Now the situation is a bit delicate, and the three of us are holding each other back and maintaining a balance together.

After a while, the thugs couldn't help it, and someone took the lead in breaking the silence and smashed a stick at the masked man. But the mask is still like no one, not dodging or dodging.

I can see that this stick is very ruthless, and if you want to hit it solidly, you can open the scoop. The masked man is still so deep, what does it mean?

I thought to myself, no, this guy is just going through the motions, right? The god mysteriously appeared, and was immediately slashed to the ground with a stick, so what did he do?

In fact, the masked man is a master of the arts, he makes the stick throw a trajectory in the air, to make the opponent proud, and when the time is almost up, he throws the stockings out violently.

The stockings are actually like chains, driving the stones at the ends. The stone spirals like a boxer's punch and hits his opponent in the chin.

From so far away, I could hear the click of the kid's jaw, and he staggered to the side with the force.

He was unconvinced, but his body was not angry, and then his legs weakened and he completely fainted on the ground.

The other five thugs around were all in a hurry, and they also understood that it was not possible to fight alone, so they simply went up together, screaming, and tried to knock the masked man down with a stick.

But like a fish in the waves, the masked man is left and right, and he escapes the beating of the stick from a seemingly impossible angle, and he also takes advantage of the time to fight back with a "chain hammer".

I felt like watching a movie, and I counted silently, falling down and falling down.

When there were only two people aiming at the masked man, Panzi and I couldn't help it, and I knew that the opportunity for us to counterattack had come.

Panzi and I didn't snort, but suddenly moved and pounced on the thugs who were watching us. We've been fighting for a while, and our physical exertion is very serious, and our bodies are all wounded, so we can't exert our original strength at all, so we simply tear and tear up with the enemy.

This time the fight was really hard, Pan Zi and the opponent crumpled together, and they all fell to the ground, and finally Pan Zi rode on the opponent, grabbed the opponent's head with both hands, and knocked him to the ground desperately, only to knock him out.

And I made a stupid move, pushed the opponent's crotch with my knee, and while he was in pain, I cut the opponent's neck three times in a row with my left hand, so that he slipped to the ground under the lack of oxygen and blood.

We both gasped and sat on the ground with our butts on our butts, turning our heads to look at the Masked Man's form.

There was only one person left in his opponent, and the others were all eliminated, but this opponent was very powerful, and he didn't use a stick anymore, so he changed to a dagger and stared at the masked man.

This man must have been the leader of this group of thugs, and he occasionally poked the dagger a few times, showing that he had indeed practiced.

The stockings in the masked man's hand had been torn and could not be used as a hammer, so he simply threw them away and punched them empty.

The thug launched a new attack, stabbing the masked man in the heart with a dagger, which was a quick blow and a dead hand. The masked man is definitely well hidden, and he still has a stunt that he hasn't performed.

Taking advantage of the other party's dagger, he swung his body and put it in front of the other party, and stretched out his right hand, especially the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger together, and poked at the opponent's mouth.

This stunned me, because he poked so fast, like a bolt of lightning, all three fingers were pressed into the other party's mouth, and he didn't give the other party a chance to bite, and he grabbed the other party's chin tightly, his arm exerted force, and the whole person shook wildly.

Driven by his shaking force, the thug suffered a crime, and he was driven to shake with him, especially the poor chin.

No one's jaw could help this toss, and after a few clicks, there was a rattling sound, and his jaw was dislocated, and he was stimulated by this pain, his eyes rolled up and he fainted.

The masked man looked indifferent, shook his arm, and wiped his three fingers again, removing the hara on it.

Just by poking people in the mouth just now, I think of the lone wolf, because the lone wolf likes to poke the throat and eye with a bayonet, I don't believe that there are so many freaks in this world, all interested in the human mouth.

Although I was weak, I couldn't help but ask, "Lone wolf, is that you?" ”

The masked man didn't answer at all, and he walked up to us again, crouched down, and lifted my right arm.

I really wanted to unmask him and take a look, but I also understood that if I was really so reckless, I wouldn't provoke him to anger, but would attack me and Panzi. I suppressed the urge in my heart.

He had been gently holding my right hand, and suddenly he squeezed it hard at the swollen area, which hurt me, and although I didn't scream, my head buzzed.

The masked man spoke, but his voice was strange and hoarse, and he said, "Don't worry, your right arm doesn't hurt your muscles and bones, just take care of it for a few more days, and you can go to the pharmacy to buy a bottle of safflower oil and wipe it." ”

I looked at his mask with mixed feelings, and nodded in a wooden voice.

He leaned over to Pan Zi again and asked Pan Zi to turn around. We both knew that he didn't mean to harm us, so Panzi was very relieved and turned around honestly.

The masked man touched his waist and pulled out a miniature flashlight. It's about the size of a pen holder, but it's well lit.

He used the light of a flashlight to check the wound on the back of Panzi's head, shook his head, and said, "Your injury is very serious, you need to sterilize the stitches." ”

When I heard this, I was anxious, we had to catch the train, and we had to go to the hospital halfway, and it was obviously too late.

I still have a total, or do I change it to tomorrow? But one more day in Wafangdian is dangerous.

While I was struggling, the masked man moved again, but he still reached for his waist and took out a long, thin box from his trouser belt, and when he opened it, there were needles and threads inside, and he also carried a small syringe full of potion.

He asked Pan Zi to endure it, and he had to get stitches on the spot.

I said in my heart, okay, in this way, we won't delay anything, and I can also see that the identity of the mask man is really special, otherwise how can ordinary people hide this kind of thing that is needlework and disinfectant on the trouser belt.

I know that the stitches are very painful, and Panzi didn't have anesthetics, so I only have a local way to make Panzi feel better.

I pulled out the belt of my trousers, folded a few layers, and brought it to his mouth. He understood what I meant, too, and bit down on the belt of his pants with one mouth.

I looked at my trouser belt, not that I was distressed and afraid of being bitten by Panzi, but that I felt that we were very hard, and we had to take any vacation when we were sick.

During this time, the masked man took out the syringe, but it was too small, and the masked man had to hold it firmly with both hands in order not to blush.

He used a syringe to spray potion into Panzi's wound. When the potion first touched Panzi, Panzi's mouth whined, and his eyes popped out.

I whispered to him to resist.

Panzi is good, he survived, including the follow-up mask man stitches, he held back a sweat, but he didn't move.

After the needle was sealed, I took off the trouser belt again, and Pan Zi was panting tiredly. The masked man silently put away all the needles and threads.

It can be seen that he doesn't want to pay attention to the two of us, and I said in my heart that we should not stay here either, and I will leave after greeting Panzi.

But as soon as we got up, the masked man fed him, and Panzi and I turned our heads to look at him with puzzled expressions.

He walked over to the thug, crouched down and rummaged over the thug's body, finding a small orange head.

Looking at the head, I knew that my guess was right, and that our calamity was due to the Milk Alliance.

The masked man peeled off the orange head, revealing the orange clump. He stared at the orange and said, "What are you leaving?" That's boring! ”

Before we could answer, he clasped his hands together again and crushed the orange pulp. Leng Buding looked at the juice overflowing from his hand, I was a little disgusted, but I also understood that he was telling the two of us not to leave the Wafang shop, but to work hard to completely eliminate the milk alliance.

Pan Zi couldn't hide his words, pointed to his head, and then pointed to my arm and said, "Big brother, look at what are the two of us, the injury is so serious, do you still have the capital to fight with the milk alliance?" ”

The masked man laughed, which was an answer to Panzi, and he waved his hand to me again, saying give me the phone.

I didn't know what he wanted his phone for, but I took it out and handed it to him.

I didn't have a password on my phone, so he swiped the screen and went in, and he found the notepad again, and wrote a paragraph on it.

I don't know what he wrote, but when he was done, he stood up and strode out of the alley, and the moment he passed me, he pushed his phone to my chest.

I hurried after that, and like Panzi, I watched him leave. After that, we flipped through our phones and looked.

There is an additional address and name on the notepad, the address is Qutun, Wawo Town, Wafangdian, and the person's name is Lin Siyi, which is estimated to be a woman.

Pan Ziquan and I wondered, the masked man wanted us to find this person named Lin Siyi, the question was why we were looking for her?

I discussed it with Panzi, and felt that since the masked man had spoken, and we had also received his favor, we had to do this thing.

The two of us are about to run to Qutun, but we are too smelly, and it seems impolite to go to someone so indecently. At this point in time, clothing stores and shopping malls are also closed, and we want to be convenient, so we will attack these thugs.

Anyway, there are a lot of them, enough for the two of us to choose, these eight people were chosen by the two of us, and it was not easy to get together the fitting coat and pants.

Dressed like this, we sneaked out of the alley, and after waiting on the side of the road for a while, a taxi came in the distance.

I still have a headache, I'm afraid that the taxi driver will still dislike the two of us, and refuse to take or something, but I didn't expect to catch up with luck, we know this taxi driver, both of whom were from the former Tiexi Street stronghold.

This time we're welcome, get in the car, let him drive quickly, I want to see this Lin Siyi, who is sacred.