Zhang Sen looked at the three people who rushed towards him with open steps, and then did not hesitate, and swept his arm fiercely towards a certain direction of the pillar! "Bang!", Zhang Sen frowned, and his arm couldn't help but tremble, it really hurt! The already broken pillar shook slightly, and then slowly tilted

It naturally takes a long time for a high-rise building to be built. But how long will it take to destroy it? The answer is: a moment!

The beams of the ruined temple began to crumble, and the tiles began to fly. In the dust, Zhang Sen squatted slightly and held Zhang Suxin in his arms. His eyes stared at the three homeless men without blinking.

The broken temple looked like it was about to collapse, and the three homeless men hesitated slightly, and then ran directly to the broken temple gate without looking at Zhang Sen and Zhang Suxin. Seeing this scene, Zhang Sen smiled. If the three of them really didn't care about running in the direction of him and Zhang Suxin. That's a really hard thing to do!

But now Zhang Sen stretched out his foot and kicked at the pillar violently, and the force of the shock almost overturned Zhang Sen! It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The ruined temple collapsed!

The place where Zhang Sen and Zhang Suxin stayed was calculated by Zhang Sen for some reason. It's the smallest span, the strongest structure, and of course, it's the safest!

Without blinking his eyes, Zhang Sen just watched silently and calmly at the three homeless people who couldn't escape, who were smashed on his body by the beams and pillars of the broken temple and fell to the ground. In fact, at this moment, Zhang Sen's sense of hearing seemed to be out of order, and his eyes were just reflexively projecting the picture in front of him. The beams and pillars tilted and smashed downward, and the homeless man looked at the sky as if he was aware of it, the fear in his eyes magnified infinitely, and the corners of his mouth expanded to the maximum, but in the end, he was covered by a shadow and lifted a large cloud of dust

I don't know how long it took for Zhang Sen to finally be able to hear the voice again. But looking at the ruins in front of him and the mottled bloodstains on the ground, he seemed to have lost the ability to speak. Although he was mentally mature, he finally put the urge to kill into practice for the first time, and he succeeded.

Feeling the pain between his arms, Zhang Sen finally determined that he was indeed still in the world. I didn't feel it, and hugged Zhang Suxin's arm tightly. Gently patted the little girl with her eyes closed, "It seems that we have to find a base camp to settle down again." Moreover, before that, I have to go to see the doctor's arms and feet first, it hurts so much" Zhang Suxin suddenly woke up, looking at Zhang Sen's bloody arm and slightly trembling right leg, her eyes were slightly 'swollen', but she didn't cry after all. Without saying a word, he walked towards the place where Zhang Sen threw his wallet out in his memory.

Zhang Sen silently looked at Zhang Suxin, whose shoulders trembled slightly, so helpless. Of course, Zhang Sen also wants to enclose Zhang Suxin in the safety circle he built, but this is undoubtedly difficult for a teenage beggar. There are times when Suxin has to confront certain unspeakable fears, for example, now.

Zhang Suxin took advantage of the starlight, occasionally lifted the bricks attached to the ground, and finally saw the money bag somewhere. I couldn't wait to walk over and pick it up. Suddenly, a bloodstained palm suddenly stretched out from the ground and grabbed Zhang Suxin's feet precisely, and Zhang Suxin could even hear some voices: "Help, help, me."

In an instant, Zhang Suxin's pupils suddenly dilated and contracted rapidly. Zhang Suxin seemed to hear her heartbeat at this moment! "Dong Dong Dong" did not scream, and there was no soul not possessed by the body. Zhang Suxin slowly squatted down with a blank gaze. Looking around, finally determined a target, his hands trembled a little, but he firmly grasped a somewhat sharp stone, held it high, and then quickly landed on the arm with the palm of the hand stretched out!

Zhang Sen finally discovered Zhang Suxin's abnormality, and didn't care about the pain in his legs and feet, and ran to Zhang Suxin's side like crazy. Many years later, Zhang Sen still remembers what he saw at that time.

The night is like a curtain, starry, and even a cool breeze. A little girl with some yellow hair and a thin body held a sharp stone in both hands, firmly and repeatedly smashed a palm that had long been spread, and the blood splattered from time to time stained the little girl's trouser legs, hair, and eyes. But her demeanor was like that of a girl beating clothes next to a stream, I don't know if it was because of the color of blood, Zhang Sen felt that the sky at that time was a little red.

Hugging the little girl, Zhang Sen slowly peeled off the blood-stained stone from her hand, and then took it in his hand and smashed it into his palm. It's a declaration, I did it!

Zhang Suxin tried to get the stone back from Zhang Sen's hand, but failed. So she sat down on the ground, picked up another stone, and smashed it on the palm of her hand. Then he threw it away, and looked at Zhang Sen's eyes that couldn't say anything. He said slowly: "Brother, I'm not a burden, so you won't leave me, right?"

Hearing this, Zhang Sen cried. Holding Zhang Suxin's little head with both hands, she wiped the blood on her face with a slight tremor with her arm, and said yes without stopping. But Zhang Suxin's face became redder and redder, so Zhang Sen cried more and more sadly.

Zhang Suxin tilted her head slightly and laughed softly: "Brother is not ashamed, he is afraid of pain when he is so old." "The sound is crisp, like a birdsong

Zhang Sen tied the money bag around his waist and limped towards the small river under Zhang Suxin's gluttonous crutches. Before seeking medical attention, it is natural to clean up such things as blood stains.

Squatting in the river, Zhang Sen washed his hands for Zhang Suxin with water in both hands, and washed it seven times, before gently wiping Zhang Suxin's bloody face with wet hands. Zhang Suxin closed her eyes and let Zhang Sen clean. Then he said slowly: "Brother, we will always be like this, right?" Zhang Sen's hand paused, and he said firmly and even tenaciously: "Yes, yes." ”

Fangyang City does not close the city gates at night, and it is even more lively than in the morning. There are all kinds of snacks everywhere on the streets, and young boys and girls in the mood for love are walking and laughing at will, which adds a lot of vitality.

Zhang Sen led Zhang Suxin to walk in the crowd, not at all inconspicuous. When passing through the city gate, the guards saw the blood stains deliberately left on Zhang Sen's arm, and after careful observation, they confirmed that it was not a knife wound and let them go.

If it weren't for the fear of physical sequelae, Zhang Sen would never have gone to the doctor. If a teenage beggar is unable to use his arm or even disabled, the consequences are catastrophic. Because it means that you will no longer be able to do odd jobs, and you will be bullied from time to time.

The medical hall that Zhang Sen and Zhang Suxin are going to is called Chijia Medical Center, and the name is somewhat ordinary, even vulgar. But the price is the cheapest, and it is recognized as the best medical center for treating bruises and sprains in this Fangyang City.

The time was around 9 o'clock, and the medical hall was not closed, when Zhang Sen and Zhang Suxin walked into the medical hall, the doctor named Chi Yuan was 'rubbing' the ankles of a young man, "Well, it's okay, I'll prescribe you another prescription, apply it externally, be careful these days, don't run around at will." Recovery can take up to seven days. As he spoke, seeing Zhang Sen and Zhang Suxin, he nodded slightly, and pointed to the stool next to him with a smile, "Sit down first, and it will be fine immediately." ”

Zhang Sen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, dressed in a cyan robe, with a white face and no beard, and his every move was quite graceful. I can't help but be a little distracted, this is the gap between modern doctors and ancient doctors? Isn't it a bit big

Just thinking about these boring things, a middle-aged man named Chi Yuan walked straight to him with a basin of clear water, looked at his blood-blurred arm, frowned, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "How did you get this wound?" As he spoke, he tore open the pieces of shredded cloth that were stuck to the flesh and blood, and carefully cleaned the wounds.

Zhang Sen pretended to be unspeakable, and said in a hesitant manner: "When I was playing, I touched the pillar between my arm waves."

Chi Yuan didn't raise his head, and continued to fiddle with Zhang Sen's wounds: "I have been practicing medicine for more than ten years in this Fangyang City, although I can't be called an old man, but I still have some experience." As if Zhang Sen's wound had finally been cleaned up, Chi Yuan raised his head and seemed to be smiling. "Do you think I believe what you say?"

Zhang Sen's heart jumped suddenly!