It's late at night,

Squeak,

The front door to the bedroom was pried open from the outside.

A blood-colored mandala in a nightcoat reappears.

However, this time, Qin Lang did not put poor Sister Hui in the quilt as a stand-in messenger, but leaned on the head of the bed comfortably, looking at the slender figure of the blood-colored mandala with a smile, are you coming?

I don't know why, the blood-colored mandala, who obviously came to kill and take revenge, actually had an urge to make a hum.

Before she could make a move, Qin Lang asked curiously, why do you killers always go through the front gate if you killers don't go through the window?

The blood-colored mandala had a cold face, and the window was specially made of bulletproof glass, when she didn't know how to do it?

That thing, even if it is a submachine gun to strafe, it can support a short period of time, not to mention whether she can get a submachine gun, even if she has, it will be a fart?

At that time, people ran away early!

Besides, she's a killer, not a machine gunner!

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Hurry up and change your clothes. Qin Lang took out a set of investigator's uniform from the quilt and threw it on the body of the bloody mandala.

The blood-colored mandala gritted his teeth and his eyes were cracked, Qin Lang, you really deserve to die!

Qin Lang rolled his eyes, damn it or not, does it have anything to do with you? Can you beat me? I found out, what are you talking about here?

Give you a chance to change into this outfit and I'll give you a hand.

Are you serious? The Scarlet Mandala glanced down at the inquisitor's uniform on the ground, although the fabric was a little less, but if it could really reduce Qin Lang's combat effectiveness, there was nothing she couldn't wear.

Besides, in front of Qin Lang, do you still have any scruples?

What should be seen has been watched, and what should not have been seen has been watched!

Talking is counted, can you hurry up? Qin Lang urged.

The blood-colored mandala gritted his teeth, picked up the inspector's clothes and walked out, and when he came in again, he was dressed in a black leather coat, which perfectly set off his curvaceous figure.

Qin Lang walked over, swept over with a slap (yin) leg, and directly flipped the blood-colored mandala to the ground, pressing her arm behind her back with his knees, threatening, convincing or not?

The blood-colored mandala is trembling all over, and if you don't accept it, you sneak attack!

Sneak attack??

it!

Rao is Qin Lang, and he was also laughed at by the blood-colored mandala, you are a killer, what you do is secretly killing people, and you still accuse me of sneak attack? Did I tell you, don't you take the initiative to attack you?

Besides, I still have an arm that I haven't used, and I haven't violated what I've said.

If you have the ability, you let me go, and we will fight face to face! The blood-colored mandala felt the familiar and cold ground, and his voice was full of anger!

Qin Lang rolled his eyes, I only have another fight with you when I am sick, isn't it just one hand? I can still finish it with one hand!

He took out the red rope from the system backpack and skillfully operated it with one hand, as if he was putting the hands of the blood-colored mandala behind his back, wrapping a dead knot, and then passing through the front, and then tying the two legs backwards and wrapping them with his arms.

In a few moments, the wonderful knot is complete.

Qin Lang glanced at his watch, three minutes and seven seconds, a full minute and a half slower than last time, the technique is still a little rusty, and it needs to be strengthened.

Obey, I obey, let me go, I won't come tomorrow night! The blood-colored mandala remembered the nightmare of last night, and the whole person was in a trance, and for the first time in front of Qin Lang, he was stunned!

Now that you know you're scared, Qin Lang patted his hand on the scarlet mandala's beautiful cheek.

The Scarlet Mandala had to suppress the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and snorted.

Know you're out of your pocket?

I got it

Call the master!

Don't think about it! Qin Lang, don't deceive people too much!

Qin Lang silently took out another red rope and tied it to a hook on the roof, and after tying it firmly, he passed the tail through the lower end of the rope connected by the hands and feet of the blood-colored mandala.

Wrong, I know wrong, let me go, let me go!" the Scarlet Mandala begged for mercy in fear.

When she saw the iron hook on the roof, she realized that something was wrong, and she was even more frightened at the moment.

Even if it was death, she didn't want to experience such humiliation!

Now I know it's too late!

Qin Lang rolled his eyes, pulled it with his hand, and the whole person of the prostrate blood-colored mandala was suspended in mid-air.

The blood-colored mandala wanted to struggle in fear, but Qin Lang placed the medical equipment and placed it behind.

At the touch, the blood-colored mandala screamed in horror, and its whole body floated forward, but then with inertia, it began to fall backwards again.

As a result, the blood-colored mandala would roll its eyes from time to time.

That is, the sound insulation of the whole bedroom is good, otherwise you don't know and think that something is going on.

Qin Lang turned off the lights, took out the earbuds from the system backpack, and fell asleep listening to music.

It's not that he doesn't attack the blood-colored mandala, but this girl has something to say, her strength is strong, and she is still an object that can be cultivated.

As a miracle doctor, Qin Lang has the obligation to help him overcome his misogyny!

After defeating the pride in his heart, he has a chance to subdue him, and the female killer who ranks third on the killer list is still very useful to do some hidden things!

In the early morning of the next day, after the blood-colored mandala was put down, she staggered to her feet, almost walking out along the wall, and the moment before leaving, she looked back at Qin Lang in her gaze, and the murderous aura was almost intense to the extreme.

In the next few days, Qin Lang didn't have much to do, thinking about how to go to the son of Yin Qi Luck from time to time, and sometimes he would turn around and teach Bai Xiaoyun to do homework, and by the way, he had a big deal with Bai Ruyu.

Moreover, the evening activities are still so boring.

It is still to help the seriously ill, and still work tirelessly to come to the bloody mandala at night to seek medical treatment.

On Friday, the weather was fine, and the patient's blood-colored mandala came to the door at night to help expel moisture from the body.

On Saturday, the weather was cloudy, it rained lightly at night, when the patient's bloody mandala came to seek medical treatment, the clothes were (wet), Lang cared, helped prepare a change of clothes, the patient became ill, a little crazy, Lang increased the frequency of treatment, and consumed eight Nanfu batteries (four at a time) overnight.

On Sunday, the weather was fine, the patient's fruit knife fell on Lang's house last night, the patient came at night, did not bring the knife, Lang handed it over, the patient threw the fruit knife on the ground, Lang angry, pumped his strands, in order to vent his anger, overnight treatment, medical equipment was damaged