Long Qing glanced at the corpse on the ground slightly, then squatted down and lifted the blond foreigner's shirt. The buttons of the black shirt were ripped open, revealing a one-inch square black swastika on his chest. Underneath the swastika mark is the Greek letter "V."

Long Qing stood up, and sure enough, he was a member of the Evil Spirit Society, and he was still a fifth-level backbone. There are nine levels of the Evil Spirits, with the ninth being the highest level, and it is said that only the thirteen members of the Evil Spirits Council, the highest governing body of the Evil Spirits, are the ninth level. A fifth-level member like the Blonde Alien is almost the level of deputy head that leads a country's members.

Is the Evil Spirit Society finally going to develop towards Kyushu? Long Qing frowned, and a touch of gloom gradually came to his mind.

Long Qing walked into the cabin, Qi Qingxue was still hiding behind the sofa, and when she saw Long Qing walking in, she ran over excitedly and hugged Long Qing: "It's okay if you're fine!"

Long Qing had just been shot in the left shoulder, and when he was hugged so hard by Qi Qingxue, he immediately couldn't help but gasp.

"Ah, are you okay?" Qi Qingxue heard Long Qing's hissing voice, quickly let go, and asked with concern.

Long Qing's face almost hurt into bitter melon, and he put on a smile that was more ugly than crying and said, "It's okay!"

Only then did Qi Qingxue notice the wound on Long Qing's left shoulder, because Long Qing was wearing a dark suit and a dark shirt, the blood soaked on it was not obvious. Now that she took a closer look, Qi Qingxue found that Long Qing's entire left shoulder was soaked, and she just hugged him just now, and there were a lot of blood stains on her right chest.

"This, this, what should I do?" Qi Qingxue stretched out her hand and wanted to touch the wound, but she was afraid that Long Qing would hurt, so she was suddenly a little overwhelmed.

Long Qingqiang smiled: "I'm fine, but my left hand is not easy to move now, please help me take off my clothes!"

Qi Qingxue said angrily: "What is Qi Zong, you just call me Qingxue." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently unbuttoned the two suit buttons on Long Qing's chest.

Qi Qingxue was afraid that the action would be too big and move Long Qing's wound, so she was very careful, first gently taking off her right sleeve for Long Qing, and then slowly removing her left sleeve.

Long Qing looked at a hole in the left shoulder of the suit, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Finally, there is a suit of tens of thousands, and it is gone after only one day!"

Qi Qingxue said: "You still have to worry about the injury, don't worry about the clothes, I'll buy you ten pieces when I go back." ”

After the suit was removed, the blood stains on Long Qing's left shoulder became more and more obvious, not only the left shoulder and left sleeve, but even the entire shirt on the left half of his chest was soaked. Qi Qingxue's face suddenly became very ugly, no matter how ignorant she was, just looking at the blood, she knew that Long Qing's injuries were by no means as optimistic as his people showed.

"Take off your shirt for me, too. Long Qing continued.

Qi Qingxue nodded, and continued to unbutton Long Qing's shirt, but after removing his right sleeve, he encountered difficulties when he went to the left half of the sleeve. Some of the blood had already congealed, sticking the clothes tightly to Long Qing's skin, and Qi Qingxue didn't dare to take it off after a little bit of strength.

Long Qing's face was much paler than when he came in, and seeing that Qi Qingxue was a little afraid to make a move, he smiled and encouraged: "If you don't do it, I have to do it myself!"

Qi Qingxue gritted her teeth and said, "Then I'll do it, you bear with it." ”

Long Qing smiled and nodded.

The shirt was torn from the skin little by little, Qi Qingxue looked at Long Qing's face while tearing it, as long as he frowned rarely, she would stop immediately, however, Long Qing's expression was motionless from beginning to end.

Finally tore to the wound on the shoulder, the blood accumulated more and more, due to too much blood, there was no scab on the wound, the clothes were gently taken, Qi Qingxue looked at the wound and gasped!

A huge wound with a diameter of more than three centimeters appeared above Long Qing's shoulder blade, and the wound could not be seen to be deep, because it was filled with semi-coagulated blood! Around the wound, a large area of muscle had turned black and bruised.

"What's wrong, is it ugly?" asked Long Qing with a smile, a little sweat on his face.

Qi Qingxue looked at Long Qing silently, and said after a while: "I'll show you." As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and took a photo in front of Long Qing's eyes.

Long Qing looked at his phone, frowned, and said, "It's a little bad, it seems that it needs to be dealt with." ”

Qi Qingxue asked, "What should I do?"

Long Qing thought for a while and said, "You go to the kitchen first to find out if you can get some salt water, and then find a few clean towels." "This yacht hall is fully equipped with kitchens and bathrooms, and these things should be relatively easy to find.

Qi Qingxue quickly came back three minutes after leaving, carrying a basin of hot water.

Long Qing smiled: "I can't reach the wound, I want you to help me clean it." ”

Qi Qingxue glared at Long Qing: "You saved my life, what else do you say is troublesome or not?"

Qi Qingxue damped the towel, and then carefully wiped it next to Long Qing's wound, wiping the blood stains off little by little. When wiping the wounds, Qi Qingxue noticed that Long Qing's body had a lot of scars, and almost the entire back was covered with large and small wounds.

"Why do you have so many scars on your body?" Qi Qingxue knew that she shouldn't ask, but she couldn't help but ask out loud.

Long Qing was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's all some old things, it's inconvenient to say, I hope you can understand." ”

Qi Qingxue nodded, knowing very well in her heart that Long Qing had such a powerful skill, naturally it didn't come out of thin air.

"He is a person with stories, I don't know who can share these stories with him!" Qi Qingxue sighed silently in her heart.

"Are you alright?" After a long time, seeing that Qi Qingxue was still wiping behind her back, Long Qing couldn't help asking.

"Uh, alright. Qi Qingxue replied in a little panic, but she lost her mind for a moment just now.

Long Qing nodded, then picked up a pistol on the ground, withdrew the magazine, and took out two bullets. Then the left and right hands cooperated, twisted the warhead a few times, and pulled the eggshell back.

"You sprinkle the * from the bullet casing on the wound!" Long Qing said, "Spread it evenly, don't pile it up!"

Qi Qingxue was a little puzzled, but she did it anyway. Long Qing then pointed to the corpse of a man in black and said, "There should be a lighter in his pocket, you bring it." ”

Qi Qingxue did as she was told.

"Okay, now use a lighter to light the * on the wound!" Long Qing said in a deep voice.

"What!" Qi Qingxue exclaimed, "But this will burn you, and, it will definitely hurt very much." ”

This kind of wound hurts terribly if you touch it a little, Qi Qingxue really can't imagine what it will be like to be burned again, and she shuddes when she thinks about it a little.

"The wound is a bit big, and if you don't treat it, it's likely to get infected, don't worry, it's not very painful. Long Qing smiled and encouraged.