Alien Arms Dealer

Wen Xiuyuan is a feminine person, and his physical condition is not very good, not to mention that he dragged two injured people, and after running for a distance, he was so tired that he was sweating and couldn't run anymore.

"Hoohoo..." Wen Xiuyuan sat on a huge rock, gasping for breath, "Um...I...I can't run anymore

! "

Xiao Chengdao: "No way! I've only run so far, I'm afraid he will catch up soon!"

Wen Xiuyuan frowned and said, "But, I really can't run anymore..."

Xiao Cheng saw that his cheeks were flushed and sweat was streaming down his cheeks. He might be really tired, so he said, "Your physique is really poor! You are so tired after just running a few steps. Don't stay at home and make medicine all the time. , you should move around and exercise your body!"

Wen Xiuyuan was a little ashamed by what he said, and kept his head down in silence.

"Chengcheng..." Fanfan whimpered, and slowly leaned towards Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng saw that his face was covered with blood, and that handsome face was already swollen out of shape, so he stretched out his intact left hand and wiped the stains on his face, "Does it hurt?"

Mo Ziqing shook his head, with a silly smile on his face, "It doesn't hurt! If Cheng Cheng rubs it for me, it won't hurt anymore!"

Xiao Cheng looked at the foolish young man in front of him, and it was hard to imagine that this person would be the rumored Mo Ziqing, the patriarch of the Mo family who once scolded the house for a while.A person who is born with a superior status and outstanding ability is indeed easily hated by others. He can completely guess that Mo Ziqing was framed by others, and the poison in him did not accumulate overnight. The person who can poison him must be an acquaintance, or in other words, someone close to him, who may be from the Mo family, or his subordinates.The fact that Mo Ziqing went mad and killed so many people was [-]% due to poisoning.

For some reason, thinking of this, Xiao Cheng felt distressed for this person.

"Cheng Cheng..." Mo Ziqing looked at Xiao Cheng in a daze, tilted his head and called him.

Xiao Cheng came back to his senses and said to Wen Xiuyuan: "Doctor Wen, please help me to connect the bones of my hand!"

Wen Xiuyuan nodded, walked up to Xiao Cheng, reached out and groped his right wrist bone, and then pressed hard, the pain made Xiao Cheng dizzy, he endured no screams, but let out a muffled Hmph, drops of cold sweat dripped from his pale face.

After Wen Xiuyuan connected the wrist bones for him, he couldn't help but said: "I said... why are you so easily injured? From the very beginning when you met you, you were injured so badly, and then your waist was broken again. With a broken hand, how come you have so many disasters!" Xiao Chengyu died, "Probably because of bad luck!"

Wen Xiuyuan took out some more wound medicine, wiped Mo Ziqing, and said, "And you, why are you so reckless! My second... Lei Mingya is such an easy person to deal with, you are a person whose spiritual veins are blocked A useless person, dare to confront him head-on?"

Xiao Cheng stretched his wrist and said: "I remember you, Doctor Wen, said before that your parents are dead, but now you have become the son of the Lei family, and the master Lei is actually your father." ..."

Before Xiao Cheng could finish his sentence, Wen Xiuyuan had sullen eyes, "He's not my father! I don't have such a father!"

"Oh——" Xiao Cheng looked at him with great interest. It seems that the father-son relationship between Wen Xiuyuan and Lei Mingze is not good, they are almost like enemies!