After several wailings, more than a dozen heads rolled on the ground. Zhang Debiao ordered the warriors to take off the clothes of these headless officers and soldiers, and then asked me: "What should I do with these heads and clothes? And this woman, do you want it?"
Kill him too." I said: "Leave the clothes and head to me. Don't kill the opera singer yet. I'll keep it for some use. If things turn out, we still have someone alive, at least the few who can prove his death.
One is a rebel."
Readers may misunderstand when they see this, thinking that I am a gangster who tries to find ways to get a woman when I see one. In fact, I have really become less of a gangster since I had Xiaolian, and this actress has a pretty face.
The make-up shows nothing about my age and appearance, so it’s impossible to say that I’m lustful. In fact, I have other plans. This woman possesses martial arts skills and is willing to take great risks to assassinate Shi Song and his gang in the capital.
She may have something to do with the Heaven and Earth Society. If by any chance she is really from the Heaven and Earth Society, or by chance she is from the Aoki Hall, if I kill her, how will my future leader of the Aoki Hall face his subordinates?
Brother. It is still unclear whether he can take the position of the hall master. If he does not get into the hall master and angers the gang of desperadoes like Tiandihui, how will he live in the future? Even if she is not from Tiandihui, she is something else.
The characters in the Wangwu Sect in Prince Mu's Mansion or the Zhuang Family Courtyard may affect the appearance of several mms in the future, and I don't dare to take this risk.
Zhang Debiao was very clever. Seeing that I took the initiative to take on the pile of heads and official uniforms, he was naturally very happy. He ordered people to run to the stage and bring out two large wooden boxes containing props, pour out the costumes inside, and put more than a dozen heads and official uniforms.
The clothes were put into a box, and the actress was tied up tightly and put into another wooden box.
At that moment, several warriors found two carriages from outside and put two wooden boxes in one carriage. The other carriage was so unlucky that more than a dozen corpses were piled on it. The coachman was so frightened that he could only shake.
Dozens of big men did not dare to say anything, and they were allowed to be humble. Everything was fine, Zhang Debiao led a group of warriors, and happily rushed to Shuntian Mansion to ask for credit. I ordered a carriage to take me around the capital.
We drove around for almost two hours. When we were sure that no one was following us, we ordered the coachman to hurry back home. Xiaolian was very curious when she saw that I had brought back two heavy wooden boxes from outside. Before the coachman and I could lift the wooden boxes,
He kept asking questions after entering the house, and I couldn't answer. After seeing off the coachman and closing the door, I opened the box containing the actress. I saw that the woman's eyes were closed, her face was expressionless, and the makeup on her face was stained with blood.
It was dyed gaudy, with blood stains everywhere on her body. When Xiaolian saw it, she said "ah" and asked: "Ms. sir, why did you bring a dead person back? Could it be that you killed him?" I patted her.
With a little face on her face, she said: "Silly girl, she's not dead yet. She may have lost a lot of blood and fainted. Please ask Ma Zhang to cook some ginseng soup." Xiaolian hurriedly ran out to make arrangements, and then ran back after explaining.
I asked: "What's going on? You brought this opera singer home and she was injured again..." I was afraid that she was thinking wrongly, so I hurriedly said: "It's a long story. I'll do it today."
He did something big and avenged more than half of your father's revenge."
Seeing that she wanted to ask more questions, I added, "Don't worry about anything else first. This woman suffered a knife wound on her leg. It's important for us to save people." Xiaolian was about to call a doctor, but I stopped her and said, "We killed the officers and soldiers today.
, If you ask a doctor, your whereabouts will be exposed, and we will have no choice but to treat him."
I carried the woman to the bed, asked Xiaolian to bring a basin of water, and then checked the wound on the woman's leg. I saw that the wound seemed to be very deep, and the clothes were embedded in the flesh, and the blood that had previously solidified was firmly stuck to the wound.
above, and the wound is still oozing blood. It seems that if the bleeding is not stopped in time, life may be in danger.
To stop the bleeding, I had to remove the clothes near the wound, which meant I had to take off the girl's pants. I was a little hesitant. After all, Xiaolian was right next to me, so I had to be more reserved to avoid being mistakenly taken advantage of by Xiaolian. I never thought that Xiaolian was a little bit better.
I didn't care, I took off the woman's pants myself, and said to me: "Don't be stunned, help me." I couldn't help but sigh at Xiaolian's simplicity and kindness, and secretly cursed myself for having evil intentions.
I took out a pair of scissors, cut open the two legs of the woman's trousers, cut a circle along the coagulated blood around the wound, and removed the trousers. Except for the area around the wound, the woman's two snow-white thighs were exposed to me.
Judging from the legs, this woman should not be too old. Her legs are toned and slender, her skin is fair and smooth, and very elastic. People who practice martial arts are really different. With such beautiful legs, apart from the dancers on TV, in reality
I haven't seen it before. Xiaolian's legs may be very beautiful, but I am sure they are very different from this girl.
When I was looking at these beautiful legs and thinking wildly, I suddenly felt a huge pain in my arm. I turned around and saw Xiaolian with a red face twisting my arm and saying: "I really thought you were..."
I had good intentions to save people, but it turned out, it turned out..." It seems that women all over the world are the same, and a virtuous and kind-hearted woman like Xiaolian will also be jealous. I quickly put my mind away, coughed twice, and defended: "
I was trying to think of a way to remove the clothes near the wound." Xiao Lian rolled her eyes at me and said, "Here you go, wet a clean cloth with water and cover it with water. You can take it off in a while. Don't think I don't know you.
What are you thinking?" I smiled awkwardly and said, "Really? This is a great idea. Xiaolian, you are too smart and didn't let me hurt in vain."
Xiaolian ignored me, took a piece of clean cloth and wet it with water in the basin, and covered the wound. Then she ran out to find Zhang Ma to explain something. She came back a short time later and said to me: "She bleeds too much. It's just that she is bleeding too much."
If ginseng soup doesn't work, I asked Zhang Ma to stew some more red date and white fungus soup to replenish her health." I agreed twice and didn't dare to say anything more. I didn't dare to stare at the woman, but just looked at Xiaolian.
Busy.
After waiting for a while, Xiaolian took off the wet cloth and slowly and carefully uncovered the bloody cloth on the wound. She cried out "Ah" and said, "It's such a deep wound. What should I do?" I hurriedly said.
I went over to look at the wound, and saw that the wound was more than an inch deep and nearly three inches long, with the skin and flesh turned out, and almost the bones were visible. I panicked and immediately lost my mind. Xiaolian also panicked and said,
I kept saying: "What should I do? What should I do? How can I save her." It suddenly occurred to me that when I was a child, I climbed a tree and accidentally fell. My foot was cut by a branch. My mother sent me to the hospital for stitches.
Three stitches. It seems that stitches are needed to deal with this kind of injury.
So I asked Xiaolian to prepare sewing needles and a bottle of soju, and started my first operation. I still understand the principle of wound disinfection. Without alcohol, this strong soju will be useless. First, put the needle in the candlelight
After burning the red wine, I poured half a bottle of strong liquor on the wound. I heard a fierce scream. The woman suddenly sat up, looked at me blankly, rolled her eyes, and fell down with a bang.
Wei Xiaobao sighed and said: "The author has been too busy these past two days and can only update one chapter every day. I have to wait slowly to develop with Xiaolian. Readers, please don't be anxious. If you have free votes, please vote for two."
Zhang, if the author refuses to speed up my progress with Xiaolian in the future, let’s see how I entertain him.”