[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying table pets change all over

Confronting the clown again, Tang Su was calmer than he thought.

He didn't look into the clown's eyes, but glanced up and down, taking a quick look at his clothes.

The slightly messy suit, the face is painted too white as before, and the leather shoes under the feet are not suitable for mountain roads, but there is still not much dust on them.

This place is already deep in the mountains and forests, and there are fallen leaves and dead branches everywhere. Even if you are agile, you will not be as clean as him when you get here... Unless you are carried by someone like Tang Su, but thinking about it, you know it is impossible .

Reminiscent of the accident that the clown said, something flashed in Tang Su's mind. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Where is my phone?"

"Of course it was taken down." The clown said with a smile in his tone, "It's a pity that there is nothing inside."

Tang Su said calmly, "Really?"

He took one step forward, another step, and when he was only one step away from the clown, the knife that had been spinning in the clown's hand was aimed at him.

"What do you want to do?" The clown raised his eyebrows, his tone exaggerated: "You have great courage, child, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Su suddenly ignored the blade and took a step forward, grabbing his wrist.

Blood slipped from the blade, but Tang Su raised his head and bent his lips towards him.

A blue light flashed.

Something fell to the ground, Gululu turned around twice, it was his cell phone.

There is no trace of wear and tear on the mobile phone, and there is no trace of being dismantled. It still looks brand new in the hand.

The wound on the shoulder was not deep, Tang Su took a look and ignored it, turned on the lock screen, and sure enough saw the clown in a room.

It was a warmer room than he had imagined. The clown stood in the room. The Q version of him was more like a white dumpling, with green hair fluffy and fluffy, and the red mark at the corner of his mouth became much cuter.

But Tang Su still didn't soften his heart, and went directly to the mall to buy a rope that couldn't be moved, tied him tightly and threw him on the bed.

The clown broke out into a sharp and piercing laughter inside. This sound came from the phone speaker, and even brought a trace of irregular electrical sound, which was extremely penetrating.

Tang Su was caught off guard, pressed the volume button a few times, and turned off the external and mobile phone's unilateral sound, and then he was relieved.

The clown was caught so easily. He still felt a little unbelievable. He squeezed the phone and slowed down for a while, then raised the volume slightly and asked, "Ailavi, are you there?"

The woods are very quiet, only the rustling of the fallen leaves in the wind.

No one showed up.

Tang Su asked again, but there was still no reply, so she could only sigh softly, leaning against the tree and waiting for Steve to come back.

Steve came back sooner than he thought, probably thanks to the Joker's shrill laugh.The terrifying laughter almost echoed in the woods, and Steve, who has four times the hearing, naturally heard it clearly, and immediately accelerated his pace and rushed back.

He first saw Tang Su standing by the tree alone, and let go of his heart, and then immediately saw the blood on the boy's shoulder, and frowned: "You are hurt."

"Small injury." Tang Su shook her head, and added: "It's just a flesh injury, the wound is not deep, it's probably to the extent of scratching your hand while chopping vegetables."

Steve didn't listen to him, and pressed the person down to examine the wound carefully. It was indeed not deep, but it was not as shallow as Tang Su said.

"What happened?" he asked.

"The clown suddenly appeared." Tang Su raised his phone, his eyes sparkling: "But I found out that he brought my phone, so I tied him into it."

He solved the serious problem in his heart, and the phone was back in his hand, his tone could not stop being excited.

Steve's sharp gaze swept across the screen of his mobile phone, paused on the clown who was tied up with a rope, and saw a bloody knife falling on the floor of the room: "He is the one who stabbed you ?”

"En." Tang Su could never say that he bumped into it on his own initiative.

After all, the clown is full of tricks. Although he has the cell phone on the clown, he doesn't know if the other party will allow him to touch him, so he just caught the clown by surprise, touched him for a moment, and activated the phone's energy.

The boy's face was full of sincerity, but Steve still had some doubts.

The angle of the wound seemed to be pierced straight in. If it was scratched accidentally, it shouldn't be like that.But Tang Su didn't say anything, so he didn't ask for a while, just said: "In this case, let's go to the highway and wait for Tony to come."

"Those two people solved it?" Tang Su's eyes widened.

It always feels like Steve has just left, which is too fast.

"Those two people were probably injected with failed serum test products." Steve shook his head: "The physical fitness and fighting skills are much worse than those who have fought before."

He probably felt that Tang Su was walking too slowly, so he stopped after speaking and picked him up directly.

With no worries at this time, Tang Su had enough time to think wildly.

Steve still held him in that child-holding position, lifted him up with one hand, and wrapped his arms around his knees, as if he could just slide down a little and sit on his back. On the opponent's strong arm.

Feeling ashamed just thinking about it, Tang Su sniffed and lay on Steve's shoulder.

"Does it hurt?" Steve asked him.

"It doesn't hurt." Tang Su said obediently.

He was as quiet as a chicken, leaning on his big chest muscles, obviously everything was safe, but his heart beat faster because of inexplicable tension.

The wind swept over his cheeks, blowing away the blush on his face, but the pounding heartbeat could not be concealed.

Steve, who was on his way, noticed this abnormality. He stretched out his other hand and touched Tang Su's forehead: "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

It is suspected that there is poison on the clown's knife.

Naturally, Tang Su couldn't tell him, because this posture aroused people's imagination, so she responded vaguely.

At some point, the sun in the sky hid in the clouds. At first, the raindrops were very thin, and it wasn't until Tang Su hit the tip of his nose that he realized that it was raining.

Steve was about to walk out of the woods at this time, he looked at the sky and frowned: "It looks like it's going to be a heavy rain."

But there is obviously no shelter from the rain around.

The raindrops gradually became denser, and Tang Su's shoulder was injured, and as soon as he got wet by the rain, he subconsciously took a deep breath.

"Don't move." Steve put him down, took off his sportswear jacket and put it on Tang Su's shoulders.

"Your injury can't touch the water, use this to block it."

"Aren't you cold?" Tang Su asked.

In just a short while, Steve's white T-shirt was already wet from the rain, sticking to his body, outlining his flesh-colored muscle lines.

"It's just a little rain." Steve smiled and said, "Use your clothes to block you, and I'll take you to the side of the road. Tony should be there soon."

He picked Tang Su up again, and hurried towards the road at a faster pace.

The rest of the place not blocked by the coat was gradually wet by the rain, Tang Su couldn't help shivering, and tightly wrapped the clothes that seemed to still have Steve's body temperature.

Seemingly sensing that he was cold, Steve then hugged him intentionally or unintentionally.

This is equivalent to almost sticking to Steve's body, but the man's body temperature is very high, like a furnace, a steady stream of heat comes from the joint, Tang Su felt the chill slowly disappear.

After a few minutes, when the rain almost formed a line, they finally reached the side of the road.

There was an RV parked there.

It was Happy driving, his fat face flashing behind the window.

"Why is it an RV?" Tang Su saw it for the first time, got into the car, and looked around curiously.

"Today's weather forecast says it will rain in the afternoon." Happy's voice came from the cab.

The cab here is separate from the back, but there is a small stereo at the back, and the sound is coming from here.

"It started to rain when we were leaving, so we ordered us to change the RV temporarily." Happy continued, with a vivid tone: "That old popsicle doesn't know how to take care of people, and it will definitely make my sweetheart rain. You go and get the RV in the garage." RV driving, ready for a change of clothes. Hurry up, sweetheart will deduct your bonus if she catches a cold."

Speaking of the latter, Tang Su could clearly hear the resentment in Happy's tone, and couldn't help but laugh.

Steve listens and starts rummaging for a change of laundry.

The clothes are hung in the simple closet by the car window. Several sets of clothes are arranged neatly from large to small, and it is very clear whose size they are.

There are no unpacked towels at the bottom of the closet. Steve took two and handed the clothes to Tang Su: "Go and change your pants first, wipe off the water on your body, and I'll go find a bandage to help you wrap it up."

"You don't need to bandage this injury, do you?" Tang Su resisted.

"The wound bleeds all the time and stains the clothes," Steve said.

Indeed, Tang Su looked at the white clothes he handed over, nodded, and took them behind the barrier.

He had a little shoulder injury and couldn't use much force, but it wasn't difficult just changing his pants.However, when he was about to take off his clothes, he encountered a problem.

"I'll help you." After changing his clothes, Steve came over and asked him to raise his arms slowly, peeling off the sweater easily.

After taking off the wet clothes, Tang Su heaved a sigh of relief, and looked down at her wound.

Because it was covered by Steve's coat, the wound barely touched the water, the bleeding had stopped, and there were only traces of dried blood beside it.

"Sterilize first." Steve told him to sit down on the chair, turned out the medicine box, and sighed: "Every time I go out, I will come back with an injury."

"It's not that exaggerated." Tang Su coughed lightly: "It's just a big injury like a thumb cover, it will heal in a few days... Hiss—"

The alcohol cotton ball fell on the wound, and he swallowed the second half of the sentence immediately.

Steve was a little helpless, but also felt distressed: "Be patient, the wound is not serious, and it will heal soon."

He tried his best to lighten the force, quickly sterilized, wrapped the bandage a few times, picked up the shirt and helped Tang Su put it on.

Tang Su kept grinning in pain, and then relaxed a little after bandaging, and set his eyes on Steve.

The other party put on a nondescript white T-shirt, the size was right, but Tang Su couldn't help but think of him in the rain, with his wet clothes sticking to his muscles.