"I need to see the specific situation. Can you help me observe it?" Yang Fei coughed. He didn't think about too many messy things, he just wanted to treat the patient.
"Let's go inside and take a look." Manyu felt a little embarrassed, and then led Yang Fei into the toilet.
Five minutes later, the two came out of the toilet. Manyu lowered her head, very embarrassed. This was the first time she had shown her body to a strange man.
Not to mention Yang Fei, since he entered the blade, he has faced a group of big men every day. This is the first time he has such close contact with a woman, and his primitive desires are constantly impacting his nerves.
Yang Fei forced himself to think about other things and said, "Prepare some medical alcohol, gauze, and suture needles. I will help you with the surgery next time you come over."
Manyu nodded, wondering if it was because of the previous contact that the atmosphere between the two became very subtle when they got along.
"Peng" At this moment, there was the sound of the door being kicked downstairs, and there was also a series of footsteps.
"Kill that Yang Fei and the policewoman surnamed Wang!" There were also extremely arrogant shouts.
"Who are you?" Wang Minting's shout soon followed, followed by the sound of a fight.
"Someone is making trouble, Manyu, you are up there and don't come down." Yang Fei rushed downstairs.
"Be careful." This was the first time Manyu encountered such a thing. Her body was trembling and she warned loudly.
Yang Fei came down from upstairs in an instant and immediately saw more than ten people blocking the door. There were several people fighting with Wang Minting inside, each of them carrying a machete.
"That person is Yang Fei, chop him to death!" As soon as they came out, they discovered that the dozen or so gangsters blocking the door rushed towards Yang Fei with machetes in their hands.
Everyone had a machete in their hands, so when they saw Yang Fei barehanded, they mentally sentenced him to death.
"Go to hell." One of the gangsters with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came first and struck Yang Fei on the head with the machete in his hand.
"You have the nerve to come out and embarrass yourself even though you have so little Kung Fu as a three-legged cat." Yang Fei smiled slightly and punched out with a sound of wind breaking through the air, directly breaking the member's ribs.
He screamed, the machete in his hand fell, and Yang Fei caught it.
"Puff" turned around, and under the control of Yang Fei, the machete in his hand pierced the member's thigh. The screams of pain echoed on the stairs, and blood spurted out wildly.
"Get out." He swept out with his kick again, and the fierce move sent the gangster flying, bumping into several of his companions, and killing one gangster in an instant.
When one person faced so many people, the smarter ones would have left. But Yang Fei did not do this. He rushed forward with a machete and struck out like the god of death.
It was so fast that no one could avoid his attack. Those gangsters screamed and fell to the ground, their blood staining the stairs red.
The aura that Yang Fei exuded at this moment was very powerful, like a lion charging into the flock of sheep, and no one could stop him.
In just one minute, all the dozens of souls outside were eliminated by Yang Fei. Of course, they were only seriously injured.
"It's so scary. Who is he?" There were still several people fighting with Wang Minting inside. They all turned around and drove outside. They were all stunned at this moment. Yang Fei shocked them all.
