Magical Strategist

"Xiaopi, long time no see!"

"Uncle Lei, how are you doing lately? Hey, what's wrong with your face?" Piro asked.

"Being scratched by a mad dog is nothing serious. By the way, why are you here?" Watson said.

"I happened to be passing by and came to see you, senior." Piro said with a smile.

"Thank you, kid, for remembering me. Now that you've come to my place, don't be in a hurry to go back. Please get drunk tonight." Watson put his arm around Piro's shoulders, and the two brothers were so good that they dragged him to drink.

"Haha, could Uncle Lei want to get me drunk again, and then get the perfect thunder method from me?" Piro raised his eyebrows.

"In other words, does Watson look like that kind of person?"

"Like! But when it comes to drinking, you will never be able to drink from that person."

"Who?"

"I'll call him here right now." Piro rushed out of the clinic and pulled Babidi in who was waiting at the door.

When Watson saw Babidi, he was immediately ecstatic, and his square face twisted into a triangle. Babidi couldn't hold back the ecstasy of being reunited after a long separation. He always kept a straight face but also grinned.

"Brother, you're fine!" Watson was a big man and strong, and his two thick arms "snapped" and put them on Babidi's shoulders. It's okay to ride on it, and it swings desperately twice. While shaking it, he also said: "Guano, I miss you so much."

Babidi was small and thin, and a disabled person with a broken arm. His bamboo pole-like body could not withstand Watson's rough treatment. He leaned forward and almost fell. Fortunately, Babidi was born as a swordsman and had a strong waist, so he could barely hold on. "You're still the same, shit."

When Watson heard this, he laughed and said, "No one has called me that for a long time, and I feel very cordial."

Jasmine and Piro on the side started whispering in private. "Why didn't I know they had such disgusting nicknames?"

Piro replied: "You are ignorant. Before the "Firefox" Knights were abolished, they were a pair of famous golden partners. Of course, except for the two of them, no one else would dare to call each other such a nickname. That’s what it’s called.”

"Is this happening?" Jasmine focused on the Watson brothers again.

"Rotten guano, can you please lower the employment fee? The starting price is 10 blue diamonds, why don't you grab it?" Watson complained.

Babidi retorted: "That's bullshit. Strength is directly proportional to employment wages. Why do you only have 1 blue diamond and I want 10 blue diamonds? Do you still need me to explain the reason?"

Watson said: "You mean, I'm not as good as you?"

"Need me to explain?" Babidi replied with contempt in his eyes.

Watson rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was getting ready for a fight. He shouted, "Do you want to fight? Don't rely on me being disabled to beat you."

Babidi was calm and calm, with a calm expression without any ripples. He said calmly: "Even though I have broken my arm, there is absolutely no problem in beating you."

"Go ahead, I've been wanting to beat up your disobedient little brother for a long time." Watson yelled.

Babidi didn't show any weakness and responded: "What can a piece of stinky shit do?"

Jasmine saw that something was wrong. She had just been in tears after seeing each other again for a long time. Why was she suddenly about to start a fight? She tugged at the corner of Piluo's clothes and said, "Go and persuade him quickly, or we'll really get into a fight."

Piro smiled and said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, I guarantee they won't fight."

.........

So...

Ten minutes have passed......

Watson and Babidi were still arguing so hard that neither of them would give in.

"Come on, do it." Watson said with a red face.

"Then do it." Babidi said sweating profusely.

"You do it first, and I'll do it later," Watson said again.

"You don't dare to take action, how can I do it?" Babidi asked again.

"Bah, you don't dare to do it." Watson continued

"..." Jasmine wondered where the two uncles got their energy from. They had been arguing for so long and they didn't feel tired. I even felt tired.

"Let me tell you, there will definitely be no fight." Pillow said with a smile.

"Give up, please give up!!!"

At this time, four nurses came over carrying a stretcher.

I saw the real dragon lying flat on it, once again wrapped like a mummy.

Piro hurried forward and asked: "Doctor, how is my brother's injury?"

The old doctor said with a smile: "Fortunately, you sent it in time. The snake venom did not attack the heart. Now the toxin has been removed. I only need to change the dressing on time every day and I will be cured in less than a week."

"Thank you." After Piro thanked him, he walked to the real dragon. Seeing my brother lying there weakly, I felt a little uncomfortable.

The real dragon opened his eyes, looked at Piro, and cried weakly: "Brother..."

Piro nodded slightly and asked concernedly: "How are you doing? Are you feeling better?"

Zhenlong replied softly: "It's much better, it's just... the pain is severe..."

Piro reminded: "Just rest in peace and recuperate these days."

This time, thanks to Piro's rescue, he saved his life, otherwise he would have died in Bai Fei's hands. The real dragon was silent for a while and then asked: "Where is the Moon Goddess? Is she safe now?"

"Why are you mentioning her when she's injured like this? This woman is very dangerous. Don't have anything to do with her in the future, you know?" Piro said.

The real dragon still refused to give up, and still asked reluctantly: "Tell me first, did you stop that bastard Bai Fei?"

"of course."

"Great!" Zhenlong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Piro replied that it was undoubtedly the best painkiller. The wound was still painful, but now it miraculously healed.

At this time, the four nurses responsible for carrying the stretcher couldn't help but speak. The two brothers talked about each other for a long time, and their arms were sore and numb that they could no longer hold on. "Sir, have you thought about how to arrange the patient? Shouldn't it be carried by us women all the time?"

Piro frowned, letting his brother sleep in the tent would definitely not work. So I decided to find Watson to be accommodating, but I saw that the quarrel between Huang Jing's partners was still in full swing:

"Do it, do it if you dare!"

"If you move, I will move. Come on!"

Ahem! Piro coughed twice, cut into the "fierce fight" between the two, and said respectfully: "Sorry to bother you, it's like this. The boy over there is my brother, and he needs a decent ward to recuperate now. Uncle Lei , see if you can arrange it..."

"Rotten bird poop, you just don't have the guts." "Stinky shit, if you have the guts, just come over here. Isn't that the one who is nagging in the room a man?" "What did you say? Who is not a man?" "What's wrong with you? , hit me!" The two of them were still arguing endlessly, completely treating Piro as nothing.

Piro's forehead couldn't help but have three black lines hanging down. He thought that he shouldn't be polite to them, so he took a deep breath and his chest swelled greatly, like a balloon that had been inflated to its limit. Finally, he shouted: "That's enough!!!"

The sound was deafening, with the potential to shatter the world. The entire hospital, and even the entire town of Watson, trembled.