"Don't move!" Tian Hao's serious voice sounded.

"But, you..."

"Don't speak!Don't move!No matter what you see or feel, don't move!" Tian Hao drank Mei'er seriously.

Mei'er didn't dare to say anything when she saw Tian Hao's serious expression on his face, and saw that the blood on Tian Hao's fingertips kept gushing out and dripping onto her wounds.

Tian Hao took out more than a dozen silver needles out of nowhere and quickly pierced them on various acupuncture points near the wound.

Soon, Mei'er felt a slight itch coming from her wound, it was an indescribable special feeling, as if some kind of force was pulling her body, but it was not under her control at all, and the original painful feeling around the wound gradually disappeared, all transformed into a strange numb warmth.

But the next picture is unimaginable...

Tian Hao had just cut the fingertip wound that had not been open for dozens of seconds, and it was actually scabbing at a speed visible to the naked eye, repairing the bleeding wound by itself!

Tian Hao frowned, picked up the scissors again, and cut open the scar that had just been formed with one knife, allowing the blood to drip down again. It was as if the finger didn't belong to him at all, and there was no mercy.

In this way, Tian Hao's fingers continued to scab and repair, and they were constantly cut by himself, in order to allow the blood to continue to drip down.

How painful it is to keep hurting on a person's wounds!?

Mei'er finally understood what Tian Hao was talking about', this was really unbearable, but it was not because her body felt unbearable, but when she saw Tian Hao constantly cutting her fingertips with cold scissors, letting the blood flow, and connecting her ten fingers to her heart! Mei'er felt that the scissors were clearly stabbing her heart! Mei'er seemed to stop this man, she was not afraid of scars, she was not afraid of being hurt, she didn't want to see this picture now, her heart hurt so much. But seeing Tian Hao's preoccupation with dripping his blood on his wounds, Mei'er didn't dare to move, only feeling that the tears that had just stopped welled up in her eyes again.

The tears that had not flowed in the previous 20 years of life seemed to have been made up in this early morning.

He is constantly self-harming, using his own blood to "heal" himself?

About seven or eight minutes later, Tian Hao's fingers didn't know how many times they recovered themselves, Tian Hao saw that the blood in Mei'er's wound was almost the same, so he put down the scissors, and after simply wiping his fingers with a tissue, his fingers seemed to have no wounds at all.

Mei'er lay on the bed and looked at Tian Hao in a daze, her beautiful face didn't know when it started, she had already recovered a little bit of blood, and her jade-like face looked very soft.

"Okay, rest a little longer, and you'll be pretty much fine. Tian Hao said with a smile.

Mei'er seemed to have finally come to her senses, and hesitated for a long time before asking, "Why is this happening... I was seriously injured just now, but now I feel like the wound is healed... And there was no pain at all. ”

"Don't think about it too much, just treat my blood as a healing medicine with a special effect. ”

"But..."

"No, no. Tian Hao looked unusually calm, his eyes slightly wandering, "I don't want to be seen as a monster, so don't ask me more about this, okay?"

Seeing the trace of pathos that instantly appeared on Tian Hao's face, Mei'er immediately stopped questioning, she had never seen Tian Hao show such deep sorrow, what kind of secret did this man's body hide?

What kind of gloomy world is behind his infinite power?

"You're not a monster...," Mei'er said with a determined expression.

"If you're injured, you can recover yourself immediately, no matter how injured you are, you can recover slowly, so you're not a monster... I don't believe it myself..."

"I said you're not, you're not!" Mei'er stretched out a warm hand and pressed it on the back of Tian Hao's hand, a little coquettish and stubborn.

Tian Hao smiled bitterly, "But some people don't think so." ”

"Then I'll be a monster with you. ”

"Silly woman... But that's not an excuse for you to get hurt in the future, you know?"

"Hmm~"

The warm and sweet quiet time always seems fast, and after kissing me in the bedroom with Mei'er for a short while, there is a knock on the door outside.

Except for a few henchmen that Mei'er values the most, no one dares to knock on this door.

"Come in. Mei'er said a little lazily.

It was Xiao Zhao who carefully pushed the door open, this young man had a deep appearance before entering the door, with a frown, but when he came in, he saw that Mei'er was already sitting on the bed, wearing a plain white clean pajamas, not sickly at all, and was smiling at himself, he wondered if he was dazzled!

"Sister Mei... You... How are you..."Xiao Zhao stammered slightly.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Your injuries?"

"What, I'm healed from my injuries, aren't you happy?"

"No, no, no..."Xiao Zhao hurriedly waved his hand, he really couldn't figure out why he had just treated the gunshot wound, why was Mei'er suddenly like nothing when he was asleep, and looked at Tian Hao who was yawning beside him, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but guess if it was a miracle brought by this magical man... However, even if Tian Hao is a doctor, how can such a serious gunshot wound make Mei'er get better so quickly?

But no matter what, Mei'er's miraculous recovery made Xiao Zhao smile, and suddenly he had a backbone.

"Sister Mei, it's good that you're awake, otherwise we really don't know what to do next, someone would come into our bar to see you. Xiao Zhao said.

"Who?"

"It's... It's your father, as well as several leaders of the Blue Dragon Society, who said that they were coming to visit Sister Mei's injuries. Xiao Zhao said carefully.

Mei'er's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible light, and she glanced at Tian Hao on the side, Tian Hao hugged an indifferent look, Mei'er nodded, and said knowingly: "Xiao Zhao, you go out first, treat well, let the brothers not be frivolous, and don't have a dispute first." I'll go out when I'm going to take a shower. ”

"Okay, Sister Mei..." Xiao Zhao hesitated, but still asked with concern: "But Sister Mei, are you really okay?"

"You'll find out later. ”

After Xiao Zhao went out, Mei'er looked at Yang Chen shyly, "Husband, you should go out first, I want to take a bath." ”

"I'll help you with the wind. Tian Hao said in a serious and righteous manner.

Mei'er rolled her eyes, obviously immune to Tian Hao's rogue appearance.

Tian Hao saw that there was no sweetness to taste, so he had to pat his ass and reluctantly walked out of the bedroom and walked towards the bar hall.

As soon as I entered the hall, I felt that the atmosphere in the whole bar was oppressive, and at this time there were already many people sitting in the bar, crowded with people, there were twenty or thirty on each side, and each with a black face and a cruel smile.

On the side of the bar are Xiao Zhao and several other young Seraphic main characters, after all, the Seraphic Angel has only been established for a short time, although the momentum is developing rapidly, but the vast majority of them are composed of young people, so they will appear to be more than brave in many confrontations, and the experience of the city government is insufficient.

And the other party is a cadre brought by Mei'er's father, Dongfang Winshare.

At this moment, Dongfang Wenxuan was sitting on a black leather sofa, holding Erlang's legs, holding a purple sand teapot in his hand, sucking tea without a mouthful, as if he had forgotten the embarrassment of being dared to go out by Tian Hao last time, leisurely, and had no special reaction, as if he didn't know him at all.

And beside Dongfang Wenxuan, there were also several bigwigs in different costumes, what surprised Tian Hao was that Chen Liang, who was going to kidnap Wang Yunhan that night, was also sitting next to Dongfang Wenxuan, and when he saw Tian Hao coming out, Chen Liang immediately sat up straight, and several people around him glanced at Chen Liang suspiciously. However, Chen Liang didn't say anything, and Tian Hao didn't bother to deal with him.

The little brothers on both sides are tense, but a few bigwigs are leisurely, whispering and talking about something, and they don't take all this seriously, which is enough to see that there is still a huge gap between these leaders who have seen the storm and the "little friends" like the Seraph.

"Xiao Zhao, why are you sitting there staring, come over here and pour me a glass of water. Yang Chen hooked his hand at Xiao Zhao, who looked like a little leopard, he didn't want to follow this group of people to compare that ridiculous momentum, so he still drank saliva and waited for Mei'er to come out.

Although Xiao Zhao felt that this scene was a little embarrassing, Tian Hao didn't dare not go when he summoned him, so he immediately got down from his seat and smiled to bartending for Tian Hao.

This picture made the people in the entire tense bar hall look at Tian Hao with strange eyes.

A few sitting Blue Dragon Club bosses, one with a pipe in his mouth, and the thin-faced man who looked to be his youngest raised his eyebrows, took down his pipe and pointed at Tian Hao, and asked with a smile: "You kid, is that little white face raised by a slut?"

As soon as these words came out, the people of the Seraphic Angel immediately became angry, although many of them knew that this man had an extraordinary relationship with the eldest sister, but they were not familiar with Tian Hao, but they couldn't tolerate the eldest sister being insulted!

Many people in the Blue Dragon Society put their hands in their collars, obviously taking the guy.

Tian Hao waved his hand depressedly, signaling this group of young people not to get excited, "What are you doing?

Then, Tian Hao turned around and smiled at the pipe man: "You know this, you are really the same kind as me, but you choose to raise this man Dongfang Wenxuan, what about me, choose a beautiful woman to raise me, our taste is still not the same, you are more powerful, heavy taste." ”

The pipe man was not angry, and snorted coldly, "Flim Tongue, you have a little guts, I don't know how your other kung fu is, whether you can feed that slut." ”

Finally, a young leader of the Seraphic Angel couldn't take it anymore, pulled out a silver American Colt* from behind him, turned red and pointed at the big guy and shouted, "You have to try it again!?"

The scene suddenly came to the cusp!

"Young man, what's the hurry?" the pipe man smiled disdainfully, and as soon as his words fell, he waved his hand behind him.

"Boom..."

A row of less than twenty people in the Blue Dragon Club tall horse man instantly took out a black oil shiny weapon from his arms, all of them are classic *, this submachine pistol semi-automatic shooting can reach a strong range of 100 meters, and it is not at all an ordinary * can compete with strong firepower.

Tian Hao couldn't help squinting when he saw this scene, it seems that on the frontal battlefield, the Seraphs really can't compete with the remaining three in Zhonghai, they are too far behind in terms of weapons alone, and it is completely luck to take the north of the city, the three have been in business for so many years, and they have powerful arms in their hands, this is not a gap that can be made up in the short term!

Although the Seraphic Angel side is a young man with strong blood, he can throw his head and spill blood, but after all, he is not a fool, the situation in front of him is completely weak, the Qinglong will come prepared, and he will bring elites, and his side is in the mood of worrying about Mei'er's injury, and he has not brought enough manpower and guys, how can he compete with these thugs who kill people without blinking?

But in his own territory, so suppressed, the little leader of the Seraphic Angels seemed very uncomfortable, and a violent mood was stuffed in the chests of a group of people, not vomiting or unhappy.

Dongfang Wenxuan tidied up his clothes, raised his head with a smile, and slowly spoke, "Young man, we meet again." ”

Tian Hao took a sip of water, put down the cup, and chuckled, "Do you remember what I said to you last time?"