The strong man fell heavily to the ground, his tall and strong body almost making a pit on the ground.
"Ah ah ah..." He screamed in pain, twitching and bouncing like a fish out of water. His ferocious face was distorted, his eyes were rolled back, his eyes were crooked and his mouth was slanted. The appearance was so ugly that people couldn't bear it.
Look directly.
"Second, second brother..."
The other gangsters were all startled and instinctively took two steps back.
Look at the strong man twitching on the ground, and then look at the little boy not far away who coldly put down his little hand. Everyone has an incredible expression on their faces, as if they have seen a ghost!
This is impossible!
The second brother is a dignified fourth-level warrior!
How could he not even be able to beat up a little kid? He was slapped and sent flying away, lying on the ground squealing?!
The gangsters couldn't believe this fact, and even the people who couldn't bear to look at it were dumbfounded.
So...so awesome!
At this moment, Xiaotuanzi suddenly noticed that the old man lying on the ground covered in blood was breathing rapidly and weakly, and it was obvious that he could no longer hold on.
"I'll save people first, be careful." Xiaotuanzi warned reluctantly.
Before Jun Buli could feel his concern, under the gaze of everyone, a snow-white figure suddenly flashed out. The speed was as fast as lightning, and he appeared beside the grandfather and grandson in the blink of an eye.
Xiaotuanzi squatted down, and before he had time to check the old man's condition, he met a pair of red, swollen and shocked eyes.
The little boy was held tightly in the arms of the old man. His face was flushed, but his eyes were wide open. He even forgot to cry and stared blankly at the little dumpling in front of him.
He is so good-looking!
The clothes were snow-white, the face was tender and tender, and a pair of big, dark, watery eyes were like shining gems. She tilted her head and looked at him curiously.
A small one.
He looks younger than him and is a beautiful little brother...
The little boy sniffed and suddenly blushed a little. He couldn't help but shrink into his grandfather's arms and glanced at Xiaotuanzi secretly.
It’s so ugly to cry.
Xiaotuanzi felt a little disgusted with the little boy's face covered with snot and tears, but he didn't show it on his face.
He reached out and touched the old man's neck. According to the method Yun Luo had taught him before, he accurately touched the carotid artery with his small hand. He felt relieved when he found that the old man still had a weak pulse.
"Don't worry, your grandpa will be fine." Xiaotuanzi comforted him, took out the healing elixir that Yun Luo gave him, and split it in half.
Half of it was stuffed into the old man's mouth, and the other half was handed to the little boy.
The healing elixir refined by Yun Luo himself is pure and contains no impurities, and has mild but strong medicinal properties. Even ordinary people can take it.
However, because the medicinal properties are too strong and there is no spiritual power to convert the medicinal properties, ordinary people can only take half a pill at a time, otherwise they may be hurt by the medicinal properties.
"Take this half and give it to your grandpa tomorrow, and he will get better." Xiaotuanzi warned.
His voice is sweet and soft, with a tender ending, and sounds like a soft and soft person.
It's really sweet.
The little boy felt dizzy after hearing this. He stretched out his hand to take the half of the pill, but accidentally got the blood and mud in his hand onto Xiaotuanzi's fingers.
Seeing that his little brother's white and tender hands were dirty, the little boy's flushed face suddenly turned pale, his hands froze, and he looked at Xiaotuanzi in fear and confusion.