Village Doctor's Magic Hands

The clean and neat action did not have the slightest procrastination, which made everyone in the hall feel that their brains were not enough. They always thought Zhao Sanjin was really just talking, but what about the facts? It's really going to bed.

Looking at the people who quarreled more and more vigorously in the hall, Si que let couldn't help but frown. He suddenly patted the wooden table around him and said in a deep voice: "well, shut up. If you want to say these words next time, just say it in front of Zhao Sanjin and chew people's tongue behind your back. Is that all you can do?"

The sparrow's words directly quieted everyone in the hall. He glanced at the angry sparrow awkwardly and didn't dare to say more.

Zhao Sanjin, who left the hall, did not directly return to the bedroom. It has been nearly two hours since he killed the last person. If Zhao Sanjin can't give them a little deterrence, he must be restless at night.

Back to the window of the sniper point, Zhao Sanjin's eyes fell into the jungle through the sniper mirror. Looking at the swing of the leaves still swept by the breeze, Zhao Sanjin was also a little helpless.

Even so, Zhao Sanjin's eyes are still focused on the opposite side. In his opinion, after so long time, the other party lies between the branches. The uncomfortable feeling is unspoken. If you want to stop moving, it's just a fool's dream.

Zhao Sanjing knew very well that he only needed to wait patiently and would be able to send a man's head to Lord Yan again.

Time is still passing by. Zhao Sanjin's patience is still very good, but I don't know whether the patience of the mercenary Corps has been wasted.

"His grandmother, if you wait like this, it will dawn in three hours." the weather in November is quite early, but the mercenary corps, which has not made any breakthrough, is more and more frowned.

"Yes, commander, it's not a way to go on like this. It's been two hours. The other party probably doesn't know where to run!" someone echoed, obviously dissatisfied with the current situation.

"Do you want us to rush in and die?" the regimental commander snorted coldly and looked bad. If he could see them now, the regimental commander felt that his eyes would be able to kill.

No one knows whether the snipers of the other side are still there. If they are, they rush in so straight. The position of the 100 meter lawn alone is enough to lose half of their number, and the remaining half of their momentum. Even if they go in, they are just going to die.

Even if the other party has not continued to monitor them, who knows what the situation in the villa is like? They're waiting for them with a machine gun? Then rush in so rashly and don't you have to be a plug?

The black muzzle of M109 in Zhao Sanjin's hand has slowly extended out of the window. Zhao Sanjin's eyes have also fallen to a position in the jungle. Looking at the leaves there, the smile at the corner of his mouth is more and more strange.

Zhao Sanjin's finger that pulled the trigger moved slightly and pulled slowly towards the back. The strong recoil force made Zhao Sanjin's shoulder shake. Looking at the bullet that had left the black barrel, he stopped the gun without any hesitation.

"Hiss..." this sudden change made everyone not only become silent immediately, but also the people who shouted before absolutely shut up. I'm kidding. During their conversation, another companion's life was harvested.

Everyone was angry, but everyone had no way. Even, everyone had a strong retreat, but in the current situation? Who dares to return?

Once the branches vibrate violently, isn't it a live target for each other? Who dares to take such a big risk?

In the villa, Zhao Sanjin has been lying on the bed. As Si que guessed, after a day's running and Xuanjin's release, he is already very tired at this time. If it wasn't for the moment of life and death, Zhao Sanjin didn't bother to go to the regular meeting.

Fortunately, for now, the crisis is lifted. At least the other party doesn't dare to act rashly, does it? Early tomorrow morning, the people mobilized by the sparrow will directly surround the whole hill with three layers inside and three layers outside. At that time, it will be difficult for these people to fly.

In the hall of the villa, after the sparrow waited for a while and didn't hear the gunshot, he outlined a satisfied smile at the corners of his mouth and said slowly, "let's all rest in place for a while. As soon as the sky is bright tomorrow, someone will come immediately. At that time, we will work together to resist the enemy!"

Everyone nodded in a low voice and said yes, and then slept in drowsy groups on the sofa. In fact, such a gang is the best. If there is any problem, just say it directly. If it can be solved well, it can be solved well. If it can't be solved well, go out and fight. Whoever wins will listen to who.

At the critical moment, everyone is united with the outside world. If such a gang doesn't succeed in New York City, it's really strange.

"Silly girl, what do you want?" Si que smiled and asked, standing quietly beside Si Le, who had been stunned for a long time.

"No, nothing..." Si Le's pretty face suddenly turned red and wanted to leave.

Patted Si Le on the shoulder. Si que stared at Si Le angrily and asked, "what can't you say to your father? Come on, is it because of the smelly boy Zhao Sanjin?"

"Father, don't be a smelly boy!" Si Le was angry and said solemnly, "brother Zhao Sanjin has a name. You should respect him, okay?"

"Don't you think smelly boy sounds better than Zhao Sanjin?" Si que asked.

"Father, brother Zhao Sanjin may have met an old acquaintance today!" Si Le's face was obviously full of worry. Even his eyes were a little red, and he almost had to shed tears.

This problem will also shock sique. You know, it's New York City. I don't know how far New York City in the United States is from China. How can Zhao Sanjin have friends here? How could it be such a coincidence?

Si que couldn't figure it out. He continued to look at Si Le directly.

"The other party seems to be mo Qingcheng, a descendant of the Mo Wu family in Yanjing, China. Before we met the attack on the central street, we met her. She was forcibly brought back to China by two old people, a very strong one, and said she was married to the dragon family."

Si Le told the whole story of this matter: "there is a descendant of the dragon family who will be the Dragon Qianqiu. Brother Zhao Sanjin doesn't calm down immediately after hearing the name here. He always feels that he is acquainted with the Dragon Qianqiu."

"En!" after hearing what Si Le said, Si que just nodded slowly. Although his face was dignified, he didn't say much.

"En? Father, what do you mean?" Si Le looked at his father who didn't play cards according to the routine.

The sparrow who was silent turned slowly, showed a rare serious look on his face, and slowly said, "Si Le, you should have your own ideas when you grow up!"

Si Que's words are obscure and conservative, but Si Le is no longer a three-year-old child. Naturally, the meaning of this remark can be understood.

Looking at the Si Le with the color of panic in his face, Si que just smiled faintly and continued to say, "you should know a problem, that is, Zhao Sanjin didn't belong here originally, not before, not now, not in the future."

"China is the place where he lives. It's natural for him to recover his lost memory and go back." Si que patiently enlightened Si Le. Because of these words, it's obvious that Zhao Sanjin won't tell Si Le.

"But..." Si Le couldn't help but want to argue.

"No, but the only thing you can do is to stay with the boy, okay?" Si que gave Si Le a positive look and continued: "the smelly boy is twenty-five years old. He may have established a family in China. Even if it's worse, it's estimated that there are some ambiguous relationships between men and women."

"I understand!" before Si que finished his words, Si Le nodded solemnly.

"Silly girl!" Si que touched Si Le's head and smiled happily. At least, he thought Si Le had found his true love this time.

But I don't know what this feeling of true love is for Si Le. What is it for Zhao Sanjin? appreciate? Or thanks?