Chapter 357: Weak, Pitiful, and Helpless (Eruption Asking for Subscription 2/5)

A figure ran through the trees with a slight wheezing sound, and as it passed under a tree, the sunlight through the canopy suddenly shone on its face, and it was instantly in a trance.

"Huh~"

Another petite but sturdy figure jumped down from the canopy, a silver knife in his hand flew out of his hand, and at the same time held a paratrooper knife and stabbed it fiercely.

The gun-wielding figure under the tree flashed sideways, and was about to shoot when her 36-yard combat boot kicked her wrist and the pistol flew out. Immediately after that, the knife flashed, and the paratrooper knife stabbed forward.

The opposite figure had a positive kick, also a 36-yard combat boot, but the difference was that this kick was kicked in the opponent's face.

The figures separated, Yuan Xiaoxiao wiped a handful of nosebleeds, and his eyes involuntarily aimed at the long legs with a golden ratio, and a wave of envy poured out inexplicably in his heart.

"Tsk, this leg is so beautiful!"

Listening to the strange admiration from her opponent, Anna was stunned, and her expression after the anti-mosquito camouflage was a little crying and laughing. She never thought that the first thing the other party said to her would be this.

A flat-mouthed long army thorn was pulled out of the side of her leg, and Anna squinted her eyes and said coldly, "Let's talk?"

Yuan Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, even if her nose was bleeding, the corners of her mouth were upturned, she looked at the military thorn in Anna's hand with a smile, tilted her head and said, "This kind of weapon is not suitable for women, it's too long!

In the past, Anna was most annoyed by this kind of person, who asked him to ask anything, and he was as slippery as a loach without leaving his hands. But for some reason, this time when I heard Yuan Xiaoxiao's ridicule, the ghost sent the gods to answer.

"My husband's!"

"Oops!" didn't expect Anna to really answer, Yuan Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that she was inexplicably showing off, her eyebrows straightened, and she said angrily: "Phew! This dog food tastes so bad!"

"Heh......"

After thinking about it, Anna put away the military thorn again, and under the vigilant gaze of the other party, she approached forward with her empty hands, and asked in her mouth, "Are you from Huaxia?"

"Guess?" said Yuan Xiaoxiao with a smile, completely unaware of how underwhelming this expression was with two nosebleeds.

"Whew, it looks like you want to talk again!" Anna sighed with her eyes down.

"That's what you think! The old lady doesn't want to fight with you, and she doesn't want to talk to you!Bye-bye~"

Without waiting for Anna to get closer, Yuan Xiaoxiao suddenly shook towards the place where the pistol fell, then turned around and ran. Anna grabbed her fluttering braid, but her hand was light, and she staggered backwards and ripped the braid off.

"Haha~" A coquettish laugh came from the woods: "You like it so much, I'll give it to you!"

The constant sound of talking in his ears made Wang Ping feel very annoyed.

At this moment, he was surrounded by a huge sense of exhaustion both physically and mentally, and he just wanted to sleep well. However, the more I tried to be quiet, the louder the voice in my ears became. It was still messy at first, and it seemed that there were a lot of people arguing. I don't know how long it took for the voice to become clearer.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

It was a man's voice that made Wang Ping feel unfamiliar, and he was even sure that he had never heard this person speak before. The voice is cheap, and I want to hit him when I hear it.

Another female voice sounded, Wang Ping felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"I won't tell you! You must be trying to complain about me!"

Wang Ping felt that his hand was grabbed, and a cotton ball was rubbed on the back of his hand, which was cool and cool. Then there was a pain in the back of the hand, then a second, a third, and a fourth......

"Hiss......" Wang Ping was stunned when he heard the sound of gasping for air, because this should have been sent by him, but he didn't expect to be preempted.

The cheap voice sounded again, and asked as if flattering: "Little sister, how about we discuss it?

"No, the director said, I'm in charge of this ward, including you, of course!"

Wang Ping couldn't remember how much pain he had on the back of his hand, but the little nurse who had given himself a needle could still talk to others with two minds.

"What the hell, the needles are pricked into these 13 things, and you still have the face to use two things?" Wang Ping was furious, and he wanted to hit someone, but his body was as soft as noodles, and he couldn't exert his strength.

"Uncle ...... Groove Mud" was confused, and only vaguely cursed.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound faded away, but the pain became more and more obvious. Wang Ping felt the pain on the back of his hand begin to shift, in his arms, shoulders, back, whole body, and then in his head.

The horror instantly filled his whole body, and Wang Ping wanted to roar angrily: "It's you again, it's you again! You're paralyzed, don't give people injections at this level!"

"Whew!"

Liu Min looked down at the little thing on the shelf that suddenly opened his eyes and screamed and struggled, his tense face finally eased, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger. Little thing, you're finally in my hands.

As soon as Wang Ping opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the white coat in front of him, and then he heard a metal touch sound of "jingle bell" in his ears, which was as pleasant as a wind chime, but it was ...... To the horror of the badger, the sound seemed to come from itself.

Only slightly turned his head, and he saw the dense silver needles from the claws all the way to the back of his head, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it must be the same behind him, only a little more.

It's hard to imagine the psychological impact of a badger who can lose his mind with a single syringe after discovering that he has been pricked with hundreds of needles. Anyway, in Liu Min's eyes, a little guy who even had his tail tied with a belt was like a piglet who suddenly found himself about to be slaughtered.

"Whoa~whoa!!Σ(?▃?)"

At this moment, Wang Ping was firmly tied to a special shelf by a belt, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it. Weak, pitiful, and helpless, this is the true portrayal of a certain badger at the moment, it is simply sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it.

Wang Ping tried to borrow luck, but at this moment, let alone the qi in the dantian, he couldn't even feel his own stomach. This surprise is not trivial, and a certain badger screams even more miserable.

"Woohoo woo woo ......" A strange sound sounded, which seemed to be a little leaky, but it was obvious that it was laughing.

Wang Ping raised his head, and as Liu Min moved away, he saw at a glance that the mummified chimpanzee sitting on the opposite hospital bed was grinning. The mouth with three missing teeth is exposed, like an old man in the field, or the kind that hasn't brushed his teeth for decades.

"Uncle Xiaoni! Isn't it a beating!" a certain badger was still struggling, its small mouth was baring its teeth, and it looked like it was about to bite. It's just that with a silver needle, it looks more like a large hedgehog.

At this time, the curtain was lifted, and Miss "Emeise" walked in with a white tray, and said with a smile: "Eiffel, take the medicine!, the boss is awake!"

The orangutan laughed abruptly, and the eyes exposed under the bandage began to dodge, turning his head to look left and right, as if trying to find a place to hide. It seems that taking medicine is not welcome in any biological group.

Wang Ping also wanted to laugh at it, but when his eyes caught a glimpse of the silver needle on his body again, he couldn't care about it, shaking his little head and continuing to struggle and shout, looking like he was about to break his throat.

It didn't take long for footsteps to sound outside the door, and a figure opened the curtain and rushed in eagerly, with unconcealed surprise and relief in his voice: "The boss is awake?"

Without anyone else answering, Gu Laosan saw the one struggling and screaming inside at a glance. As if hearing his voice, a certain badger turned his head, and his small eyes were full of help and threats, and he could almost turn into substance and imprint on the face of a certain salted fish.

"Ahem...... emmm, that ......" Gu Laosan waved his hand unconsciously, turned around with an embarrassed smile: "I still have something, I'll come back later......"