Hearing the man's answer, to be honest, I kind of want to get angry. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ.

What kind of 'chicken' and 'hairy' dog temper is this? I asked him who he was and didn't scold him! As for swearing back to me!

"What a quality!" I cursed, and although I felt that the voice was familiar, it was not from someone I was familiar with.

I didn't even think about it, so I directly took down the pistol pinned to Chen Qiuyan's waist and held it tightly.

Counting on my fingers, the people I know well have fallen.

Qibao, Situ, Kong Baiyang, these goods that have dropped the chain are all lying on it, and Chang Longxiang and the old man are still in Sichuan.......

"Oops?"

The man was surprised and shouted, "How the do you dare to fight back?" ”

"Can you still use the gun if it's in the water?" I asked Chen Qiuyan.

"Yes, but there's a small chance of a blow-up, so you can try your luck." Chen Qiuyan said in a low voice, looking at the mouth of the 'cave' very vigilantly.

"You might as well not say it." I sighed.

As soon as the words fell, I gave the rat a look, meaning to let it pay attention, and the situation is wrong at any time.

Anyway, this place is not the outside world, and no one knows about the 'killing' of people, let alone the enemy.

As the saying goes, dogs love to use human power, and this mouse is the same.

With me and Chen Qiuyan supporting me here, the rat was not intimidated at all, and while digging the ground with his front paws, he was ready to pounce and bite at any time, and his expression was called arrogance.

The man who came from the 'hole' and 'hole' didn't seem to be afraid of us, and he came by scolding the street with a flashlight.

When this uninvited guest 'appeared' at the entrance of the 'hole', the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

The person I scolded before was about the same age as me, and his thick eyebrows and big eyes were quite 'spirited', but the gangsterism on his face was as heavy as it was.

In the northeast, it is estimated that they are all materials that can be born to be bandits.

He must have been seriously injured, his face was slightly pale, and the clothes on his abdomen were soaked with blood.

"Oops! It's a flood that washed the Dragon King Temple! A family doesn't know a family! He greeted me very embarrassedly, and his tone was very ashamed: "I knew it was you, brother!" What am I arguing with you about? ”

"Old Fang? How are you?? ”

This one is none other than Fang Shiliang, whom we met on the side of the highway not long ago.

When I saw him, I said that I was not surprised, it must be fake, I didn't calculate that it would be him.

"I wonder too, why are you guys?" Fang Shiliang clutched the wound on his stomach, limped over, sat down against the stone wall, and said with bared teeth: "I remember that the road we walked was forked, right?" ”

I nodded, and said yes.

"Where are you from?" Fang Shiliang asked me curiously.

"In a well." I said quietly, and asked him, "What about you?" ”

"The Big Waterhole." Fang Shiliang said, scolding with a sad face: "There is a whirlpool in that pool, Lao Tzu just fell into it, and he was directly 'pumped' down, like flushing the toilet, it's really unlucky!" ”

"What's inside?"

"Tunnel." Fang Shiliang said, turned around, and pointed to the place where he came: "A long tunnel, there is no water in it, and it looks 'quite' dry." ”

Hearing this answer, I nodded in disbelief and began to ponder in my heart.

If Fang Shiliang hadn't lied to me, then the waterhole he fell from must be connected to here.

Two places apart from each other...... The entrance is all about water...... And it is also connected by a tunnel......

"You're here to work, aren't you?" I asked tentatively.

Fang Shiliang didn't hide it from me, nodded, and 'touched' a small leather bag from his pocket, like a wallet, with a zipper on it.

When he opened the small leather bag, he saw two rows of cigarettes inside, and he smelled it...... It should be China, right?

"'Quite 'very' exquisite, and you still use a waterproof bag to hold cigarettes?" I couldn't help but sigh with emotion, looking at the little leather bag, I also muttered in my heart, this is a good thing, and when I go back, I will also ask Qibao to 'get' one for me.

Fang Shiliang smiled, didn't speak, handed me a cigarette, and looked at Chen Qiuyan hiding behind me.

"This is my sister-in-law, right?" Fang Shiliang asked, took out another cigarette very friendly, and wanted to hand it to her, but finally took his hand back: "Look at my sister-in-law, she should be a cultural person, don't 'smoke' cigarettes, right?" ”

"I won't, you 'smoke'." Chen Qiuyan said with a red face and defended: "I'm not your sister-in-law either, don't shout wrong." ”

"Ouch! That's really clumsy! How can such a young girl be my sister-in-law! Fang Shiliang said with a smile, lit a cigarette and took two puffs, and said, "I have to call your brother and sister, right?" ”

After he said this, before Chen Qiuyan could defend himself, he asked me again: "Dude, how old are you?" I'll call you brother, you won't suffer, will you? ”

"We're both about the same age, whatever you call it." I sighed.

Hearing me say this, Fang Shiliang smiled, nodded, and looked at the rat squatting next to him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is your stockpile, isn't it?" Fang Shiliang asked me with bright eyes, raised his hand and wiped his mouth, as if he was wiping his saliva: "Can you eat it?" It's scary to look at! ”

The rat has a good temper with us, but not so well with outsiders.

As soon as he heard Fang Shiliang's words, and when he saw that he had begun to wipe his saliva, the rat suddenly became anxious, squeaked, and black smoke also came out from under the four little paws, and his face was full of hostility.

"Awesome, this little beast will still emit evil spirits?" Fang Shiliang was surprised, looked at me with admiration, and asked me, "Your Shen family has started to use the 'essence' monster as a reserve grain?" ”

I didn't squeak, really, I didn't know what to say to him.

Not only did this animal hurt his stomach, I suspect he also hurt his brain, or else he would be hungry and stupid.

"No wonder your Shen family can call for wind and rain in Sichuan...... This is really capable....... Ordinary people can't do it...... Sir can't ....... either."

Fang Shiliang was holding a cigarette, talking to us with a smile, while closing his eyes, the muscles and flesh on both sides of his cheeks were twitching, and the hand holding the cigarette began to tremble gradually.

"Old Fang?"

Seeing that he was not in the right situation, I hurriedly walked over and 'touched' his pulse 'door' with my hand, probably taking the pulse, and then opened his eyelids and looked at it.

"What are you doing with 'Mao'?" Fang Shiliang asked me with a smile, his tone had become a little weak: "Lao Tzu is not dead, what are you doing with my eyelids?" ”

I didn't play any more tricks with him, frowned and said, "I'm a doctor." ”

Hearing this, Fang Shiliang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't stop nodding: "Yes, yes!" I've heard them say it! Your grandfather is an old Chinese medicine doctor! Specializing in 'door' governance and bragging...... Hey, it's not this...... I'm a bit of a mess in my head....... Anyway, you can help me heal......"

I hummed and said, do your best.

Then I took his arm away, lifted his shirt, and looked at the wound in his abdomen.

"You're a new injury?" I asked Fang Shiliang in disbelief, holding my breath, and didn't dare to take a big breath here: "How does this look like an old injury?" ”

"It's a new injury, it's a ....... that has been scratched out by injustice," Fang Shiliang said, his voice slowly became lower, as if he was sleepy, his eyelids couldn't be opened, and he couldn't stop yawning.

When I got this answer, I immediately wondered in my heart, what kind of injustice could make him like this?

The wound on Fang Shiliang's abdomen was the size of a sea bowl, and the piece of 'meat' was basically rotten, not only blistering and pus, but also exuding a rancid smell that only dead people have.

With a slight press of the lighter, the 'meat' instantly deflated, and the inside seemed to be empty.

"Can it be cured?" Fang Shiliang asked me.

I thought about it and shook my head.

"It's hard to say."

"Is there anything you can't say?" Fang Shiliang said with a smile: "If it can't be cured, it can't be cured, let's not play those virtual things, you just tell the truth." ”

"Outside, I can find a way to cure you, but we are underwater, we need equipment or not, we need magic weapons without magic weapons, and we don't have 'medicine' materials if we want them.......

I said, smiling wryly twice and shaking my head.

"At present, there are only two ways to go, one is to fight, let's go back to the shore first, what about these two......."

"I'll pick two."

Fang Shiliang said without hesitation, looked at me with half-open eyes, and said, "If I can go back so easily, I don't need to come here." ”