Le Wuwu looked at this scene, he didn't say anything, isn't this situation very common? With so many "ownerless things" in their face paint, who can resist this temptation. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Le Wuwu shook his head, he knew he had to leave. The villagers who received so many supplies were regarded as free ATMs by the higher races. They can get the ownerless things, and the other races can also use them to say that these things are theirs, for the simple reason that you are so weak, how can you have so many good things, not to steal anything.

Le Wuwu could even think that this village was going to become a never-ending battlefield of killing, and if the Brotherhood didn't interfere, it might be fought from now to the end.

Le Wuwu walked into the door, he put down a cloud of green toxins in front of his door, and the fishy smell permeated the sky above the threshold, and it lingered for a long time.

He took a knife from the kitchen, burned it red, and removed the filth from it.

Walking up to his four teammates, looking at the knife in his hand, looking at their expressions, he hesitated whether to take the arrow out of their bodies in this way. Use a red-hot knife to separate the skin and remove the arrow. He didn't know if his four teammates would be able to handle the pain.

He prepared the sterilized cloth and fed them a few numbing pills.

The first choice he made was Mu Meng, because Mu Meng's injuries looked the lightest.

Mu Meng coiled in a circle, stared at Le Wuwu with his big eyes in horror, and cried in his mouth: "Le Wuwu, don't, don't!" I want a beautiful tail, you can't cut it off!" Please. ”

Le Wuwu nodded, and said with confidence: "Don't worry, your tail will become more beautiful after a while." “

Le Wuwu raised the red-hot knife and was about to fall. He looked at Mu Meng's injuries carefully, and suddenly felt that he was so stupid, Mu Meng was pierced, and he only needed to cut off the arrow and arrow tail, and pull out the wooden stick in the middle.

When he thought of it, he did it, and there was a problem in front of him. As soon as he pulled out the stick, Mu Meng cried out in pain, and her whole body moved, and the more she moved, the more pain she felt.

"Bear with me! Mu Meng, just bear with it a little. Le Wuwu comforted her softly.

"But it hurts! Ahhh It hurts! Le Wuwu pulled out a little bit, and Mu Meng scurried all over, and Le Wuwu felt a thick rope beating his muscles. It hurt, and he felt it too, so much so that he bared his teeth and grinned in pain, and his arms trembled violently.

Pulling out a little more, Mu Meng screamed, and she shook her head vigorously and hit Le Wuwu's chest.

There was a double click, and two of his ribs were broken.

The second impact, Le Wuwu was even knocked out. He pulled Mu Meng's body and slammed his back against the wall. Tragically, at this time, the wooden stick left a thicker wound in Mu Meng's body.

Mu Meng became more and more painful, shaking his body and beating everything around him. She made a hole in the wall, and the table shattered to pieces with a single blow, and everything else was reduced to pieces in an instant.

Le Wuwu was ruthless, he simply used his body to suppress Mu Meng's moving body. Their sizes differed greatly, but Ki Meng was able to push him to the ceiling. Le Wuwu hit the ceiling and fell back to the ground. Mu Meng also did the same jumping.

When Le Wuwu was about to continue to pull out the stick, he found that the stick was locked by Mu Meng's muscles. Mu Meng was quiet for a moment, and when he pulled it out again, she screamed at the slightest pain.

Le Wuwu pressed the strength of her whole person on her body, carefully holding the end of the wooden stick. Mu Meng opened his eyes, looked at Le Wuwu's actions, and shouted loudly: "Le Wuwu, don't, don't be like this." “

Le Wuwu didn't speak, and with a hard pull, the stick was quickly pulled out, mixed with blood and minced meat. Mu Meng shouted loudly, she wanted to use all her strength to shout.

At that moment, Le Wuwu felt that his eardrums were about to burst. Mu Meng directly turned his head and threw Le Wuwu off, like a crazy snake, slamming around. She was in real pain and it hurt so much that she ended up crashing into the ground.

She had covered herself with scars and exhausted herself, but she still felt pain. There was an extra hole in her tail, and there was no blood coming out of the hole, but an unknown force burrowed into it in the haze, repairing her injuries and exacerbating her pain.

Le Wuwu got up and grabbed her head to prevent her from torturing herself.

Feeling that there was a person next to his mouth, Mu Meng quickly opened his mouth and bit down. Her teeth bit through the skin, bit through the muscles, and even left two holes in the bones.

Moreover, the teeth were getting deeper and deeper into the bones, and if possible, Le Wuwu's hands could be bitten off by her.

Le Wuwu clenched his teeth, he could feel that his bones were drilled into, so what else could stop Mu Meng's attack? And what about the other three? He also wanted to bite people, and he also wanted to hold his head and slam himself on the ground to soothe the pain in his body.

He was almost unconscious, his bones were about to break, and his bone marrow was about to leak out. He wanted to get some sleep, a hundred sleeps. He could not fall asleep, and once he did, what would they do in this dangerous environment.

He clenched his teeth, cracked his gums, crushed his teeth, let Mu Meng bite his arm, and walked towards Xiang Yang, who was the second lightly injured teammate, with the knife that was still red.

He observed Xiang Yang's wounds, and it seemed that Xiang Yang had only injured three arms. Three arrows were fired at him, but they were all blocked by his arm.

In this case, Le Wuwu didn't have a choice for him, he injured his arm, he could directly cut off his arm, or cut off the tail of the arrow like Mu Meng and pull out the wooden stick in the middle.

Le Wuwu still chose the second option, because Xiang Yang is sleeping now, it's such a time, and he doesn't forget to make up for sleep and replenish his energy when he is sleepy.

Cutting off the tail of the arrow, and holding back the pain in his arm, he pulled out a wooden arrow with all his might. At that moment, Xiang Yang in a daze twitched Le Wuwu, and this time, Le Wuwu flew up like a trapeze.

Dancing his teeth and claws, he shouted loudly and excitedly, and he crashed into the wall behind him, and his momentum shattered the first wall, and continued to fly to the second wall, which was the door of the wall.

This time, his kinetic energy was insufficient, and the wall was knocked out of a human depression, face to face, and his limbs were spread out and imprinted on the wall.

When he slipped off the wall, he didn't know how many bones had broken all over his body. His teeth were sparsely arranged like abandoned bird's nests. Le Wuwu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and the dust on his face, and limped into the house.

"I don't believe it, I don't fucking believe it, why can you knock me so far with a single blow." He said to himself, "I don't believe you're going to be able to impress me this time." ”

Le Wuwu tied Xiang Yang to the chair, and each of his arms and feet was helped with a hemp rope, tightly binding him and preventing him from moving. Holding the wooden stick, in his shock, Xiang Yang's whole body trembled, ripped all the ropes, and kicked Le Wuwu in the chest.

He flew out, he smashed the wall and flew out into the street. Seeing Le Wuwu fly out, the villagers who were scrambling for the remaining loot stopped to watch, and then dodged.

Le Wuwu landed on his face, and his few remaining teeth were also lost in the impact. He had no teeth, and struggled to get up, whining and speaking words that no one else understood. Le Wuwu looked at the creatures around him with a surprised expression, he didn't care about their whispers, and shook his shoulders, loosening his bones.

"Look, isn't this the doctor who looks amazing? Look at him now, if he is like a lost dog, he can't even speak. Gee! ”

"Prosperity will be reversed! Look at him like this. ”

Seeing the current situation of Le Wuwu, all kinds of sarcastic and envious voices come and go, as for the reason, what does it matter to them, anyway, it's cool now, does the reason matter?

Le Wuwu walked back, opened the door, and went back tremblingly. As for the taunts of the jumping clown in the back, it's good to ignore it. He wouldn't go on a killing spree with a few taunts. Le Wuwu thought to himself.

Every time you pull out a wooden stick, you will inevitably suffer from a period of flesh and skin. The last time, he fell on his back on the street, laughing like a fool. The clothes on his body could no longer be called clothes, only a few strips of rags, and his unmuscular body was covered in scars and bruises.

Laughing and laughing, he propped himself up with one hand and struggled to get up. He stopped smiling, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he shuddered into the door.

The villagers outside laughed even more vigorously, looking at a creature who was usually high up and down now, and they fantasized about the reasons that fit the actual situation, and talked about it eloquently.

Le Wuwu didn't say anything, which intensified their taunts, and their voices were soft, but now, even when they reached out of the room, they could hear their bird song.

Le Wuwu's heart felt inexplicably annoyed, and he pressed it down.

Putting the knife on the fire again, he slowly walked over to the unconscious Ba Xuan. Looking at the arrows that only had the tail of the arrow left, Le Wuwu was silent for a moment. He made up his mind and began his own surgery.

First, he was held in place with a rope, and then he took out his knife and cut off the outer part of the arrow, leaving only the part that sank into his body.

He compared the injuries of Ba Xuan and Zhang Luolin, and found that their injuries were similar, and the powerful bows and arrows were all submerged into their bodies.

He took the knife and began his surgical process. The knife was sharp, cutting through the skin, cutting through the muscles, and gradually penetrating along the trail of the arrow. He also considered the issue of disinfection, but these can only be left to fate, and he bets that there is no virus in the struggle.

Holding Ba Xuan's internal organs, he felt a wave of nausea at first, and the next second, his nausea immediately disappeared. Calm to the point of insensitivity, so calm that nothing can disturb his heart.

Near his back, he found the arrowhead, carefully removed it, and put Ba Xuan's internal organs back in. He recalled what was going on in his mind, and didn't let himself make the slightest mistake.

Looking at the internal organs that had been well placed, looking at Ba Xuan's split stomach, Le Wuwu fell into deep self-blame, he didn't think of preparing the rope at the beginning, but it was really too late to prepare the rope now.

"What to do? What to do? Le Wuwu covered Baxuan's stomach and thought anxiously, "I can't panic, I can't panic under any circumstances, once I panic, everything will be over." “

"Healing herbs?" Le Wuwu took out the healing herbs one by one and fed them to Ba Xuan. It didn't work, the wound on the stomach didn't show the slightest sign of healing, and that was certainly not the solution.

In other words, what else can be done? You need rope to sew your belly, but you don't have any rope now!

He lowered his head and looked at the healing herbs in the palm of his hand. He thought about it, and he could try this.

He tore the healing herbs in his hand into thin strips, and looked at the grass stalks that seemed to break when they were pulled off, and fell into silence. He decided to use these things anyway.

He took out the bronze sword, put it on the fire and grilled it until it was red, and gently lit a hole in his skin, and then he stuffed the grass stalk in his hand into the power and sewed it up as a rope. He sewed it very delicately and carefully, and his bruised hands did not tremble in the slightest. He believes that he will succeed, and he will succeed.

But the world is unpredictable, and there are always some creatures who choose to provoke others. Seeing Le Wuwu's cowardice, the creatures emboldened, and then, instigated by the other villagers who had not done enough first, they kicked open the door of the house, and then quickly ran into the crowd and hid. They are also afraid to settle accounts with them.

At this time, Le Wuwu was stitching up the wound, he felt it, but he couldn't do anything, and he didn't want to do anything else. He can't afford to be distracted.

Why do they have to have fun? Because he is like a white stone in the sludge, out of step with his surroundings, and one more thing, Le Wuwu has a lot of gold coins, of course, relative to the vast majority of the villagers here, he is also a cornucopia himself. Money, it's not surprising that anything is done for it.

Now that Le Wuwu is weak, he will take advantage of your illness and kill you. As long as the first one tests the strength of Le Wuwu, I believe that the rest of the villagers who are watching will move forward enthusiastically.

Le Wuwu turned his back to them, as if he didn't notice their appearance.

The bold, ill-intentioned, fat-hearted creatures slowly approached Le Wuwu, walking steadily, slowly, more cautiously than thieves, but the other villagers all held their breath and watched their actions expectantly.