Chapter Seventy-One: Scoundrel, Scoundrel

The conversation of several people gave way to the female jǐng on the side who was a little confused: "Why are you again?" Are you their bodyguard? Haven't you been captured by the bad guys? How's it going? What about the bad guys? ”

Wang Donglai scratched his head and said something that made Shen Jiaxue and the others unpredictable: "What bad guy?" What bodyguards? Don't listen to these 3 girls talking nonsense, I'm her cousin, as for those people, they came to me to collect debts, but now that the matter has been resolved, thank you for the beautiful jǐng cha sister cāo heart. ”

The female jǐng looked at Wang Donglai for a moment, and then said smartly: "Is it Jin Shaofeng's person?" You offended them last time, did they come to trouble you? ”

"No, no, no." Wang Donglai shook his head and said, "It's just a misunderstanding, then we'll go first." ”

"Be careful outside, and if you get into trouble, report it immediately." The female jǐng said angrily.

"Yes, yes." Wang Donglai hurriedly agreed.

On the way home.

"Scoundrel, is it really what you say?" Shen Jiaxue's face was obviously unconvinced.

"Of course not, those three people are actually killers." Facing the three daughters, Wang Donglai said truthfully.

"Then why are you lying in the jǐng bureau?" Shen Jiaxue's mouth opened slightly, revealing a surprised expression.

After that, Wang Dong said a word, which shocked Shen Jiaxue and the other two girls even more.

"Because I accidentally killed them, it will be troublesome to track them down after being found out by the jǐng party."

"What about you...... You okay? It was Wang Yiyi who spoke, since Wang Donglai played in the school sports meeting, this little girl seemed to have a little secret affection for him.

It's just that the little girl's mind, who knows, may just worship Wang Donglai.

"It's fine, it's just a little bit of a injury." Wang Donglai said with a smile, on the surface, it seems that there is no big problem, but the wound on the ribs is really not light.

It's just that in Wang Donglai's thoughts, even if he is seriously injured, saying it to these three girls will not help, it will only make them worry more.

And the wound in his ribs is still a trivial matter, what really tormented him was the powerful side effects on his body after using the Divine Speed Technique Electric Light Stone Fire, which made his whole body ache and weak, and he fainted a little.

"Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?" Wang Yiyi asked.

"No, no, no, it's just a little injury." Wang Donglai put on an indifferent attitude.

After returning to the villa, Wang Dong lay down on the sofa, and finally couldn't help it, took off his clothes, revealing a perfect snow-white body, as well as a stab wound on his ribs that had been briefly treated.

"Which of you will sew up wounds?" Wang Donglai gritted his teeth and said.

When the third girl saw the blood-red wound on Wang Donglai's ribs, the whole person was shocked and speechless, especially Chu Xiaoxiao, thinking: It turns out that he was so seriously injured just now, but he just endured it and pretended to be relaxed? What kind of person is he?

"Blood, blood......" Shen Jiaxue's tone trembled, her face was full of shock, obviously she was not lightly afraid.

"Jia Xue has fainting, I'll take her into the house to rest first." Chu Xiaoxiao said hurriedly, and then helped Shen Jiaxue to walk to the second floor.

Wang Dong glanced at Wang Yiyi, only to see that she was even worse than Shen Jiaxue, and was directly scared and cried.

Wang Donglai shook his head and sighed, wanting to let her help herself, but looking at her like that, she estimated that she couldn't stand anymore.

In desperation, Wang Donglai had to grit his teeth and endure the feeling of soreness and weakness in his limbs, and came to the door of Shen Jiaqi's room on the second floor.

knocked on the door, and soon the door was opened, Wang Donglai couldn't help but rush into Shen Jiaqi's boudoir and threw himself on her bed.

"You ......" Shen Jiaqi was about to get angry, but immediately saw the bloody wound on his rib and was speechless in surprise.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Jiaqi was surprised.

"Stabbed by the killer, do you have a needle and thread here? Please help me sew up the wound, for some reason, my whole body is sore, and I don't have much strength anymore. Wang Donglai said with difficulty.

"But I won't." Shen Jiaqi said embarrassedly.

"There's always a first time for everything, just help me sew up my wounds like sewing clothes."

"Why don't you go to the hospital?" Shen Jiaqi said helplessly.

"No, the hospital is bound to go through a series of tedious things such as registration, waiting, and treating wounds, and there is a sniper lurking in the dark, so you must not go to a public place like the hospital where there are many people, otherwise it will be difficult to ensure your sister's safety." Wang Donglai's tone was firm.

To be honest, when he heard these words, Shen Jiaqi was a little moved: this man has been so seriously injured, and he is still thinking about his sister's safety.

"Okay, I'll try."

Shen Jiaqi's body trembled, and his small and delicate hands held a hot towel to wash Wang Donglai's wounds, and then disinfected the needles and threads to help him sew up the wounds.

Every time the stitch went down, Shen Jiaqi would frown, and she couldn't bear to look at it, because she could probably imagine the pain of sewing the wound, but what surprised her was that she couldn't even bear to look at herself with every stitch, but the man in front of her didn't say a word, and he didn't even frown.

This had to make Shen Jiaqi wonder if the man in front of him would feel pain.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Jiaqi asked curiously.

"It's worth the pain if you can sew the wound with your own hands." Wang Donglai teased.

"I don't want to talk to you." Shen Jiaqi was displeased.

After knotting the rope, cutting it, and bandaging the wound with gauze, Shen Jiaqi wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and said, "Okay, get up." ”

Wang Donglai didn't say a word, and he was unmoved.

"I'm going to rest." Shen Jiaqi said again.

Wang Donglai still didn't move.

"Asleep?" Shen Jiaqi frowned, "I was still talking just now, why is it so fast?" Hey-"

After that, no matter how Shen Jiaqi shouted and pushed, Wang Donglai was breathing steadily, and the eight winds did not move.

"What can I do?" Shen Jiaqi was in distress, and wanted to force xìng to call Wang Dong to get up, but seeing that he was seriously injured, he didn't call him, and he wanted to sleep again.

Feeling Shen Jiaqi's helpless look, the corners of Wang Donglai's mouth were slightly raised, of course he was pretending to be asleep, he just wanted to try if he could spend a good night with Shen Jiaqi, a beautiful woman who was all over the country and the city, under the guise of being injured.

How can you miss such a great opportunity?

"That's it, he's so badly injured, he shouldn't mess around." Shen Jiaqi comforted himself, then washed the blood off his hands, took a hot bath, and lay down in pajamas with his back to Wang Donglai.

Fortunately, the bed area is very large, and it is more than enough for two people to sleep, but there is a ** man with an upper body lying behind him, which really makes Shen Jiaqi a little embarrassed.

After lying down for about ten minutes, Shen Jiaqi felt Wang Donglai behind him turn over, and then, something happened that she couldn't have imagined anyway.

The man behind him actually hugged him tightly.

Wang Dong's hug really caught Shen Jiaqi off guard, but what unpredictable things will happen next?