Halfway through, Xiao Qiao suddenly stopped.

Although she is a blind man, but the movement is so big, when her ears are also paralyzed?

Behind him, the feeling of being tracked is getting stronger and stronger...

Xiao Qiao was about to make a sound, and the wind rushed over. A person blocked her in front of her, and she was guarded behind her, sinking her voice, "Retreating."

"Mr. Ren?"

Then there was a messy footstep, and about seven or eight people came out.

"Who are you? It's not about you, it's best not to do anything, otherwise..." The other party warned in Japanese.

Xiao Qiao hasn't recovered, and there has been a fierce fighting in front.

She stood nervously, only to hear the screams and snoring of other people, the wind from the fists, and the low breathing.

Suddenly I felt that my hands had caught my arm. Before she could return her hand, the person who was close to herself had already mourned and fell down. She even heard the cracking of the bones.

The fight took nearly twenty minutes.

"Who sent you here?"

The man’s clothes have been cut open by the blade and are full of blood. There is a clear wolverine, but standing there, with a look of anger, but it is scary.

"Rao... spare me! We just collect money to do things!"

"Who sent you here?" Gu Xing deep repeated.

"Yes... Xiaoye Ami."

The murder suddenly dissipated.

Is that the singer I saw in the newspaper?

Fortunately, not the person on the side of Huo Yandong!

Then there was the sound of a group of people sparsely fleeing.

Xiao Qiao walked in the sound, groping his arm, feeling a wet, exclaimed, "Are you injured?"

"No, it is the blood of others."

"Is it?" Xiao Qiao grabbed it hard and then heard his pain.

Then his face sank suddenly. "Other people's blood, will you hurt?"

"The clothes are off!"

Hearing that he had not acted for a long time, Xiao Qiao added, "I can't see you anyway."

"I can dress myself."

"You can't get behind the bag, and the wound on your arm will bleed. Although I can't see my eyes, as long as you tell me where the injury is!"

Little José no longer asks for his opinion, dragging the huge medical kit that is too big for her.

Open the box, there is everything inside, it is more complete than the hospital equipment.

Gu Xing looked at the big box and looked suspicious.

This medicine box can't be just home!

Do they often suffer from serious injuries, so they need these?

No... If these three years are really spent in the pursuit, it is absolutely impossible to calm down.

The existence of this room is also very strange.

The furnishings are very clean and clean, and it seems that people will often come and stay.

That person...who will it be?

Gu Xing looked thoughtfully at a valuable men's watch on the bedside table.

"Tell me where I was injured." Xiao Qiao's hand was pressed at his arm.

Gu Xing deep returned to God, "up five centimeters."

Gently touched it, groped for the wound, first scrubbed it with alcohol, then wrapped it with medicine, and the technique was quite skillful.

"Where is there?"

"shoulder."

"Here?" Xiao Qiao put his hand on his shoulder.

"Going down."

"Here?" Moved to the collarbone.

"Go further."

"Found it..." Gong Xiaoqiao put his hand on the skin at the edge of his wound, groping a little, estimating how long the wound was. 2k novel reading network

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