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Chapter 4149 : Still coming? 4

I looked up at him. Although I could pass by Lao Liu and Lao Niu, I still recognized it.

With a flip of my hand, I poured all my drink on his face!

Then he smashed the cup quickly!

The waiter seemed to have not reacted, and took a few steps back and stared at the cup; but an extremely subtle hissing sound came from mid-air!

The young nurse grabbed the box where Dr. Bai put the syringe on the table and slapped it at the cup![

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, the cup passed by the waiter and exploded, exploding all over him

Everyone inside and outside the house jumped up and watched the waiter beating half to death, leaning against the door, his face flowing blood

Uh, this

Don't be so realistic, right?

Hasn't this been over?

This Shenma waiter?!

Lao Liu patted Lao Niu on the shoulder with some sympathy and dragged the waiter out. He seemed to have a breath?

Lao Niu glanced at Lao Liu with hatred;

Lao Liu shrugged, grabbed the slightly flat syringe box, and smashed the waiter's head.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the door immediately closed in front of me, and I didn't know what was happening outside.

The nurse calmly wiped my wound with gauze. Dr. Bai smiled and said with a silence:

"Mr. Zhuang, you just said I still don't believe it."

The nurse responded:

"You can always go to our place to train your makeup, it must be very good."

My wound hurts

I said, "Are you plainclothes?"[

Plainclothed underworld, plainclothed police, plainclothed nurse, plainclothed makeup

The nurse threw the blood-stained gauze aside, clapped her hands, whistled me, and said with a smile:

“I’m x6.”

“x6?!”

I was sweating and admitted that I had fallen into pain: No wonder she looked very stunning, but she was different when she was just one hand.

I took my wound as a muzzle, gauze as a rag, and wiped it hard, how can I not feel pain?

I guess she was holding alcohol and pretending it was motor oil, so she poured more and polished her beloved gun a little more

Alas, I met the x series, and I was really plainclothes...

guli


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