Chapter 1092, I hate the dead and the weak!

At that time, after the military advisor wiped Takemoto's unintentional neck with a knife, he immediately took Qin Luo, Qin Lan and left to join Jesus Hongqi.

Jesus had everything ready, and they had just jumped on board and set off on the cruise.

Seeing that everyone was safe, the military advisor finally didn't need to pretend anymore, and his throat was sweet, and he vomited blood again.

Qin Luo hurriedly helped her into the cabin, and then found that she had fainted.

At this time, what should Qin Luo, as a doctor, do?

Treat.

So, he did his job as a doctor.

He probed the pulse of the military advisor and found that her pulse was manic and irregular, up and down violently, as if she was on a roller coaster.

And he touched the heart of the military advisor - yes, with his hands. Of course, it was through the clothes.

Her heart beats are also very unstable, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, when it is fast, the heart is like jumping out of the body, and when it is slow, it makes people worry that the next time will never come-

So, Qin Luo hesitated for several minutes and made a difficult decision: he decided to take off the military advisor's shirt.

If he were any woman, he wouldn't be so miserable. Even if that woman is Sister Feng.

However, if this woman is a military advisor, he has to be cautious. In Qin Luo's eyes, taking off the clothes of the military division is much more dangerous than taking off the clothes of Sister Feng.

It was a difficult decision, because he had a very painful experience.

That time, it was the military advisor who was poisoned, and he went up to cut his pulse, but the originally unconscious military advisor suddenly hit him violently, and his nose was knocked down, and a lot of blood was shed. Now that I want to take off someone's clothes, it's hard to guarantee that she won't jump again-

However, if he doesn't, he won't be able to proceed with the next step of treatment.

How can a healer's parents, a parent, bear to watch their children suffer and be indifferent?

So, his body stood far away, leaning forward, his ass pouting, and he cautiously reached out to unbutton the black shirt of the military division.

One, two, three-

Fortunately, she slept very soundly and peacefully, and did not do anything to attack Qin Luo.

When her shirt was all unbuttoned, the black sè shirt inside was revealed—I have to say, this woman is really tasteless. Even if the whole body is black, even the underwear is black. Black sè is black sè, black sè represents xìng sense and mystery, but, please, you don't have to buy this kind of aunt, right? Not even lace.

As a perfectionist who attaches great importance to personal image and the overall coordination and beauty of the whole body, Qin Luo almost couldn't help but tear off her underwear and throw it into the sea.

But thinking of her terrifying strength, Qin Luo still forcibly suppressed this impulse.

However, her breasts are quite beautiful, like a big plump apple. The skin is not white, like specially treated wheat sè. A woman like her, who exercises all day long, must not be in vain. What's even worse is that her waist is really fine and soft, and she can hold it, without a trace of fat-

It's just that the middle part of her belly button below her chest is red and swollen, and there are broken pieces of wood that have pierced into the holes in the flesh—

Qin Luo first cleaned the sawdust in the skin and flesh, and then after disinfecting it with medicine, he began to reach out and gently massage the major acupuncture points on her abdomen, in order to relieve her pain and relieve her internal injuries-

With the injury of the military division, she was able to get up so quickly, and classmate Qin Luo contributed a lot.

From beginning to end, the military advisor has been asleep and has not woken up.

Qin Luo thought that she didn't know these things at all, but she didn't expect that she knew all about it-

The military advisor's eyes were cold, staring at Qin Luo without blinking.

Qin Luo's eyes were innocent, and he stared at the military advisor with a wink.

"Don't mention it. Especially not to mention the separation. The military advisor told again.

"Okay." Qin Luo nodded in agreement. "If only you remembered that I saved your life again."

"You've been away from helping you so many times, and you remember them all?"

"Remembered." Qin Luo said affirmatively.

What the military advisor wanted to say, he stopped talking.

Reaching out and taking out the cigarette case from his bosom, he carefully rubbed the rose pattern on it.

"Give me a cigarette." Qin Luo said. I don't know what's going on, but suddenly he wants to smoke. Although under the influence of his grandfather, he has always stayed away from things such as tobacco and alcohol, but this time, whether he wants to sigh or try it, even he himself can't tell the mood at this time.

"No." The military division directly refused.

"Stingy."

The military advisor ignored Qin Luo's accusation, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it on his mouth, but he was reluctant to light it-

It's a dead man.

There was coagulated blood in his abdomen, and the fatal wound was a knife in the neck.

This knife is not deep, just enough to cut a person's throat.

The knife is fast, the incision is neat and direct, and there is no cumbersome place.

A man in a white suit covered his nose with a handkerchief, and after looking at it twice, he said with some disgust: "Buried." ”

With that, he turned around and walked out of the room where the mortuary was to be held.

"I hate dead people." The man said as he walked. He took out a small bottle of perfume from his pocket and sprayed it on his body, as if he had already been stained with the musty smell of the corpse while standing far away.

Several people bowed their heads and followed him, silent.

If someone in the dark world saw the lineup of these followers, they would be surprised.

The Count with blindfolds over his eyes, the golden boy with a veil on his chest, and a grim-looking ghost—all of these people can bring a bloody storm when they go out casually.

However, they followed behind the man in white, not daring to raise their heads, or even to take a breath.

The man in white walked extremely fast, and his shoulders swayed left and right, like a big white goose in the shape of a human.

However, no one dared to speak their minds.

Stopping in a large room, plain and clean, with barely a trace of dust, he sat down in his chair, and immediately a servant came up to replace the pair of white sè leather shoes he had just wore.

After taking a sip of water from the cup, the man looked into the earl's eyes and asked, "Count, are you okay?" ”

"Not dead for a while." The Count said in a deep voice. "If the mission fails, please punish Your Highness."

"Then what kind of punishment do you say?" The man looked at the Count with a smile as he held the cup.

The Count did not dare to say anything.

He knew that if he dared to say something like 'death for sin', this man would not hesitate to break his neck.

As a nobleman, he knew that the so-called slaves were worthless in the eyes of their masters.

"The beast is shamefully dead, the earl is blind, and the golden boy's injury is out of the way, right?"

The golden boy fell to one knee and did not speak, and he knew that not speaking was the best answer.

"The jade girl also has two snakes stuffed in her stomach?" The man in white ignored the golden boy kneeling on the ground and asked to himself. As if remembering something funny, he said, "Why don't you bring the jade girl?" I'd like to see what those two snakes look like. Keeping a snake in the stomach is also a strange story. ”

"The lab is on the go." The ghost said expressionlessly.

"Ghost." The man in white looked at the ghost and asked, "He's strong?" ”

This is a question that the ghost can't answer. It is said that he is very strong, but his combat ability is really poor. Say he's not strong - is he, a loser, qualified to say something like that?

"He's not strong enough, so you're too weak?" The man asked with a smile.

The ghost finally couldn't stand anymore and knelt on one knee in front of the man in white.

"I hate the dead and the weak." The man in white said.

"I'm guilty." The three of them said at the same time.

"I won't kill you just yet." The man said bluntly. "When you counterattack Huaxia, you are good cannon fodder."

"Your Highness." The three of them thanked each other in unison.

"Let's go." The man said, waving his hand.

The three of them stood up respectfully, then cautiously turned to leave.

"Wait." The man in white shouted.

The three of them stiffened, and at the same time turned to look over.

"Whose hair is this?" The man in white asked, pointing to a strand of hair on the red carpet. It's a finger-long strand of hair that would have been impossible to spot if it weren't for your eyesight.

"It's mine." Golden Boy said.

"Take it away." The man said. "Don't stain my carpet."

The golden boy quickly knelt down and picked up the hair, and after searching for it again and finding no other hair, he fled and left the big white room that made people feel cold.