[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Yamabuchi felt as if he had strayed into some third-rate film crew, and he was filming the plot of the domineering president Xiao Baihua. The person who had pulled him into the alley just now had a sorry expression on his face, and pulled Yamabuki a little harder to let him go. He stood in the back position, then bullied himself, and fought with the man in black.

So what the hell is this at play?Yamabuchi felt that there should be a huge question mark on his head. If this person was really sorry, he shouldn't have dragged him, an innocent passerby, into the battle just now.

However, this person chose to turn the original human shield into a person to be protected at the last moment?

Meow meow meow?I really don't understand this operation, you people in this world really know how to play it.

Yamabachi played the role of a bewildered passerby honestly, sticking to his own setting and took two steps into the alley. He watched the wound on the long-haired man who was called "Flying Dragon" by the man opposite There were more and more people coming, his face became paler, and his originally vigorous pace also faltered.

"Feel sorry."

This person first said a sentence in Chinese, and then switched to Japanese. With his guilt-filled eyes, people who saw this scene felt a faint sadness.

It's just that Yamabukiri is a fusangshin, so he is excluded.

After Feilong was ready to be stabbed in the heart with a knife, he closed his eyes, thinking that his life ended in an unnamed corner of this land, which was extremely ironic.

Then he heard a sound like gurgling water, and it still sounded from behind him.

"It's still 15 minutes before the end of get off work."

After subtracting the time spent on the road and possible traffic jams, Yamabuchi felt that he would be late, and now he could only hope that Sankazuki and the others were working overtime every day, so they could delay their return to Honmaru by an hour.

"Is this man so frightened that he has become a fool?" One of the men in black unceremoniously satirized Yamabuaki. Ten, I didn't see that little boy just standing in the corner without moving.

I think about it, I should say something now.

Yamabagiri took off his sunglasses and hung them on his chest. Under the shocked eyes of the crowd opposite, he slowly pulled out his body from the palm of his hand. In order not to let himself be published in the newspaper tomorrow, he also switched to the posture with the back of the sword facing down, ready to put the All these people were stunned.

The dull sound of heavy objects hitting the ground one after another.

"Now is the time to witness miracles."

The last man in black also fell to the ground, looking dying.

"...But it seems a bit late?"

Feilong looked at the person who was still threatening his life just now, lying in the alley like dumplings in a frying pan, lying in a haphazard manner in an alleyway, his tense breath suddenly let out, and he fell backwards.

trouble.

Yamabuchi looked at the stranger who was leaning in his arms, and now he really began to worry about what to do with him. It is said that people with gunshot wounds will be called to the hospital. There was an investigation in the bureau, and he was just one of the people involved, so he really didn't want to take this trip.

He calmly called the interrogator.

Or the video kind.

"People are here."

After making a simple disguise, Yamabukiri managed to find a clean place and put the fainted flying dragon there.

What, you thought Yamabuchi would let this man rest on his shoulder?

No, no, how could our Yamabuchi be someone who can show endless kindness to strangers—it’s not Cangli’s soft-hearted Totoro—of course he used the method he thought was most convenient.

Qingguang stepped on the box and jumped down, twisting abruptly in the air, so that the foothold changed from the man in black to the ground. No wonder Yamabachi piled up so many boxes at the entrance of the alley to cover people's sight. I saw it, it was definitely a scene that caused great panic.

Of course, this should also be thanks to the city people who are indifferent to things other than themselves, otherwise, as early as when the men in black appeared, the roaring police cars would appear behind them.

"I thought something happened to you, but it turned out that you ran out early to go shopping and a hero came to save the beauty?"

Looking at Feilong's face in the clear light of the moon, although it is not as cute as my own, this kind of tough lines and lean body seem to be a very popular type in this world.

"I didn't go shopping." Yamabuchi shook his head, "Did the judge say how to deal with this person?"

The people in black who have changed their positions several times and stacked on top of each other have been knocked out several times by Yamabukiri, and now the back of their necks are all black and black, their brows are tightly frowned, maybe they are having a nightmare of decapitation Maybe.

"The intelligence network of the friend who entrusted the trial has already identified the identity of this person. It seems to be a character similar to a local snake in Hong Kong."

"so."

Yamabuchi gave a casual hum, patted the ashes off his clothes, and was about to step on the box and jump out.

"...Wait, you saved the person, so you have to take part of the responsibility anyway." Qing Guang looked at the mixture of dust and blood all over Feilong's body with some disgust, and the precipitation of time made him feel even more uncomfortable. Comfortable dark color, "The car is parked at the entrance of the alley, please help me."

"So complicated."

Shanba had put his sunglasses back on at some point, and the way he folded his arms around his chest really looked like the president of a company: "Why don't you leave it here?"

Anyway, he could see the other party's physical fitness, and he wouldn't die if he slept here for one night.

"The examiner said that Candlestick Cut's next trip will be in Hong Kong, so it's convenient to set up a line for him in advance."

If it wasn't for this, Feilong would probably die in this alley.

Since it was Cangli's order, even if he didn't want to, Yamabukiri finally chose to take action. He carried the flying dragon on his shoulder, and the unconscious flying dragon coughed out a large mouthful of dark red blood.

Qingguang felt the strong disgust from his little partner, so he had no choice but to coax him: "Okay, okay, the stretcher is in the car, just put him on it in a while."

"Do you feel dirty? Don't worry, there are spare replacement clothes in the car, and I will let you change into a new set immediately."

Yamabagiri's mood eased somewhat.

"are you awake?"

Feilong felt the warm sunshine, and the faint scent of flowers in the air was completely different from the last place he remembered. The sense of crisis rising in his heart forced him to quickly open his eyes.

"Looks like it's alright."

Yao Yan put down the medicine bottle in his hand, and pointed to the drip next to him: "You can pull out the needle yourself after the medicine is finished."

After getting an affirmative reply, Yaoyan pushed open the door naturally and went out, leaving Feilong alone looking at the neat environment around him, falling into endless confusion.

Could it be that after being rescued by that person yesterday, he got good treatment again?

The cool feeling on the wound, as well as the pain that he couldn't feel at all, reminded him how good the wound medicine he had used. Flying Dragon, who thought he was going to die, felt that he could only use the will to brighten another village in his current situation. Described, holding that stranger by instinct yesterday was the most correct decision in his life.

Yamabukiri stood outside the door, with a bowl of porridge and two or three dishes of side dishes on the tray in his hand.

So why do I have to do this kind of thing here, and even ask him to do the follow-up of taking care of the patients. Could it be that I was forced to receive the pot that fell from the sky?

"Cough, cough, cough."

For some reason, the flying dragon suddenly started coughing, Yamabuchi sighed lowly, human beings are fragile.

"Don't move."

Putting the tray on the table first, Yamabuchi walked quickly to the window and pulled the glass to block the wind from blowing in: "Is it better now?"

"You are... ah, the one from yesterday!"

Obviously, the hair color has changed back to Yamabugiri's original golden color, Feilong still called out Yamabugiri's identity like a divine help: "Can you tell me your name, just call me Feilong."

"Can I eat it by myself?"

Yamabuchi ignored the other party's question, pulled up a chair and sat in a corner of the ward.

Feilong looked at his half of the medicine bottle left, and shook his head.

"It tastes faster when it's cold."

Taking out his notebook and pen, Yamabugiri wrote the outline of the new story. He still likes to use this method to make a simple record, and fill in the rest when he returns to his home.

Feilong felt the cold wind and snowflakes drifting past him.

"When your injury recovers, someone will be arranged to take you back." Satisfied, Yamabuchi said what should have been said just now, "Heal your injury well."

The rest of the negotiations will be handled by other people. It was Tsurumaru who said that the rescued people would feel extremely at ease when they saw their savior, so he came here to send off Fan's role, but the other party didn't seem to be particularly relieved. It seems that Tsurumaru didn't say a word of truth.

Tsurumaru, who was hiding in the tree outside the ward, tried his best to cover his mouth, looking like he was about to laugh until he died, unlike Yamaba, he could naturally see the expectation in Feilong's eyes, that was wanting to be more with Shanba Don't say a few words, such as starting with a simple self-introduction, and get closer to the relationship a little bit.

As a result, Yamabuchi ended the topic with a blank expression.

"Hahahahaha..." Seeing that Yamabukiri finally left the room, Tsurumaru laughed loudly and fell directly from the branch, but he didn't care about the height, and continued to support the tree after falling to the ground laugh.

"No, no, no, in order to gain more convenience for the candle holder, I will work hard in the future."

Patting his cheeks and showing a convincing smile, Tsurumaru felt that he had finally learned the correct way to deal with different people, and the next display would be a test of his learning results .

Don't worry, God judge, I will definitely let the candlestick cut to be able to walk sideways in Hong Kong.

Tsurumaru, who was gearing up to fight, pushed open the door of the ward with a confident face.

Candlestick, who was doing basic exercises, paused, and the smooth movement of cutting the knife stopped, and the tofu was only cut in half.

"What's the matter?" The friend who was doing the same exercise also stopped, "Could it be a headache for next week's exchange meeting, it's just going to Hong Kong, don't be nervous, if your family has something to buy You can buy things there, it’s cheaper than other places, and it’s complete.”

"No, it was just a sudden, a little palpitation."

The feeling of stopping the cutting of the candlestick soon disappeared. It was a pity that he looked at the shredded tofu in his hand, which could only be said to be semi-finished. to leave.

Rare.Lan Jinghuan shook his head. This training madman actually has time to take the initiative to rest. As a good friend... I really want to rest, but if I let my grandfather know that I am lazy again, he will definitely cut me in half with a knife of.

So Lan Jinghuan could only continue with a bitter face.

"But when it comes to shopping." Candlestick thought thoughtfully, "Maybe we should really ask them."

Especially what happened recently, be sure to ask clearly.