Big Guys'Little Milk Group is a Black Heart Lotus

Yeruan looked at him, his lips curved in a pure and harmless arc, and said with a smile, "OK, I'll give you this opportunity. Now go inside and ask for a private room for me."

As she spoke, one hand had been clasped on zhuoshenyu's shoulder.

Zhuoshenyu felt pain and unconsciously bared his teeth. What did this woman eat to grow up? She was so strong.

Even if he hasn't practiced, at least he has been exercising for a long time in order to keep fit. Under her hands, he actually has a feeling that he is just a chick.

No wonder that Hongmao and her colleagues had no strength to fight back that day.

He just wanted to be courteous to Ye Ruan, but now he is forced to help her.

Zhuoshenyu looked at the black man beside Ye Ruan, who seemed to melt into the night. Just now his attention was on Ye Ruan. When he didn't notice the man, he didn't feel it.

Now, after noticing the man, he felt a burst of panic. The momentum emanating from the man was really terrible. His evil spirit was really like the king of hell.

The last man who made him feel so terrible was Gu Chen!

Then I saw the sticky blood on the ground, and the man was almost soaked in blood, but he was still tall and straight.

Zhuoshenyu swallowed his saliva subconsciously and said, "Miss ye, if your friend goes to the KTV and is seen by others, I'm afraid it will lead the police.

I have a small house nearby that is empty. Why don't I whine you to my place? "

"Go!" Ye Ruan hasn't spoken yet. The man has made a decision.

Zhuoshenyu's house is in a high-end community not far from Beijing University. He said it was a small house, but in fact it was a large flat of more than 200 square meters.

As soon as the man entered the house, he was so weak that he almost fell down.

But just after that moment, he restrained the dizziness caused by blood loss, sat on the leather sofa, and put the desert eagle in his hand where he could reach it.

Then he began to examine his injuries.

He was shot in the shoulder blade and in the left leg. Besides two gunshot wounds, he also had many scars left by close combat.

In particular, there is a long wound cut by a military knife on the back. Fortunately, the wound is not deep. If the wound is deeper, it may be fatal.

The man looked up at zhuoshenyu. His wheat colored face had a clear outline. In his dark eyes, there was no emotion. "Is there a medicine box?"

When zhuoshenyu saw the wound on the man, his legs were so soft that he almost collapsed. Now when he heard the man ask him, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded heavily, "yes, yes...!"

As he spoke, he was already busy looking for the medicine box.

Naturally, such a young master would not remember where the medicine boxes in each of his houses were, so he searched for them for a long time before turning them out and timidly mentioned them to the man, "here is the medicine box you want."

After the man took the medicine box, he took out the medical supplies he could use and put them on the tea table. Finally, he took out a military knife from his waist and began to spray alcohol for disinfection.

At this time, ye Ruan took a scalpel and handed it up. "Use this."

The man took a deep look at the scalpel, looked at her again, and took it.

Then, the man disinfected the scalpel and made a cross on the gunshot wound. Ye Ruan timely handed over the sterilized tweezers. This time, the man took over without hesitation and took out the bullet left in his body.

Then, hemostasis, disinfection and dressing without any expression on the face.

The whole movement was as smooth as if it were not his own body at all.

Yeruan didn't respond when he watched. After all, these skills were only basic operations when they were training.

But zhuoshenyu felt sick when he watched. He felt that the man was too terrible, while watching the blood and flesh of the gun wound on the man's leg, he felt a surge in his stomach.

After the man had treated all the wounds he could handle, a pair of deep eyes looked at Ye Ruan, "little girl, I'm sorry for the injury behind my back."

Ye Ruan took the scalpel back from his hand, took it in his hand, and looked at the man, "are you not afraid that I will wipe your neck while you are not paying attention?"

When the man treated the wound just now, although there was no expression on his face, he was a person, not a machine that could not feel the pain. Because of the pain, fine beads of sweat had been oozed from his forehead.

Hearing Ye Ruan's words, he looked up at her and said firmly, "you won't!"

Ye Ruan slightly raised her eyebrows, and the subsequent movement was completed at one go. Another bullet with blood was thrown into the garbage can in the living room.

Then, without any expression, ye Ruan stopped bleeding, disinfected and bandaged the man, and sewed the long knife edge on the man's back.

When the man felt that ye Ruan was sewing the wound on his back, he finally opened his mouth again and asked, "do you carry the surgical suture with you?"

"Yes!" Ye Ruan answered lightly without any redundant explanation.

"Are you a doctor?"

"No!" Ye Ruan, while sewing up the man's wound, promised: "love."

The man didn't speak any more. After ye Ruan treated his wound, he leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes for a nap. He couldn't see whether he was asleep or not.

Ye Ruan could not understand what the man meant anyway. She sat in the farthest corner from the man on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest.

In the whole room, only zhuoshenyu, the owner of the house, stood in the living room at a loss. He was so nervous that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Now he really doubted whether there was shit in his mind before. Unexpectedly, when he knew that ye Ruan's skill was good enough to put down more than a dozen of them alone, he was obsessed with her.

These two people in his house now, one is a ruthless man who can take bullets for himself without using anesthetic, and the other is a ruthless man who can stab others cleanly. He doesn't even know if he can get out of the house alive.

Maybe he should think about when his body would be found if he was killed in this house.