Delicious food is even more delicious when eaten in the mouth of a person full of joy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe shocking military music is even more shocking when listening to the ears of ambitious people.

These joyful and celebratory scenes, if nothing else, are simply sorry for the audience.

Some of the old fox Overseers even speculated that at this moment, the president suddenly smashed his cup to make it difficult to get up, and killing a few Overseers was the most suitable for the scene.

Sure enough, something happened!

In the distance, smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and dozens of Huang Biao BMWs came galloping over, mixed with some crying.

"Something's wrong, there's something wrong."

"Oh no, no."

"Say it, say it. What the hell is going on? ”

"General Shi Xiao, the son of King Shi Yan, has been shot!"

"Oh, so unlucky, what can I do?"

The tone of the speaker was surprised, but he was secretly relieved in his heart, it was none of his business, and he hung high.

Most of them feel that it is none of their business, and there are unlucky eggs every year, since they have gone to the hunting ground, they must have the consciousness of stray bullets and flying guns.

On top of the feast of the generals, the seat of the Stone Overseer Shi Yama was very close to the president, and there were only about two or three people apart, and when he heard the news, his head buzzed, and his eyes were already black. At the picnic, he was originally kneeling on the blanket, but now he almost used his hands and feet together, crawling and rushing to the president:

"Mr. Shandong, help!"

The station of this stone overseer army is Mongolia, "Iron Blood Town Mongolia", which can kill thousands of people a year, and hang them with ropes after killing, the folk song of the common people "Han Qingtian's board, the rope of King Shiyan." "That's what he's talking about.

The Mongols are already fierce, and the bandits in the Mongols are even more vicious, countering violence with violence and stopping killing with killing, which can be regarded as the simplest and easiest way.

General Shi Xiao is the only son of King Shi Yama, young and vigorous, excellent equestrian, and good at hunting. This time he brought a few hundred good horses, intending to make some limelight at the great president's hunting feast. But I didn't expect that bullets don't have long eyes.

The great president is the democratically elected president who is expected by everyone, and of course he will empathize with the difficulties of his people, and his face is dark and sad at the moment, while reaching out to help the stone overseer, and saying in his mouth:

"Brother Shi, get up quickly."

He beckoned and commanded:

"Call the military doctor, call the best military doctor."

The Stone Yama King didn't think about it at all, he hugged one of the president's feet with both hands, and the force was so great that a small bare calf was still visible on the white cotton socks of the president.

was so embarrassed, the president still comforted him with a warm face:

"Don't worry, the military doctors have a lot of methods, and now our medicine is easy to use."

King Shiyan tilted his head and looked straight at the president:

"Mr. Shandong, please Mr. Shandong, please, I only have one son."

He didn't even look at his injured son, and directly asked the president for help, and the first thing he said was to ask Mr. Shandong to go out of the mountain. thinks that only Mr. Shandong has the ability to redeem his son's situation.

Now the Overseers, who had nothing to do with themselves, became enthusiastic:

"That's right, our president has Mr. Shandong in his family."

It is probably because of the father-son connection, the estimation of the King of Shi Yama is very correct, and the King of Shi Xiao Yama of his family is seriously injured.

The guards who followed made a small area in the grass and let Shi Xiaoyan lie flat on a tiger skin, and several military doctors trotted around from all directions, cutting open his shirt and examining it carefully.

On the outer level, there are onlookers who are full of concern and are actually very curious about gossip.

One of the guards at the head had a gloomy face:

"Stand back, or I'll let go of the gun!"

Several military doctors examined their injuries, wiped their sweat in the winter, and exchanged glances with each other. In the end, it was an old and serious military doctor who spoke:

"We need to have surgery right away, but fortunately we now have Mr. Shandong's medicine, which works wonders for trauma."

The remaining military doctors continued to exchange glances, and finally said:

"Then it's up to Mr. Hua!"

The old military doctor immediately waved his hand:

"I'm old, my hands are shaking, of course it's good for you young people to come!"

Several people discussed a few words, and quickly made a decision, and a military doctor with an honest appearance and figure like a pig butcher would be in charge.

At this time, Mr. President and the Stone Overseer King Shi Yan were already supporting each other.

King Shi Yan's legs trembled softly, and the great president asked aloud:

"How's it going?"

The pig butcher medic replied:

"It was the oldest Hanyang wound, and the good news is that this gun is the least powerful, there is no penetrating wound, and it does not bloom in the body. But there is also one bad thing, this is a shotgun, one shot is dozens, almost half of the bullets are on the body, and the operation requires more than 20 openings. ”

This gun is best used to fight groups of small animals.

The president hesitated:

"More than twenty mouths, can you?"

The pig butcher medic looked confident:

"Please rest assured, I have no problem at all, I can be the main operator, plus we also have Mr. Shandong's medicine, the equipment is the best."

The president also had some surprises on his face:

"In this way, I am 100% sure!"

Pig Butcher Doctor Salutes:

"Report to the president, there is 10 percent certainty!"

When he said this, the horizontal flesh on the face of the military doctor trembled with excitement, if it had been changed to before, the mortality rate of this kind of operation would be 100 percent, 100000, 1000000, and there was no hope of success at all. Now with Mr. Shandong's medicine, it can reach a 10% success rate, which is simply epoch-making.

The military doctor considered it already epoch-making. The Stone Yama didn't think so, and he sat down on the grass again with his legs limp. The words that came out of his mouth were extremely vicious:

"My son is dead, so let you all be buried with him."

He had a nervous breakdown, and his big hand swiped in the air, and the range of this "you" seemed to include the president. Maybe I still understand in my heart that the president can't invite Mr. Shandong, that is, there is no valuable waste.

Young Master Zhou commanded the guards to make a way, and Zhang Meixi also staggered into the encirclement.

The president hurriedly stopped:

"Xi'er, it's none of your business here, you go up first."

He wanted his granddaughter to go back to Guanjiangtai and stay away from danger.

Zhang Meixi comforted his grandfather and said:

"It doesn't matter, I'll take a look."

She took a few more steps forward, squatted beside Shi Xiaoyan, observed for a few seconds, and suddenly put her face on the tip of Shi Xiaoyan's nose, as if she wanted to kiss.

"The smell of breath is clear, and it shouldn't hurt the lungs."

The situation is as serious as kissing, and Miss Sun of the President's family is carefully tasting the breath of Shi Xiaoyan. It's like lovers tasting each other's saliva.

The whole audience exploded!

…… (To be continued.) )