Dark green clothes help to open the bottle. It's just a little common powder. Do you think they are the kind of people with shallow eyelids?

It's impossible to get through this!

Although it is said that the dark green clothes sprinkled a little powder on the injured finger of the man in yellow clothes, and complained, "there is not even a label on it. It can't be a fake product."

Every pharmacist, especially the more famous one, will print his own mark on the bottle when he fills the bottle with his own pills.

In order to avoid admitting mistakes, but also to prevent someone from malicious touch porcelain.

"..." Mu yun'an raised her eyelids and looked at them. She had just refined it before. How could it be a fake product.

"How do you feel?" Dark green clothes asked.

"No The man in yellow shakes his head. Basically, it's useless.

The man in yellow stretched out his hand in front of muyun'an, "don't you plan to give an explanation?"

His fingers are still injured!

That's the evidence. It's hard evidence!

Muyun'an pursed his lips. "Isn't your finger OK?"

"Nonsense, you're going to default, aren't you?" For the first time, the man in yellow felt that he didn't know who he was. At the beginning, he thought he was a good child

"What kind of person am I?" Mu Yun An pulls his wrist, "did you see clearly by yourself? Isn't there a little dirt on it? "

Is that dirty?

Those black things are his flesh and blood. Did you take a dirty word with you?

The child is very angry when he talks.

"You said it was dirty?" The men in yellow all want to hit people, but they think it's not good to bully a child?

They are very cultured.

"Isn't it?" Mu yun'an looks at him askew, grabs his wrist, reaches out his hand and takes down the black lacquer.

"Ah! I meow to death... Eh? " The man in yellow saw muyun'an's action, but he didn't stop it. He saw that muyun'an had a black thing in his hand.

Eh, eh, eh?

It doesn't hurt?

The man in yellow looked at his hand with a suspicious face. The scream just got stuck in his throat. He couldn't get up and down.

"What's the matter?" The dark green clothes grabbed the hand of the man in yellow. After a careful look, it was found that there was a small piece of black stuff missing. The meat inside was white with powder. It was the healthiest.

"You see, touch me with dirt?" Mu Yun An shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "don't bully me even though I'm a child."

"..." the dark green clothes started to take all the black things off his hands.

The fingers inside are healthy. There is nothing wrong with them.

It's even one degree whiter than the joint below.

"How is that possible?" The man in yellow crowed.

How come his fingers are all right?

Dark green clothes looking at him, "you should not really make the old problem again, teasing a child, this is not good."

But the injury he saw before seems to be true?

Or is he wrong.

"You don't believe me?" The man in yellow pointed to his brother. At this time, do you doubt me?

"Tut tut." Mu yun'an looked at his fingers. "The wound you said, isn't it porcelain bumping?"

"I'm not, I'm not, you're bullshit!"

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