"Ah - ah! Hiss - it's killing me!! I'm CNM! Son of a bitch! I've ruined you! "

The prickly man covered the stall and jumped with pain. He sat down in the corner of the wall and breathed. All his younger brothers gathered around him and stood beside him. None of them knew what to do.

Gu canzhao swept Lu Xiaolai's shoulder, lips tightly pursed, low eyes looking at her.

At the wound of her left shoulder, bright red blood kept coming out and dyed her shoulder red in an instant.

The folding knife that had been inserted there had disappeared. Now the whole body of the knife was inserted into the life root of the man with the thorn head.

On her right waist, the tip of the machete fell into her skin, but because she couldn't bear the weight, it fell to the ground with a bang, and the blood color spread out a little bit

Lu Xiaolai tilted his head and gave him a weak smile: "smile well, he said that he abandoned me, but I abandoned him."

Gu canzhao couldn't laugh at all. His lips were stiff. He took her two hands and pressed them on her two wounds. He carefully picked her up and walked out of the billiards hall to the previous abandoned car.

The organs in his body seemed to be still vibrating. Lu Xiaolai coughed two times and closed his eyes against his chest.

It's because her body method is not good enough. If she practiced harder when she was a child, she would not give the prickly man any more resistance.

Compared with strong boys, her physical quality is still too weak.

Gu canzhao puts her in the co driver's seat, fastens her seat belt, takes out her mobile phone, calls Dr. Huang and asks him to prepare the emergency room. As she walks to the driver's seat, a small hand grabs the corner of his coat.

"Cough."

Gu canzhao took her hand and fell down.

"Cough, I don't care... But that person... Can't let him go, can't let him hurt others again."

Gu canzhao pressed her hand back to the wound, calmly rejected: "no, go back first."

"It's not over yet. Help me."

Gu can Zhao's eyebrows are full of chagrin, but she has no temper with her sincere eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "if you press the wound well, if you dare to sleep, you will be thrown to the side of the road."

Lu Xiaolai chuckled, nodded cleverly, and held his wound firmly.

There was a lot of traffic at the gate of the market. Gu canzhao started his car and drove back, parking it outside the billiards hall.

Yuanyang's younger brothers have just called an ambulance, and the barbed man is still sitting in the corner screaming. When they see zero, they retreat in fear.

Judging from Lu Xiaolai's behavior, Gu canzhao can probably guess what happened.

He went up to the barbed man, grabbed his arm and pulled it out the door.

The barbed man was dragged on the ground for a while. He staggered and strode up, covered the stall and yelled: "MMP! I love your ancestors! Let me go of you

The aftereffect of visceral damage came, and he spat blood while scolding.

The younger brothers followed, and none of them dared to come forward to help. When they saw him vomit blood, they talked with each other.

"Look, the boss has vomited blood!"

"Can't it be hopeless?"

"Vomit so much blood..."

The prickly man held the blood in his hand and thought he was going to die. He widened his eyes in fear.

Gu canzhao stuffed him into the trunk and closed the door tightly.

The barbed man kept beating and kicking inside, making a bang bang sound, shouting in the trunk: "I'm going to die! Where are you going to take me! Don't send me to the hospital! "

Lu Xiaolai turned his head, blinked at the empty back seat, and said, "go to hell.".