Muzi's injury was quite serious. At least it was more serious than Huo'er's.
Huo'er's speed is invincible. As long as she doesn't hold on hard, few people can seriously injure her. Chu He doesn't have this ability either.
He slowly arrived at the room where Muzi was resting. His wounds had been bandaged. His palms were also wrapped with a thick layer of gauze. The room was filled with the pungent smell of medicine and the subtle smell of blood.
"I'm sorry." Chuhe stuffed a lit cigarette into Muzi's mouth, who was resting on the bed.
"Why?" Muzi took a sip and asked.
"I didn't avenge you." Chu He shrugged helplessly. "I even treated him to a drink."
Muzi held a cigarette and pursed his lips with a smile: "Master, it was Tan Qingzi who hurt me."
Chu He was startled: "You think so?"
Muzi nodded lightly: "Your friend once advised Tan Qingzi not to kill me if it is not necessary."
"The verbal reason is that he is afraid of the young lady. But I know that he does not want to embarrass the young master."
Chu He lit a cigarette and rubbed his eyebrows: "Don't work so hard next time."
Muzi agreed.
After smoking a cigarette with Muzi, Chuhe asked him to take a good rest, and then left quietly.
As soon as he left the room, a servant came to Chu He and said, "Master, the lady wants you to go to her room."
Chu He nodded and strode to Aunt Robot's suite.
The room was as clean and tidy as ever. Not only were there no unnecessary decorations, but the architectural style was also monotonous. It didn't look like the room of a beautiful woman who was about to enter her thirties.
Aunt Robot was not in the study. Chu He went straight to the bedroom door and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Chu He pushed the door open and what he saw was the robot aunt who had changed into loose pajamas and was getting ready for a lunch break.
The material of the pajamas was soft and smooth to the touch - of course, Chu He could see it, not touch it.
She was sitting in front of the mirror combing her hair. This seemed to Chu He to be a very feminine gesture. It was also because he rarely saw his aunt combing her hair.
Her hair was dark and smooth. The comb fell from her hand and slid down from the top of her head. There was no knotted hair stuck at all.
Her neck is white and slender. Like a proud white swan, it blooms with her own grace.
Chu He walked over gently and asked softly: "Auntie, what do you want from me?"
"Sit down." Aunt Robot stood up and turned her head.
But as soon as she turned around, Chu He became a little crazy.
The aunt I saw in the past always had her hair in a bun. Not to mention the hair on her forehead, even the hair on the temples would be meticulously tucked behind her ears. She did not show off any femininity. But at this moment, the black hair
It spread out softly, like a round of mercury slanting down. It made her more charming and charming.
Chu He sat on the chair obediently, but the woman brought the prepared medical kit and sat next to Chu He.
"Hand out your hand," the woman commanded.
Chu He stretched out his left hand.
"Right hand." the woman corrected.
Chu He put down his left hand and stretched out his right hand.
The index finger and thumb were as red and swollen as steamed buns. Especially the middle finger, the transparent nail had a few cracks and blood oozing out. It was as if it had been shaken open by a huge force. It was shocking.
The robot aunt expressionlessly took out the disinfectant alcohol and cotton balls, wiped Chu He's wound, and then disinfected it. Then she concentrated on putting on the bandage and said calmly: "Don't do this again."
Chu He smiled and said, "It's okay."
"Are you awesome?" Aunt Robot suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly.
Chu He said stubbornly: "At least I haven't been defeated."
The robot aunt said sullenly: "If you lose, you will die!"
She was right. If Chu He was defeated just now, he would definitely die.
He is better than Tan Qingzi.
But its power is quite limited.
Muzi, Little Lolita, Aos, and the authority figure Tan Qingzi were all shocked by Chu He's sharp finger. They thought Chu He was much stronger than Tan Qingzi. But only the bystander, the robot aunt, was sober. She knew that Chu He was gambling.
, or trying something. If Chu He failed to catch the sword, he would definitely be stabbed with a hole by Tan Qingzi's terrifying sword!
She didn't understand why Chu He did this. But she didn't allow Chu He to do this again.
Because she is his aunt.
Chu He retracted his bandaged right hand and said calmly: "A master like Tan Qingzi is rare. I don't want to miss any opportunity to become stronger."
Aunt Robot stared at him coldly. Seeing this man who was getting more and more handsome and who was far taller than her, his face was filled with stubbornness. Finally, he said no more and said, "It's time."
Chu He knew it was nap time, and the implication was that he was asked to go out. However, Chu He, who rarely saw the feminine side of his robot aunt, was unwilling to leave. He twisted his waist and said, "Aunt, my back hurts."
Aunt Robot glanced at him and said, "Lie down."
"Where are you lying?" Chu He glanced around with a smirk on his face.
"On the bed."
"Okay."
Chu He climbed up to his aunt's soft big bed and plunged into the fragrant pillow. He said comfortably: "Aunt, I'm ready to lie down."
"I'm not blind."
The woman sat gently on the edge of the bed, her slender and soft hands pressed on Chu He's waist: "Here?"
"It hurts." Chu He nodded vigorously.
"What about here?"
"It hurts. It all hurts."
The woman stopped asking and kneaded inch by inch.
She doesn't know massage, but she can learn it. Just like she didn't know bandaging, math, or killing before. But now, she knows everything.
Chu He fell asleep under the gentle kneading, and was so comfortable that he snored.
Listening to the peaceful purring, the woman gently retracted her hands. She glanced at her handsome and upright profile, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.
…
Bang!
Bang!
In the cold training room, the man in the iron mask kicked the iron sandbag again and again, with terrifying force. His kicks were getting faster and faster, and his stiff legs gradually became more flexible. Pang Xun looked shocked.
In less than five minutes, the iron sandbag was kicked to pieces by the man in the iron mask and fell to the ground with a bang.
call--
The man in the iron mask blew out a breath of turbid air, turned around, and looked at Pang Xun, whose face was wrapped in gauze, with only a pair of eyes exposed: "Dead?"
"Yes." Pang Xun nodded heavily. "Seal your throat with a sword."
Tan Qingzi, who is famous all over the world and has an unrivaled skill, sealed his throat with a sword. How powerful is this Chuhe?
Pang Xun condensed for a moment and asked tentatively: "Chu He can kill the world-shattering strong man with one sword——"
"Breaking the world?" The man in the iron mask interrupted Pang Xun with a hoarse voice and kicked another iron sandbag. He said in a cold voice, "He is not qualified yet!"
Pang Xun was stunned and speechless.
But Tan Qingzi has long been recognized as a world-beating strong man. Why does the man in the iron mask say this?
Bang bang bang!
The man in iron mask hit the iron sandbag with all his strength, but said with a very steady breath: "Going to Everest is a breakthrough in the world? Then this breakthrough in the world is too cheap!"
"Eighteen people went up the mountain. Twelve people came down the mountain." The man in the iron mask seemed to be quite familiar with the battle that year, and his hoarse and tearing voice sounded. "He is only at the bottom!"
Pang Xun pursed his lips, not daring to express his opinion.
Bang bang bang!
After the man in the iron mask defeated an iron sandbag again, he turned around and asked, "When will he come over?"
"Tomorrow night." Pang Xun said in detail. "I heard that the second master has brought a latest order."
"What?" the man in the iron mask asked hoarsely.
"It's not clear yet." Pang Xun shook his head slightly. "But I heard that it is related to you."
"nonsense!"
The man in the iron mask walked steadily towards the third iron sandbag and kicked it out. The sandbag immediately flew up.
Pang Xun's expression tightened and he said, "I will try my best to find out more about the second master before he arrives in Baicheng."
"go out!"
A cold and cold voice came out of the iron man's mouth. Pang Xun quickly left the cold room.
Walking out of the hall, he saw Qin Yu sitting in the living room making tea. After a slight hesitation, he slowly walked over: "Second Young Master."
When Qin Yu saw him coming, he stood up and said with a smile: "Pang Xun, are you okay for a while? Come and have a cup of tea."
Pang Xun shook his head and said, "I'm not thirsty."
Qin Yu's expression did not change, she still smiled and picked up a box from the coffee table. She said: "This is the ointment I asked a friend to buy. Apply it three times a day for half an hour. It not only activates blood circulation and removes blood stasis, but also heals scars quickly."
disappear."
Pang Xun hesitated for a while, then took the medicine box and said, "Thank you, Second Young Master."
"You're welcome." Qin Yu smiled and shook his head, saying meaningfully. "We are friends after all."
Pang Xun's cold eyes flashed with an imperceptible strange color, and he whispered: "Second Young Master, please drink. I'll leave first."
Qin Yu nodded with a smile and said, "Go ahead. I'll treat you to a drink tomorrow night."
After Pang Xun left, Qin Yu slowly sat on the sofa, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the brewed tea. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, completely unlike the cowardly and timid second son of the Qin family in the past. More
Like a sinister and cunning conspirator, muttering to himself: "It's been eight years. You said I haven't done anything in eight years? No, I have done a lot, but you don't know it."
