Chapter 773

By the time Frederick found Rocky, the latter had already lost consciousness.

"You'd be dead if I came any later," Frederick said while shaking his head after he had examined Rocky's condition.

Rocky broke over a dozen bones. The bullets that pierced through his back were compressing his spinal nerves. Even if he was sent to a hospital, no doctor in Aston State would dare to help him.

Fortunately, he was under Frederick's care. Otherwise, his corpse would have been sent to the crematorium by now.

Frederick slapped Rocky's back.

Pfft. Pfft. Pfft.

After a series of muffled noises, several blood-covered bullets popped out from Rocky's flesh. Frederick then used his inner aura to repair Rocky's broken bones. Finally, he gave Rocky a pill.

Soon, Rocky's pale face became rosy. He opened his eyes.

"Mr. Lester!" Rocky exclaimed in surprise.

"Get up. Isn't it cold on the ground?" Frederick said calmly.

"I'm too heavily injured to get up—"

Rocky froze halfway through his sentence. He