Anti-inflammatory drugs and medical gauze, etc., can be explained by the injury of the bellflower's hand, but what about morphine-phine-psychedelic-drugs?

In fact, it is very easy to explain, in this kind of slum, there are not too many girls who are addicted to drugs and are engaged in special services.

To be able to use these things in exchange for the wonderful body of the bellflower, the fat man thinks it is worth it.

He likes young and beautiful girls, but he doesn't dare to set foot in those ********, because he has a wife who is the sister of a local gangster.

So for the arrival of the bellflower, he was both happy and afraid.

After Kikyo leaves, he lights a cigarette for himself and begins to carefully destroy the evidence.

Then he found a note, which was left by Kikyo, which said that she had just turned on her mobile phone to record it, and if she dared to tell me about asking you to take medicine, I would give the video to your wife.

The fat man was stupid, and his wife would have killed him if she had known.

He quickly began to remedy, tampering with all the incoming and outgoing records that could make people find loopholes, and he had a talent for managing accounts for a certain bigwig before becoming a doctor.

In fact, two hours after Kikyo left, someone from the Yamaguchi-gumi came to check on him, but fortunately, he was prepared and did not show his feet.

Even so, the anti-inflammatory drugs he had in stock here would be taken away.

He vaguely guessed what Kikyo was doing, but he didn't dare to report her, and was forced to be her accomplice, and even secretly prescribed several remedies for sepsis to Kikyo later.

……

The operation was done by the bellflower for Lu Yu, she had not studied medicine, had not engaged in any work related to this aspect, and the only experience was that she had helped black charcoal bandage the claws on her hands.

The aunt who sells meat next door feeds a big yellow cat, much stronger than black charcoal, they are all male cats, before the estrus season, it is inevitable that there will be a kind of battle between male cats, black charcoal always suffers, often bitten bloody home, pitifully seeking the comfort of the hostess, it seems to be tired of it.

Lu Yu felt that he was not killed by bellflowers, nor did he die of pain, which was simply a miracle in the history of medicine.

After all, the analgesic effects of psychedelic drugs and morphine were not as good as real anesthetics, and he was on the verge of giving up on a few occasions, but in the end he persevered.

On the one hand, it is because he has a lot of willpower that exceeds the average person, and more because of the encouragement from the bellflower.

This girl has the kindest heart and the cleanest eyes in the world, and during the operation, she kept asking Lu Yu to look at her, believing that she could complete the operation because she was a smart bellflower.

……

Today, there is no sunshine on Mt. Fuji, only a heavy rain.

Wei Wenchang wore a Zhongshan suit and cloth shoes on his feet, strolling in the dripping rain and admiring the cherry blossoms on the mountain.

The strange thing is that it is raining heavily, but his body is dry and tidy, and he is not wet at all.

The rain fell from the sky, and when it was about to hit him, it fell on the side.

At the foot of the mountain, there have long been many martial law belts.

Today's Mt. Fuji, because of his arrival, will be completely closed.

"The cherry blossoms are so beautiful."

Wei Wenchang thought to himself, "Su Su, if you are still alive, you must like it very much." ”

In front of him was a crowd of shadows.

The crowd was divided into two groups.

The group on the left is basically in jet-black samurai uniforms, and they are all between twenty and thirty years old, with sharp eyes and vigorous energy.

The group on the right is probably in their forties and fifties. Compared with the group of young people on the left, the divine light is introverted, the bearing is outstanding, and the aura is much stronger.

"Natural Rational Flow, Shinto Thoughtless Flow, Beichen One Knife Flow, Yanagi New Yin Flow......"

Wei Wenchang said in a deep voice, "You really look down on Wei, I didn't expect that the masters of the Japanese martial arts world are almost all here today." ”

In front of him were twenty-eight middle-aged people with powerful breath and restrained divine light.

These twenty-eight people are all cultivators of the Martial Dao Yasheng level.

It can be said that almost two-thirds of the entire Japanese cultivation community is here.

These twenty-eight people, which one of them is taken out, are all giants, and they gather on Mount Fuji today, in order to see this Chinese man who stands up to the sky and the earth and is like a god in the world - Wei Wenchang, the Chinese martial saint.

"Mr. Wei, you are a martial saint, the pinnacle existence in this world, if there are fewer people here today, wouldn't it be a snub to you."

The first to speak was the sect leader of the New Yin Stream, Yagyu Sohan.

His cultivation is only the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm, not a martial arts saint, and he has no qualifications to participate in the war, but with his identity, there is no problem in being a talker.

"It's better to have more people coming, or it's not enough for Lao Tzu to kill."

Wei Wenchang smiled coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light throbbed inside.

He slowly adjusted his breathing, catering to the wind and snow of this world, and gradually, the entire Mount Fuji was already shrouded in his martial arts thoughts.

To be precise, the martial arts idea of the Martial Saint, which is different from the innate martial artist, is already another thing, and it should be called the realm.

Under the saints, they are all ants.

Under the realm of his saint realm, his cultivation was not at the level of a martial arts sub-saint, and he didn't even have the qualifications to do it.

The group of young warriors on the left were like this, their faces were ugly, their bodies were stiff, and it was difficult to even move a finger, let alone raise a knife.

"Formation."

A middle-aged man with gray hair embroidered with the word Beichen on his samurai uniform shouted, twenty-eight martial arts saints, seven in groups, formed four small formations, and the four small formations echoed each other and practiced into a large formation.

The twenty-eight sub-saints, each releasing their own martial arts ideas, and finally, under the contact of the big array, formed a group, and finally carried Wei Wenchang's martial saint realm.

At this time, the young warrior's face was more beautiful and he was able to move freely.

"Mr. Wei, why are you here alone? What about Lu Yu? ”

Yanagi asked.

"Where is Lu Yu, don't you know?"

Wei Wenchang smiled coldly.

"Mr. Wei, I don't know what you're talking about."

Yanagi Zonghan's face was pale, and he couldn't see the slightest emotional fluctuation, "The agreed matter will be fought to the death at the foot of Mount Fuji today, but this surnamed Lu has made an appointment, how can this be calculated?" ”

He smiled coldly, "Or is this kid not planted at all, and when the matter comes, he will be cowardly?" ”

"What, I don't think I'm Wei enough?"

Wei Wenchang Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, "Otherwise, you can go together." Although I, Wei, am only one person, why should I be afraid. I'm waiting, the first generation of the label selling, hum! ”

"Mr. Wei, don't get me wrong."

Liu Sheng Zonghan was not agitated, he said coldly: "It's just that Lu Yu didn't come, so it can be regarded as a loss." ”

"Yanagi Zonghan, who said that the young master lost?"

At this moment, I heard a voice, which sounded indistinctly.

As they walked to the crowd, they saw a young man in a dark samurai costume with four swords on his back, walking slowly with two tall women in close-fitting samurai uniforms amid the dripping rain and scattered cherry blossom petals.

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