Cold-blooded Marshal Evil Charm Military Doctor

Zhan Qingcheng's head was in a mess, and he was sure that he was shot in the heart by a bullet in a secret battle... Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt that he was being trampled on as if he was an ant.

Being kicked in the back, Zhan Qingcheng spat out a mouthful of blood and groaned in pain. His left hand was bleeding a little, his right hand had been cut several times but he was still holding the scalpel tightly, blurry. I heard a boy's voice, "Don't hit my lady, hit me if you want to hit me..."

Before Zhan Qingcheng understood the situation, he was kicked again, arousing his desire to kill.

Gu Xi was tied up under the cherry blossom tree, his whole body was soaked and smelly, what was poured on him was not water but...

Years of combat experience and stubborn temperament will never let Zhan Qingcheng admit defeat, and desperately opened his eyes and turned over to avoid those disgusting stinky feet.

The strength of this body is too small to use many fighting skills, but he is very familiar with the scalpel!

Tried to stand up, but fell down again due to weakness, and heard those harsh laughter, which made Zhan Qingcheng want to kill them all.

"Crawl, crawl, like a dog. Are all Huaxia people useless? Hahaha..." Kimura Yuriko laughed, looking down at Zhan Qingcheng, feeling very comfortable.

This Huaxia woman can seduce men, even her brother Kimura Kawano is so fascinated that he often comes over to peek at her, damn it!

Others agreed one after another, cursing viciously, scolding China, scolding Zhan Qingcheng... It was only because of wearing a cheongsam that they did it, but they usually beat and scolded the original owner.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't speak, lay down on the ground and recovered a little bit of strength, when it was almost done, he spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with a little mud, sand and blood,

This is Japanese, heh, I can't let those people bully me at any time.Zhan Qingcheng, who was lying on the ground, had some memories of the original owner and finally understood everything.

He was originally a military doctor in the 21st century, but a war accident made him travel to this fictional period of the Republic of China.

At this time, Japan is not called Japan but the country of Wa, and the country of Huaxia is China. The change should not only be the name of the country, but also unexpected by Zhan Qingcheng. Everything here is out of control, which makes Zhan Qingcheng have a different less stress.

The original owner of this body happened to be named Zhan Qingcheng, and he was a hermaphrodite. If he lived in this era, he would definitely be burned to death as a monster.If the original owner's grandma hadn't raised him as a girl with tears in her eyes, she might be dead now.

It was Xiao Xizi who begged for mercy for himself, because slaves cannot have surnames, so the original owner gave Xiao Xizi, Gu Xi, the surname for him.She is only eighteen this year, she looks like a girl, she is very fresh, and she is loyal to the original owner.

Zhan Qingcheng has always protected the inside, whoever touches him will have to pay the price.

Yuriko Kimura kicked it down again, and Zhan Qingcheng quickly cut it off with a sharp scalpel, and used all his strength to cut it to the bone. It looked hideous to the naked eye, and blood dripped on the Flowers of blood bloomed on the cheongsam one after another, but it felt extremely disgusting.

Zhan Qingcheng took a breath, opened his eyes, Kimura Yuriko covered his legs and yelled, and the other three Japanese wives wanted to help.

The other three Japanese wives are the same age as Yuriko Kimura and are not much different from Zhan Qingcheng, but their influence is too far behind, causing Zhan Qingcheng to doubt how he has survived until now, which is a mystery.

Zhan Qingcheng felt that something was wrong, put his hands on the ground and exerted force on his legs and feet, stood up staggeringly, grabbed the injured Yuriko Kimura's hair with his body, and then directly pulled it over, and stabbed it directly with the knife. heart.

With a puff, the sound of a knife piercing into the heart, Yuriko Kimura stared at Zhan Qingcheng in disbelief with wide-eyed eyes, and died.When Zhan Qingcheng saw Yuriko Kimura died, he directly pushed her to the ground, and looked at the three Japanese wives in front of him with disdain.

A man wearing a mask and wearing a black kimono came over, clapped his hands, and spoke in Japanese: "Are all the women in Huaxia so vicious?"

The man's eyes were sharp, and his aura didn't look simple. His intuition told Zhan Qingcheng that something was wrong.

Zhan Qingcheng panted lightly, dizzy and couldn't hold on anymore, he shook his head desperately to wake himself up, and the scalpel in his hand shook.

The big deal is to fight to the death, even if you die, you still have to hurt the enemy by [-], so why not hurt yourself by [-]?

Zhan Qingcheng sneered, speaking Mandarin, regardless of whether he could understand it or not, he asked mockingly: "Are all the women in the Japanese country so cheap?"

The man never thought that Zhan Qingcheng would say that, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again.He glanced at the three women who were still alive.

"As you can see."

The three women from the Japanese country showed panic expressions when they saw the man coming, and ran away in a hurry.

It seems that this man should be in a high position, but if he will come to this small medical school today, something will happen here. This matter must not be simple, Zhan Qingcheng guessed.

I like the scalpel not only because it can save people, but also when it is important, it can give the enemy a fatal blow. This is why Zhan Qingcheng likes the scalpel.

With his back turned to the man, Zhan Qingcheng walked to untie Gu Xi's rope, and picked up Xiao Xizi who was beaten to death and passed out. He didn't dislike his smell, and put Xiao Xizi's hand on his shoulder reply.

"Since your Excellency thinks so, there is no doubt that this Japanese woman is cheap. If someone denies that this Japanese woman is cheap, please come out and prove it."

Miyamoto Jingming was choked by these words, and he didn't know what to refute. It was the first time he was treated like this when he grew up, and he was speechless when he was told by a young girl.

Miyamoto Jingming looked at Zhan Qingcheng holding Xiaoxizi's lower plate unstable and wobbling, and said in a strange way: "Women of Huaxia Kingdom, you need help."

Hearing this, Zhan Qingcheng stopped and snorted coldly: "Women in Huaxia don't need help from people in Wa."

Miyamoto raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhan Qingcheng's back. The moon-white peony cheongsam was already crumpled at this time, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Zhan Qingcheng or that Yuriko Kimura whose blood had already stained more than half of the cheongsam. .

His slender legs were covered with bruises and scars, and the shoes he was wearing were nowhere to be seen. They looked about 1.6 meters seven, and his long blood-stained hair...

The cherry blossoms are falling with the wind, which is really heart-warming when viewed from a distance.

Soft and cool, pleasant to hear and crisp, but stubborn like a wild horse, free and easy.

This made Miyamoto Jingming's view of women in Huaxia Kingdom change for the first time, but he wanted to speed up his plan to invade Huaxia Kingdom.