"Oh my god! To be able to save someone on the verge of death, what kind of methods did he use?"

"Terrifying! This man is so terrifying; he can even bring the dead back to life."

Seeing this scene, some people had already started to babble incoherently.

They felt this Dragon Country Chef was simply unfathomable!

Qin Feng's eyes lit up!

"You're awake! Good thing you're not dead!"

"Cough... cough cough..."

With a burst of violent coughing, Yaro sat up, and as soon as she looked up, she saw the Chef only a finger's width away from her.

Her body reacted instinctively, and she pushed him away.

"Hey! I just saved you, and you're already turning your back on me."

"I... I..."

Yaro's heart was in chaos; for a moment, she didn't know how to answer.

Or rather, she had too many questions she wanted to ask the Chef.

She had clearly been on the verge of death from the poison; what method did he use to detoxify her?

And how did the wound on her forehead heal?

How was all of this possible?

Too many questions!

She didn't even know how to ask them.

Qin Feng seemed to notice and hurriedly changed the subject.

"Don't look at me like that. Actually, I had three doses of serum."

When he said this, he was clearly a bit guilty, even going so far as to rub the bridge of his nose.

All of this was seen by Yaro.

Qin Feng's heart stirred, and he continued: "To be honest, the feeling was actually quite good."

"Pervert!"

Yaro was angry and grabbed a handful of sand from the ground to throw at the Chef.

Qin Feng laughed and dodged, muttering about how she couldn't hit him.

The atmosphere suddenly lightened up a lot.

At this moment... lying on the ground motionless, Lanna felt the shadow of her inner turmoil.

She was truly a forgotten little bitter melon!

After the serum injection, she had already woken up, and her body was slowly warming up.

Furthermore, when he was performing CPR and artificial respiration on Yaro just now, she had seen it all crystal clear.

She had no objections to him saving a life... but this stinky man... actually... actually had the mood to flirt.

Did he really think she was dead!

So angry!

What she was most angry about was being forgotten!

As expected! The Chef's mouth is a ghost that deceives people!

"Hiss—"

Qin Feng felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were being watched by some terrifying creature.

It's over!

It's completely over!

Only now did he remember Lanna, who was still lying in the minefield.

Qin Feng decisively pulled out his pistol and tossed it to Yaro.

"Watch them, especially that woman named Tuoya."

"I'm going to save Lanna now."

"Hey..." Yaro wanted to say something.

The next second, Qin Feng ran into the minefield.

"Why did you come back?" Lanna was angry. "You should have just let me get blown up."

"How could that be! 150 military merit..." Qin Feng almost let it slip, so he hurriedly remedied it: "We have a bond that goes through life and death; how could I bear to let you get blown up? See, I'm here to save you now, aren't I."

So bitter!

Qin Feng complained secretly in his heart; is it easy to earn some military merit?

Although Lanna had been injected with serum, it was ordinary serum that could only temporarily suppress the snake venom; she had to hurry back to the Dragon Country to fully recover.

Now, the chain of mines under her was the real threat.

Qin Feng's gaze became focused once again.

...

On the other side of the minefield, the atmosphere was depressed to the extreme.

After Qin Feng left, Yaro became the absolute ruler here.

Although her body hadn't fully recovered, the gun in her hand was more intimidating than anything else.

She just sat there quietly, her gaze like a knife, slowly sweeping over the faces of every female captive.

Those she looked at subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to meet her gaze.

They were afraid.

Afraid of this person who had just returned from the brink of death and undergone a drastic change in temperament.

Even more afraid of the ruthless Dragon Country man behind her.

"Stand up straight." Yaro said coldly.

"Anyone who dares to whisper again, or make any noise that disturbs his Mine Clearing, the outcome... will be the same as hers."

Her muzzle pointed at Tuoya, who was moaning on the ground.

Killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

She had learned this trick from Qin Feng very quickly.

The female captives immediately fell silent, standing straight one by one, even slowing their breathing on purpose.

Only Tuoya was still cursing intermittently.

"Traitor... you won't have a good death... Yaro... you bitch..."

Yaro frowned and walked slowly to her side.

"I told you to shut up."

"Pah!" Tuoya used all her strength to spit out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva.

"If you have the guts... then kill me! Even as a ghost, I won't let you off..."

Yaro's eyes turned cold.

She didn't get angry; she just slowly squatted down and, under Tuoya's terrified gaze, picked up a rag and stuffed it tightly into her mouth.

"Woo... woo woo..."

Tuoya's curses turned into whimpers, and she twisted her body frantically.

But her broken arms left her with no strength, and she could only lie on the ground, struggling in vain.

...

The wind of the Gobi Desert seemed to know how to read the room and became quiet.

"How do you feel?"

Qin Feng lowered his voice; his face was almost touching the ground, his line of sight level with Lanna's profile.

"Still... able to breathe." Lanna's tone was a bit sour.

"As long as you're alive. Stay still, don't move!" Qin Feng replied, but his brain was racing.

The bionic spider system recalibrated the 3D model, maximizing precision!

The stereoscopic image in his mind instantly became clearer, and every grain of sand and every slight change in pressure under Lanna was presented before his eyes in the form of data.

Five bright red dots were still flashing lethally.

A PMN-2 pressure mine, a Type 72 plastic mine, and three M14 "Toe Poppers".

Lanna's body was like a huge paperweight, pressing down on three trigger points at once.

Her left shoulder, right hip, and left knee.

These three points constituted the main structure supporting her body.

As long as the pressure at any of these points changed, the balance would be broken, and a chain reaction would occur within a hundredth of a second.

It was truly tricky!

"Hoo..."

Qin Feng slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

This job was not for humans.

This feeling was like performing heart bypass surgery on the edge of a cliff; the patient couldn't move, the operating table was shaking, and his only surgical instrument was a multi-functional military dagger.

"Lanna, listen." Qin Feng's voice was calm, without a ripple.

"I'm going to start defusing the mines now. The process might be a bit long."

"Don't think about anything; just pretend you are a stone, a stone growing in the sand, understand?"

"...Understood."

"Very good."

Qin Feng said no more.

He pressed his body completely against the ground, like a snake, using his elbows and toes as pivot points, moving extremely slowly, inch by inch, toward underneath Lanna.

"You touched me..." Lanna's face turned red.

"Desperate times call for desperate measures." Qin Feng had no time to joke with her.

His target was the mine closest to him, the PMN-2 located under Lanna's left shoulder.

This was a Bear-type anti-personnel mine; it had a simple structure and reliable performance, but after modification, the trigger pressure had become extremely unstable.

Every one of his movements was soft to the extreme.

The tip of the dagger was used as a probe, gently brushing away the sand around Lanna's shoulder.

The sand was stripped away, grain by grain.

Soon, a black, circular object revealed its hideous corner.

This was it.