Luckily he was wearing a bulletproof vest; when the explosion happened, countless bullets were shot in all directions, and he almost got turned into a sieve.
The only part exposed, the back of his hand, was grazed by a bullet. When the explosion occurred, fragments slashed through his bulletproof vest, leaving chaotic scratches on his body.
Bo Yeyuan's handsome right cheek also had a long gash, dripping with blood.
Leike's eyes darkened. Several doctors were simultaneously thrown out of the warplane from high altitude, with small parachutes and suitcases, landing in the sea.
"Young Master, you're injured, are you alright?" Leike anxiously asked, his eyes moistening at the sight of the Young Master standing alive before him.
Bo Yeyuan yanked down the zipper of his bulletproof vest all the way, tearing it off along with some of his skin...
He didn't feel the pain. Compared to what Li Qiyu and little Tianci suffered, this was nothing!
"Have you tracked his whereabouts?"
