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As Murong Chuchu killed the python, the blacks cheered. Murong Chuchu came to the black man who was caught by the python.

He wasn't dead yet, blood dripping from his mouth and nose, and two slight coughing sounds from time to time.

Murong Chuchu came to him. In her eyes, the black people here are ugly enough. Their mouths are quite large, and they have a flat, large, flattened nose. And the patterns drawn by the white mud smeared on the face, as for the empty bone needles everywhere, and some ornaments hanging from the neck, I believe you can guess what it looks like.

Of course, Murong Chuchu only looked at such people with the aesthetics of Chinese, and did not discriminate against them. All she has to do now is to save people, and saving people is not her forte.

After roughly checking his pulses, he noticed that several of his meridians were seriously damaged, so he casually pointed at a few acupuncture points to stop his injuries from developing.

Turning his gaze, he saw clearly that the things in the hands of those black people that he originally thought were dart guns now looked like just some long wooden sticks, and in the blink of an eye, Murong Chuchu already had a way.

It's just that at this glance, it's a little embarrassing, because these black servants basically don't wear anything on their bodies except for the lower body covered by something that seems to be animal skin.

It's just that I'm in a hurry to save people at the moment, so I'm embarrassed to put it aside first.

"Give me your sticks," Murong Chuchu said to the natives who were surrounding her and looking at her curiously. But her nice Jiangnan soft language was something they couldn't understand, and this finally made Murong Chuchu understand that she had to explain it with actions.

Obviously, these natives were not stupid, they quickly understood what Murong Chuchu meant, and they were very cooperative and handed over the wooden stick in their hands as a weapon.

In the days that followed, Murong Chuchu gradually understood his words and realized that when she was busy saving the leader, they thought that she was a god sent by heaven and came to rescue them.

Soon, the two sticks, plus the rope brought by Murong Chuchu, quite smoothly formed a stretcher that Murong Chuchu had ever seen, and under Murong Chuchu's gesture, the black people hurriedly put their patriarch on the stretcher.

They didn't know what this powerful woman was going to do, and according to the patriarch's situation, even if she was rescued, it would be a dead end. But this amazing woman has done such amazing things, so maybe she could have done more amazing things.

Soon, surrounded by a group of natives, Murong Chuchu returned to the beach.

However, as soon as she came out of the woods, what appeared in her eyes was a scene that surprised her, a group of black people surrounded the small camp guarded by the Luan family father and son and Huang Bo, they raised the sharp sticks in their hands, and shouted angrily that they were about to attack.

"What for!" Murong Chuchu saw that the situation in front of him was critical, and with a pause, the people had already rushed out of the forest. Just now, I looked at the actions of this group of black people when they rounded up the beasts, and I had long concluded that all of them were just "Liba".

At this moment, even if there were almost a hundred people on the beach, Murong Chuchu didn't pay any attention to it.

On the long beach, as Murong Chuchu swept by, only a few footprints were left, which shows that the light skills of the Murong family in Jiangnan are indeed unique in martial arts.

The brilliance of the sword in his hand flashed, and the first few black men were kicked into the air, and the wooden sticks in their hands were all cut into two pieces in an instant.

It's just that seeing that the half-fight hasn't happened yet, and no one seems to be injured, so Chu Chu didn't hurt the killer, but just restrained the acupoints of the guys who shouted the most fiercely and stared at the biggest eyes, and kicked them aside by the way.

The sword in his hand was horizontal in front of him to protect the three people behind him, and he said in his mouth: "If there is anyone who is not convinced, even if you come up, I will follow the girl!" Before the words fell, I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, just now I already knew that they couldn't understand Chinese, and I couldn't ask for a few of my own explanations.

Several of the black men who had been kicked rolled to the ground, screaming and screaming that they couldn't get up.

At this time, the black people who came back behind Murong Chuchu had already rushed out, blocked in front of Murong Chuchu, and negotiated with those black people, it seemed that they were in a group, and soon those black people put away their fierce expressions and became kind one by one.

At this time, Murong Chuchu could take care of Luan Yizhi and the other three, and asked anxiously, "How is it, are you all right?" ”

Luan Ping hurriedly threw away the weapon in his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay!" It's just that these people are extremely vicious, and they are shocked to sweat. ”

Seeing that Luan Ping was scared and sweaty, Murong Chuchu smiled and said, "Go back and practice kung fu with me, and it's no problem for you to beat ten of them one by one." ”

Luan Yizhi and Huang Bo saw Chu Chu coming back, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out their sleeves and wiped a handful of sweat on their foreheads and said, "Miss Chu Chu, didn't you say that it would take a long time to come back, why did you come back so quickly?" ”

Chu Chu put the knife in his hand back into the sheath and said: "I forgot about this, I can bring back an injured person, he was entangled by a python and was seriously injured, and I hope that Uncle Luan will treat him as an alien and not save him." ”

"Oh, I see!" Luan Yizhi immediately bowed his head and said: "It is the duty of a doctor to cure the disease and save people, as the so-called doctor's parents' heart, there is no need to say more, although quickly bring it up to me to see!"

Soon, under the command of Murong Chuchu's gestures, several black people carried their patriarch to Luan Yizhi and put him down. And among the group of black people who came to make trouble, a black boy about thirteen or fourteen years old rushed out and shouted at the black man, but was stopped by the black man who came with Murong Chuchu.

It's just that now, Murong Chuchu and the other four people can't take care of much, they just watch Luan Yizhi come to the black man's side, intending to treat him.

"Huh! This method is good" Seeing the stretcher made by Murong Chuchu temporarily, Luan Yizhi glanced at her with some surprise, and sighed in his heart: "Miss Murong is so ingenious!" ”

In the past, when I was practicing medicine on Kotoshima, there were many people who came to seek medical treatment with a door panel, but I had never seen such a stretcher.

Stretching out three fingers and putting it under the black connection, Luan Yizhi put his heart at ease! Then I touched the black man's body, and I already had a good understanding of the black man's injury, so I was relieved.

It's not that I'm relieved of this black man's injury, but that the black man's body is exactly the same as that of the Han people, otherwise it's a trivial matter to lose his ugliness and show his belief, but it's a big thing to delay someone's life.

The black man's injuries were obviously broken ribs and stabbed to the internal organs, and the injuries were not insignificant. It's just not life-threatening. Now all you need to do is correct the bones, and stopping the bleeding is about all that can be done.

At that moment, Luan Yizhi twisted the beard under his chin, and said to Luan Ping, who was standing on the side, after a moment of silence: "Take out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to ......!" ”