The bald head stared fiercely at the eyes of the little bald head, and in the black and white eyes, there was no emotional fluctuation in sight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The bald head glanced at the hands of the little bald head on the animal skin, white as jade, slender and delicate, not at all like the hands of these wilderness people.

The little bald head hung his head down, without any fluctuations of the Force, and just stood there quietly, without any weapons around him.

The bald head squinted slightly, his eyes kept flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Boss Wang looked at this scene and was very happy in his heart. It's been a long time since I've seen anyone dare to find someone who is Pusheng, and there is a good show to watch today.

Suddenly, the bald and rough right hand quickly picked up the first-level combat knife on the stone table.

When the bald head just wanted to continue wielding this war knife, he felt that his head seemed to be held by a steel hoop, and then his whole body flew up involuntarily. The door of the room opened silently, and the bald head flew directly out of the house, falling heavily on the solid stone wall opposite, and falling to the ground in despair.

This time, Pusheng's movements were a little faster. ”

"Yes, with the strength of this bald head level 2, he dares to be rough in front of Pu Sheng, he is really impatient. ”

"This is Pusheng, if you change to a vampire, you have to shed your skin if you don't die. ”

The people in the hospital were talking a lot, and they didn't take what had just happened to heart. They are used to this kind of petty fighting.

Pu Sheng withdrew his hands and continued to put them on the stone table, his delicate face was not shocked, and he said calmly: "Next." ”

It seems that everything that happened just now has nothing to do with him.

The medical hall regained calm again, and looked for Pusheng for treatment in turn, Boss Wang looked at the patient in front of him, anxious, but he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Those who dare to make trouble in this medical hall are slightly injured, and there are no longer a few people who die. Those bloody precedents told them that no matter how good they were, they had to follow the rules of the clinic when they were in the clinic.

Time passed slowly in waiting, and there was only one patient left in front of Boss Wang.

The patient stood up and walked straight to Pusheng.

The patient was a woman, wearing a tight-fitting leather jacket with a purple lace corset that bound the slim twin peaks and set off the small waist that was juggling the slenderness. She wore a pair of tight black leather pants that wrapped her long slender and elastic legs.

Women are not very old, only about twenty years old, not much. It is full of youth and passion that belongs only to young people. Give this medical hall full of grief, a touch of beautiful scenery.

The woman's slender right leg was forced, and the whole person sat on the stone table covered with soft animal skins, staring at Pusheng with peach blossom-like eyes, and said, "Hurry up and heal, the old lady is dying of pain." ”

For the first time, there was a trace of waves in Pusheng's calm eyes, looking at the blood-soaked bandage on the woman's left leg and thigh, and said helplessly: "Ling'er, since you are injured, you shouldn't make such a big move." ”

Ling'er glanced at Pu Sheng whitely, and her bright red lips spit lightly: "The old lady is willing, you should hurry up, no matter how mother-in-law and mother-in-law are, the old lady will bleed too much and die." ”

Pu Sheng looked at Ling'er helplessly, and his slender hands pointed at various acupuncture points on Ling'er's thighs, squeezing, soothing Ling'er's pain.

Ling'er felt Pusheng's gentle and delicate movements, and couldn't help but let out a low moan: "Ah, ah, oh, yes, comfortable." ”

"If you do this again, I won't heal. "Pusheng is unwilling, are you coming to see a doctor, or are you here to see the excitement.

"Why is the old lady calling you, go on, ah, don't stop, oh, that's it. Ling'er was intoxicated by Pusheng's methods.

Boss Wang turned his head, not daring to look at Ling'er's posture anymore, and tried to calm down the embarrassing tent on his body, for fear of being seen by Ling'er.

He is the old man of this dungeon, and he is like thunder for the famous Ling'er. For this woman who can't be provoked, it's still wonderful that there is no intersection.

"Alright. After Pu Sheng finished speaking, he immediately withdrew his hands and wiped the fine sweat from the corners of his forehead. Every time I see Ling'er, it is a kind of torment.

Ling'er curled her lips, seemingly dissatisfied, "That's it?"

Pusheng nodded and said, "It's over." ”

Ling'er's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said dissatisfiedly: "This time it seems to be a few seconds faster than last time, can you do it?"

Pu Sheng swallowed in embarrassment, "Eldest sister, this time you were injured less than last time, so it's faster." Also, can you pay attention to your wording, it is easy for you to misunderstand when you speak like that? ”

"The old lady can talk as much as she wants, and you don't need to teach her. Ling'er glanced at Pu Sheng, "Here's a dog skin plaster, and a pack of the powder that doesn't leave a scar." ”

Pu Sheng silently took out a dog skin plaster, then took out a small bottle from his arms, took a piece of white paper, and gently shook off some white powder on it, and then carefully plugged the bottle cap and put it into his arms.

"Can you be careful, it gets hurt every time. It's not like you don't know that this kind of powder is very expensive. Pusheng said.

"Got it, got it. I still wondered, how old are you, can you not be so nagging, annoyed to death. Ling'er said impatiently.

"Good, good, thank you for your patronage, twenty silver coins. Pu Sheng lowered his head, good men don't fight with women.

After Ling'er heard about this price, although she already knew it, she couldn't help but bite her jade teeth, which was too expensive.

Glancing at Pu Sheng, who bowed his head and was silent, Ling'er chuckled, her voice was like a hundred spirits, and said, "That, Brother Pusheng, I don't have so much money on me." ”

When Pu Sheng heard this, he directly held up a sign made of wood with his right hand, which read: "Small business, no credit." ”

Ling'er didn't look at this sign at all, stared at Pusheng with expectant eyes, licked her red cherry lips and said, "That's it, Brother Pusheng, as long as you don't charge these fees, tonight, you can do whatever you want me to do." ”

Looking at Ling'er's appearance, you know, weak as a sheep to be slaughtered, a surprise flashed in Pusheng's eyes, and he said excitedly: "Really?"

Ling'er looked at Pusheng's sudden change, and said with a shy look: "Of course it's true." ”

Pu Sheng happily pointed to the animal skin on the stone table and said, "Then you wash this animal skin tonight, and there will be no dirt." ”

After listening to Pu Sheng's words, Ling'er's charming face was stunned. You little bald head, the old lady said it so clearly, you are still like this, what are you doing?

Looking at the serious expression on Pusheng's delicate face, Ling'er raised her hands in frustration and said speechlessly: "Okay, you won, you are really a wood." ”

Pusheng shook his head and didn't say anything more.

At this time, a chuckle came from the door: "Sister Ling'er, don't be like this, Pusheng's little bald head is incomprehensible, but Brother Wu Dezi can soothe your wounded heart." ”