Yuan Tao didn't expect that the person lying in front of his house turned out to be an old beggar.

The old beggar leaned against the fence by the door, his head hanging motionless, his clothes in tatters, all covered in blood.

What's wrong with him?

It looks like it's going through a vicious fight.

Although Yuan Tao didn't know how the old beggar stretched out his hand, the last time You Baishan wanted the big black face to kill him, the big black face was trembling with fear when he saw the old beggar.

He was also called an instructor.

The old beggar must have been a very remarkable figure before, and naturally he would not find out where he could reach out, how strong is the person who can seriously injure the old beggar?

Yuan Tao took a deep breath and stretched out two fingers in front of the old beggar's nose to find out if he was still breathing.

Who knew that as soon as he put his hand down, Yuan Tao felt a dangerous momentum rushing towards him, and the oven was stared at by a fierce beast in this second, so frightened that the hairs on his back stood up.

He subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, and a sharp pain came from his fingers.

The old beggar didn't know when he opened his eyes, those two eyes were red, like a violent murderer who had just woken up, and like a ghost in the abyss of death, staring straight at Yuan Tao.

The heart is like a deer hitting, the heart is beating violently, the mind is not calm like a turbulent lake, the body is also a little unsupportable, and a symptom of dizziness comes from the inside of the body.

Yuan Tao had a strong feeling that as long as he moved casually, then the overwhelming tsunami would come to his face and tear him to pieces in an instant.

"It's me!you...... You don't remember me? I ...... I just want to see if you're breathing!" Yuan Tao swallowed and cautiously explained.

The beggar didn't speak, his eyes fixed on Yuan Tao's eyes, as if to see if he was lying.

Yuan Tao was flustered, but he didn't flinch, trying his best to show a harmless expression.

After half a minute, the old beggar rolled his eyes, let go of Yuan Tao's fingers, and fainted.

And that fierce murderous aura disappeared in an instant.

The feeling of depression that was so oppressive that it was suffocating receded, and the boulder hanging in Yuan Tao's heart also fell, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The clothes behind the back are already completely soaked.

Rubbing his aching fingers, Yuan Tao grinned in pain.

The two fingers were already red and swollen, and it hurt when they touched it gently.

"Hey, big brother, big brother, wake up!" Seeing the old beggar unconscious, Yuan Tao patted him on the shoulder.

No response!

Even if he doesn't die now, at the rate of bleeding from his body, he won't be far from death.

Yuan Tao struggled for several minutes before deciding to take the old beggar back to the villa, no matter what, people had saved him.

Let us repay the favor.

The old beggar looked very thin, but Yuan Tao helped him up and found that this guy was so heavy.

finally moved the old beggar to the sofa, and the tired Yuan Tao was sweating profusely.

From the door to the living room, there are all traces of blood shed during dragging, and if it is seen by people who don't know, they will think that it is the scene of the murder.

Get scissors, gauze and alcohol.

First cut the old beggar's clothes carefully little by little, and when he saw the criss-crossing scars on his body, Yuan Tao couldn't help but gasp several times.

From the neck down to the navel, there are scars.

It is said that scars are a man's military medal, but is this military medal too much?

Yuan Tao counted carefully, and the new and old injuries added up to a full thirty-eight wounds.

All were fatal wounds, most in the waist, abdomen and chest.

There were also several bullet marks, leaving a round scar.

What exactly did he go through?

Who the hell was he!

That big black face called him an instructor, could it be that this old beggar was once a soldier who fought for the country?

Because he was born into a wealthy family, Yuan Tao also knows some unknown secrets, although it is a peaceful era, but there are constant wars in some places.

A journalist who had returned from a trip to the Middle East reported that it was not the alarm clock that woke him up every day, but bullets and severed limbs flying everywhere.

Maybe a bloody thigh will fly and smash it in your face while you're asleep, or you won't wake up.

Could it be that this old beggar came back from that kind of hell on earth?

Faced with so many scars on the old beggar's body, Yuan Tao couldn't help but be in awe.

Yuan Tao held his breath and took out a needle and thread to carefully stitch the wound on the old beggar's body.

This time the old beggar was most seriously injured by the wound in the stomach, which was slashed from the left back of the waist, and some of his intestines were exposed.

Yuan Tao could imagine the predicament faced by the old beggar at that time, if this knife was a little off, or if it wasn't for the old beggar's quick movements, he might be cut into two pieces with one knife.

After sewing up the wound, Yuan Tao sat on the ground tiredly, constantly touching the beads of sweat on his head.

"Thank you!" a hoarse voice rang in his ears.

The sound was as ugly as a duck with a hand around its neck.

Yuan Tao looked up at the old beggar in surprise and found that he had woken up.

Although he looked a little haggard, his eyes were still sharp and full of murderous energy.

"You're welcome, you saved me last time. Yuan Tao hurriedly got up and took a glass of water for the old beggar.

"You don't have a good stitches, you should hook the flesh from the inside, so that the wound will recover faster!" the old beggar said lightly, pointing to the scar on his lower abdomen.

"You...... You're awake all the time?" Yuan Tao opened his mouth wide.

The old beggar didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Damn, what kind of endurance is this?

Without any anesthetics, with hundreds of stitches on the body, and without frowning, is this still a human being?

With curiosity, Yuan Tao stretched out his finger and pressed it suspiciously on the old beggar's wound.

"I'll be in pain, but I can bear it!" the old beggar glanced at Yuan Tao faintly.

Belch......

Yuan Tao's face turned red and gave a thumbs up to the old beggar.

What is a strongman? He finally met today.

"By the way, I see the scars on your body, many of them are old wounds from the past, you ......"

Yuan Tao was about to ask the doubts in his heart, but in the next second, the old beggar's beast-like eyes instantly locked on Yuan Tao's body.

Frightened, he swallowed the second half of the sentence stiffly, and didn't dare to ask again.

Presumably, the old beggar didn't want to talk about his past.

Silence, deathly silence.

The old beggar didn't speak, Yuan Tao didn't dare to speak, and the two of them just didn't open their mouths quietly.

"Big brother, where are you going?" Seeing the old beggar stand up, Yuan Tao stood up from the ground with a grunt and asked nervously.

This guy has an elusive personality, so he probably wants to kill people, right?

The old beggar didn't say anything, but looked in the direction of the door.

"You want to leave, but you're badly wounded, and you're going to die if you go out like this!"

Yuan Tao persuaded bitterly, "I don't live here, you can stay here as long as you want, and you can leave when you are healed." ”

On the one hand, Yuan Tao was worried that something would happen to the old beggar, and the second was also selfish.

This old beggar looks awesome, let him stay, and when he gets acquainted in the future, wouldn't he have a free personal bodyguard?

It's an eventful time now, everyone wants their own lives, there are old beggars here, they are coming and dying.

"I just want to go to the toilet!" the old beggar looked at Yuan Tao with an idiot look.

"Uh......"

……

That night, the old beggar stayed in the villa, and did not say when he would leave, but lay on the sofa thinking about his thoughts.

Yuan Tao told him that there were many rooms here, just one to live in, but the old beggar didn't agree.

In the end, he simply closed his eyes and ignored Yuan Tao.

What a weirdo!

Looking at the old beggar sleeping on the sofa, Yuan Tao shook his head helplessly, and after going to the bathroom to take a shower, he found a guest room to sleep.

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired, or if there is an old beggar who feels at ease in Yuantao, I slept until noon the next day.

When I walked to the living room, the old beggar was no longer lying on the sofa, and the blood stains in the living room had been cleaned up.

It's as if nothing happened last night, it's all your own hallucination.

Hey, let's go.

Yuan Tao rubbed his head, washed his face and changed his clothes quickly, ready to go out.

Who knew that as soon as he opened the door, he saw a chair in the garden outside the door, and the old beggar was lying on the chair with his eyes closed.

Yo he, this old brother actually comes out to bask in the sun, it's quite leisurely.

Yuan Tao smiled slightly, and walked up to greet the old beggar, but his foot was tripped over something.

He fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity.

He got up from the ground in embarrassment, stood up and looked back to see what had tripped over him.

At this look, Yuan Tao's scalp exploded in an instant, the muscles of his face kept trembling, and beads of sweat fell down as if he didn't want money.

His face was pale and bloodless......