The boss of the knife still likes the name of the Qinglong Gang. The team, the name of the forces or the name of the unjust city, the name of the gang is very small, the word "gang" on the signboard is where he feels stronger. a lot of.
"More than thirty years." At this moment, it was standing on the stone steps at the door, and officially announced that it was officially established by the No. 13 forces No. 13 of the Non -righteous City. It must be false.
"How hard work, only to this step. Cough ..." The eyes were crossing the cheers, long streets, people on both sides of the street, and the five major forces that were retreating in the distance.
The boss of the knife couldn't help but red ... It's not easy.
Because of his expression, the battle array gradually quietly, people raised their heads, waiting for the boss to say something, and in reason that the current situation, he should say something.
"I...you", Dao Dali's eyes paused, as if he was thinking about it for a moment, and finally said: "You have a bright future."
Still the mantra of the younger brother in daily life, this time still listened to it, but it was not shouted out loud as usual, but said with emotion.
After Said Dali, I turned around, entered the house, and went upstairs.
"Maybe he was afraid of crying in front of everyone." Everyone looked at it, thinking, in fact, at this moment, many people wanted to cry in the days when they ran in the valley.
"Quick, quick, give me a bandage." In the room on the third floor, Dao Boss rolled up his clothes, exposing the open wound on his abdomen, and urged anxiously.
"We don't know this either."
He Tangtang was embarrassed. Of course, the general battlefields were temporarily bandaged, but in that case, the doctor was re -processed, and now it is no longer the battlefield, and the hospital is not far away.
"Just go to the hospital to bandage?" He Tangtang suggested.
"No need, just a little injury ..." The boss of the sword said.
"This is still a little injury?!" Wen Jifei stretched his fingers and said, "It's almost collapsed into a mussel shell! Let's go back to find a doctor, boss."
"Don't stop ... that, look down, the charges are too expensive." The boss of the sword said with red eyes.
Han Qingyu leaned on the wall and threw his head. His injuries were intensifying, and it was difficult to understand. After the battle was over, it was further intensified than when the battle was at the time. If you can't help but care, ask:
"Why, in addition to the surgery fee, are there any charges for subsequent treatment?"
The boss of the knife looked up at him, his eyes were wronged for two seconds, and nodded, "Well, you have to accept it every time, and it is expensive and expensive."
A few in the house: "..."
"It's because you are more difficult to deal with this injury?" Wen Jifei tried to resolve the embarrassment.
"No, Dr. Zhe said, it's because I should still have money." Boss Dao said.
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"What?! I, I want to collect money too?!"
In the operating room of the secret floor of the hospital, Han Qingyu struggled on the operating table.
He suddenly fainted in the room and was sent to wake up after being sent. Now there are many skin in his body that are constantly bleeding and are preparing to deal with it.
"Well, sixty pieces of metal, this injury is very troublesome, and you are very rich now."
Qiu Qiuhong stood on the side of the operating table wearing a white coat, wearing a mask, only showing those eyes that always looked straight at people, nodded.
"Do you want anesthesia? It costs five yuan for anesthesia." She asked.
"But I ... isn't it good, do we also have a shares in the hospital?" Han Qingyu tried to move, the whole body was in pain, and the position left was all blood.
"Well, but the division is divided into division, the charges are charged." Zhan Qiuhong laughed under the mask, and continued: "I was washed and cooking during the time when I was okay, and I still do it now. Isn't the cooperative relationship? "
The body hurts ... Han Qingyu's eyes weak, insisting on saying, "But I have been with each other for so long, can I not talk about each other's feelings?"
"Yes, but don't talk about money when talking about money." Zhen Qiuhong said: "I remember that I borrowed money from you before and wanted to buy two medical equipment. You said, what international jokes to play, the doctor, we don’t, we don’t have Cooked, and I still have hatred with your brother, even if you are familiar with it. "
In the last paragraph, she imitated Han Qingyu's natural tone.
Han Qingyu: "..."
"Thank you for the unjust city and you, let me realize that it is really important. I did something wrong before. I used to treat you with a blue wounded. To be the richest people in the unrealistic city. "
When it comes to the last sentence, Zhen Qiuhong's eyes lit up.
There is no doubt that the current surgical pricing has nothing to do with the difficulty of surgery. The charging standard of Dr. Fighting is the other person's net worth, and Han Qingyu is now a fat sheep.
Zhe Qiuhong just heard that he was seeking compensation from the five major forces, asking each family to pay 200 pieces of metal. Based on this calculation, how much would he score? !
Sixty yuan, sixty yuan! Han Qingyu thought for a while, then said as if he was dead, "Then I won't do anything anymore, and you don't need to save me."
It was impossible for her to really die without saving her, Han Qingyu thought, feeling another wave of severe pain.
"Okay." After answering, Zhe Qiuhong walked aside, took off his gloves behind his back, and said leisurely: "Actually, there is no free way. Do you want to listen to it?"
"...Yeah." Han Qingyu responded, because it really hurt.
"Give me some research on your reproductive cells." Qiu Qiuhong turned back.
"What? What is reproductive cells?! Why do you study it? Why ..."
Han Qingyu asked, asked, asked ... Suddenly I understood what Zhan Qiuhong said, lying on the operating table, and suddenly looked at her in horror.
"It seems that you know?" Zhan Qiuhong made a judgment through his expression, and then calmly said: "At present, our research conclusion is the source of human source integration. You might be different for aliens like you, so I want a little bit to test and study..."
"Then you find Wu Shi."
Han Qingyu interrupted.
"Find Wu Shi, Wu Tiao is very cheating ... Then count for me for free."
Han Qingyu sincerely suggested.
"... I was waiting for him to be injured, but he might not be threatened. He had no weaknesses." Wu Qiuhong looked directly at Han Qingyu.
Han Qingyu: "..." Think about it, it seems to be the truth.
"How about it? Think about it? It's completely harmless to the body, but it's worth sixty source energy blocks."
"……roll."
"Well, then I go out first. By the way, the rental charging standard of this operating room is three metal blocks an hour." She said that she reached out and took a small book, wrote the rental regulations, and tore off a picture and pasted it on the wall. superior.
Then go out.
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Ten minutes later, a long blood trail headed west on the corridor floor outside the operating room. Han Qingyu climbed back to the room, asked Rumei to give him all the five pieces of eternal bones, and then asked her to go out and lock the door.
"Hip, pound ..." The severe pulse feels all over the body.
Like the pain of changing bones, Han Qingyu curled up on the bed and gritted her teeth.
One of the immortal bones gradually became smaller in size.
About the same time, Zhe Qiuhong returned to the operating room...
Take a look at the empty operating table, and then the bloodstains on the ground.
"I'm convinced ... willn't it really be a dragon? Legend has it that dragons like to collect treasures, keep wealth!"
