I had never thought about this question before, so I didn't know how to answer it for a while.

In addition, my whole mind is still stuck on the previous incident, and my mind is full of the word pregnancy.

I couldn't help but touch my thighs, in fact, I wanted to touch my crotch, but in front of the ugly girl, my behavior was a little indecent, so I had to hold back.

I had a very bold guess, and I also asked the ugly girl, "It was Xiaorou who just talked to you about WeChat?"

The ugly lady pursed her lips and laughed again, and shook her head and said, "It's not her, Brother Bore, you think too much." ”

I don't know the bottom of my heart. After that, the ugly lady talked to me about the 10K Party for a long time.

But again, everything was too sudden, and we didn't talk about anything in the end.

The ugly lady looked at the time and said that it was too late, she asked me and Beard to rest early, and said that tomorrow, the 10K Party would come to visit, especially after the two gangs met, and there would be a ceremony such as a boss taking the throne.

I nodded silently as I listened. The ugly lady left two mobile phones, one for me and one for Beard, and then she retired first, leaving the entire conference room for me and Beard.

Beard actually wanted to get out of here, but when he realized I didn't mean it, he stayed with me.

The two of us replaced the wine with tea, and drank again. I don't have a penchant for tea, but at this moment, I always feel thirsty, and I guess it has something to do with something in my heart.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that we left the place, and we opened a random room and plunged into it.

I didn't sleep long, and when it was morning, I woke up naturally. I smelled myself, especially the futon, which smelled a lot of wine.

I took advantage of the opportunity to take a hot shower, which washed away the smell of alcohol from my body.

The beard took out the posture of lying on the bed, thinking about it, we have been tossing a lot these days, and he has long been tired.

I didn't bother him, and walked out on my own, heading straight for the restaurant.

The business of this Haitai Hotel is okay, just by looking at the number of people eating breakfast, and when I came to the restaurant, I took such a look, and found that among the people eating, there were also a few familiar faces to me, they were all mercenaries of the Wild Dog Gang.

Of course, I didn't have a meal ticket for breakfast, especially the waiters at the door recognized me.

During breakfast, I also had a few words with one of the mercenaries. I wonder what happened to Yaksha and Goteng.

The mercenary didn't hide it, according to what he said, Gao Teng's injuries were not serious, and he woke up last night, plus a tricky task suddenly came to the gang, and Niangniang sent Gao Teng out again.

As for Yaksha, the mercenary kept his face stiff and didn't say anything about Yaksha's physical condition, but he told me that Yaksha was in Zhuhai Anorectal Hospital.

I'd like to wait for Yaksha to finish breakfast. I pondered again, the ugly lady said that the Klan 10 people would come today, but I concluded that they would not come in the morning, after all, they all drank a lot yesterday and would definitely snooze for a while.

I can go to the anorectal hospital while this is in the meantime.

I didn't say hello to the ugly girl, and went downstairs and left Haitai.

The journey from Haitai to the anorectal hospital was not too long, and after half an hour, I was in the backyard of the hospital.

At this moment there was also a doctor leading the way, and he took me to the door of a bungalow.

He knocked on the door for me and pushed it open. He made up his mind to only send it here, and when he pushed the door open, he silently retreated.

I usually pay attention to etiquette, and I should say thank you to the doctor who led the way, but at this moment, I actually ignored it, because I was focused on the bungalow.

There were four beds in this bungalow, three of which were empty, and on the bed by the window, lay the Nakshatra.

At this time, Yaksha had already woken up, he was half-leaning on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, and he was a mercenary, don't look at it, but he couldn't hide a fierce anger on his body.

There was also a little nurse sitting beside his bed. It is estimated that this little nurse was specially arranged for the Yaksha's escort.

She seemed very unnatural, and I thought about it and understood that it was strange that she could relax in the face of such a dull and fierce Yaksha.

Not long after I stood at the door, the little nurse turned her head to look at me.

She didn't know who I was, and she couldn't figure out what I was here for. She took out a vague posture and stood up.

I waved my hand at her and told her to go out for a walk, and I wanted to talk to Yaksha alone while I had time.

This little nurse, this, these voices.

Then Yaksha came back to his senses, and he looked at me and suddenly grinned. He was not very polite to the little nurse, and suddenly urged, "Let you out, didn't you hear?"

The little nurse looked like she didn't dare to mess with Yaksha and hurried away.

I deliberately closed the door, and at last I went to the bedside and sat down on the same chair that the little nurse had sat on.

Yaksha seemed preoccupied, and now he turned his head to look out the window.

I don't want to be so silent all the time, and I really want to complain, saying in my heart that after I returned to Zhuhai last night, how could I always encounter a cold scene.

I took the initiative to say to the Yakshas, "What do you want? Tell me!"

Yaksha turned around, and he was covered with the quilt and his hands in the middle of the quilt.

At this moment, he suddenly stretched out his hands.

Before the change, Yaksha wore a pair of gloves, and with gloves, he also used gloves to hide the disability on his hands.

And at this moment, I stared at the unobstructed hands of the Yakshas, especially at the missing thumbs, and my heart tightened.

Yaksha said to me, "The Buddha is dead, although I didn't kill him, but this mission is completely over, and the next thing I face is to get rid of the Wild Dog Gang." ”

Speaking of this, Yaksha grinned. He shook his head and said, "I have always felt that I was born to be a soldier, and I should deal with this in this life, otherwise I will be bored and even have no fun in the face of a peaceful life." ”

I tasted it, and Yaksha was very unwilling.

I lit a cigarette and handed it to the Yaksha, for those of us the smoke is a good thing, because smoking it lightens the mental burden.

I took advantage of the moment and asked, "Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Yaksha took a sullen breath, and I realized that I hadn't finished half of it, and he had only a cigarette butt left.

Yaksha brushed the cigarette butt and stared out the window again.

He told me that he didn't have a specific plan yet, but he didn't want to do those mundane jobs, so if he had the chance, he might consider opening a martial arts class, whether the plan was profitable or not, as long as he could fill his stomach, he might keep going.

I always felt that Yaksha was condescending to do this, especially since he couldn't show his skills from now on.

I would have liked to comfort him and even ask him to consider another career. But when the words came to my lips, an idea popped into me.

I was stunned for a moment. When Yaksha noticed it, he looked at me puzzled.

When I came to my senses, I asked him, "If you were given ten very mediocre people, would you be able to improve their skills, or even make them mercenaries?"

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