Of course, there are no arteries on the hilum of the brain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, the reason why everyone saw a lot of bleeding on the thin man's head was not because today was the first day he came there, nor because the place where he hit was an eyebrow bone that was prone to bleeding.

It's really because the thin man's action of covering his face is not too right.

It's okay to cover your wounds, it's a normal reaction for everyone. But when the thin man went to cover his wounds, he forgot that he still had a knife in his hand, a sharp one.

And so, in full view of everyone, and in the earth-shattering gaze of all who still admired him, he slashed at his own nose again.

If it weren't for the thick enough skin, the tip of his nose would fall directly to the ground, so could he cover it again?

The blood wasn't spurting out like a leaky faucet.

"Ah~~" The thin man hunched over and covered his nose and howled loudly.

The screaming makes everyone feel sad, this has to hurt so much!

The fierce man squatting on the other side, Brother Long's face turned from blue to green, how stupid does this little brother have to be? Not to mention that he almost crashed into a concussion, he could still stab himself.

Paralyzed, fortunately he didn't let him rub Lao Tzu's wounds, this * I can't pull it out at once.

Not to mention that this person's thoughts are complex and rich, after being hit by the stupidity of his companions, the terrifying picture of pulling radishes popped up in the mind of the macho dragon brother.

It is estimated that he is also one of the lovers of web novels.

Qin Qing opened her mouth slightly and couldn't cry or laugh, she was worried about Gao Ming to death just now, but she didn't expect this gangster to be a fool, so stupid that she couldn't describe it with adjectives. If you have to sum it up in one word, it can only be a fool knocking on the door --- being stupid.

"Hey, this skinny brother, the ancients Zeng Yun: The knife is a fierce thing, and non-wise people can't mention it, you see that you are stupid, and you are stupid to take a knife out and operate on yourself, although the rosacea is ugly, it is better than nothing, isn't it?" The corners of Gao Ming's mouth curled slightly, and he sighed slightly.

Even the initiator didn't expect the effect to be so good for Mao? Could it be that the gods and Buddhas are all on his side today?

That's right, Gao Ming has already calculated, as soon as his legs move, the thin man who is vigilant must dodge, and this dodge will naturally touch the stool held by the fat man, and he has already looked at the height and angle, just facing the door of his head.

Of course, if he didn't align it, he would touch his eyes or something, and he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only say that the thin man was too unlucky.

As for the question of the thin man if he doesn't hide, it's just right, Gao Ming only needs one kick to let him know that he is so hung for the hairy macho brother Long, and now he has to squat on the ground to learn the luck of Sichuan drama to change his face.

Balls are the ability that every man likes to show off in front of women in addition to power and money, but the premise is that they must be protected.

"Brother Chong, are you okay?" The fat man still held the small bench in his hand half-high, and he was stunned for a while before he reacted, licked his somewhat dry lips, and asked.

Poor Brother Chong can still answer the thoughtful concern from his companions at this time, the pain in his heart has made him faint from the pain, and he now just wants to put the rosacea he used to hate back on his nose.

"You see how smart the fat man is, and he knows how to adapt measures to local conditions and use local materials, so he is not injured." Gao Ming replied in place of the thin man.

Qin Qing couldn't wait to kick the mouthy man next to him, since this thing can be injured like this without blood, just let his companion get him, what more mouths do you have here? Do you have to fight and hurt yourself?

Mayor Qin didn't think that Gao Ming, a little white face, could have the capital to fight against the three vicious gangsters in front of him, even if two of them had already knelt because of chance.

But there's a fat man who weighs at least more than 200 pounds.

"Fat cow, him, mess him, hiss.." Brother Long, the macho man who was still squatting on the ground, was going crazy.

He had never seen such a frightened little white face, if it weren't for the bursts of pain from the egg part that were really irresistible, Brother Long wanted to bite people with his mouth.

"Laugh at your paralysis and give Lao Tzu to death."

The fat man is not good at stubble, and while Gao Ming was still laughing and baring his teeth, he scolded angrily and cheered himself up, and at the same time waved his thick arm and smashed the small bench out.

Then, he bowed and exerted his strength, ready to wait for the little bench to smash the hateful face of the little white face, and then rushed up and smashed him with his huge body. Even if the little white face is destined to dodge, he will definitely not be able to avoid his huge body of more than two hundred catties.

This is a trick that Fat Niu can occupy a place in Brother Long's organization, first smashing the weapon in his hand at the opponent, and then knocking the opponent to the ground in one fell swoop with the huge impact force of his body in more than 200 catties of running.

With this trick, Fat Niu even solved the characters that Brother Long found tricky.

It's naturally not a problem to engage in this little white face. Even, the fat cow's mind has begun to have the image of the poor little white face moaning in pain under his huge body.

I have to say that YY is an innate ability that almost every man has.

There was a "pop" sound.

The bench hit the human body and, in pieces.

The force is reciprocal, and someone's head is obviously a little harder than a bench, not split, but blood splashes.

Then, the fat cow froze. Just as he was about to rush out.

Even, the fat cow wanted to cover his eyes a little, and the scene in front of him was really unbearable.

I knew that he didn't use so much strength.

Of course, it wasn't Gao Ming who hit.

Gao Ming just stretched out his hand like lightning when the fat cow bench made a move, and a thin man who didn't care about external affairs and just wanted to try to put his nose on it hunched over in front of Gao Ming.

Then, a small bench that flies in a straight line, but is irregularly shaped, hits the target accurately, the head of the thin man.

At the same time as the blood splashed, the miserable howl suddenly stopped, and without even saying a word, the thin man was like a downed tree, lying directly in the aisle of the carriage.

It was still the face that hit the ground first, and a few blood flowers splashed. It can't be helped, it's mainly because of the force in that place.

"What the hell are you..." Brother Long, who was still squatting, was almost speechless.

At this moment, he didn't know whether to say that his little brother was too stupid, or that his little white face was too sinister.

"It's despicable." Seeing that his companion was smashed by himself, he didn't know anything, the fat man's eyes were red, and he still rushed up with a loud roar.

The fat man can only scold the little white face with this sentence that others usually describe himself, and he understands at this time that the heart of the person who was knocked down by him is extremely depressed.

Then, something that made him even more depressed happened.

Gao Ming is out of the needle.

It's so good to have a needle, this is the fat man's first thought before his liver and gallbladder are broken.

The needle of more than twenty centimeters was directly inserted into his lower abdomen by Gao Ming, and then, the fat man with a huge inertia violated the laws of physics and stood still.

A needle more than 20 centimeters long is only a dozen centimeters from the crotch, and if you move it again, it will be really stupid.

What's more, the fat man suddenly felt that his legs were not his own, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

Qi and blood are intercepted, one of Gao Ming's masters, the needle is not pulled, the fat man will not want to move his legs in his life, including the small one in the middle.