Cold-blooded Marshal Evil Charm Military Doctor

Yamada Ono's action requires seriousness, not letting go of the slightest clue, even if it is an illusion created by the strong wind.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't dare to show his anger, for fear of being noticed by Yamada Ono, not because he didn't want to fight, but because he would scare the snake like this.

The snow was very cold and icy, and the clothes all over my body were already soaked in the snow. When the wind blew, it became colder and I got goose bumps.

Takeshi Yamada yawned, he hated winter, he hated winter.

Yamada Xiaowu felt that Yamada Ono was too cautious, the wind and snow were so strong that even people could be blown away, who would come to this desolate place.

Yamada Ono didn't find any clues, and went back following the pace of Yamada Xiaowu, maybe he was too cautious.

The footsteps near my ears gradually faded away until they disappeared, and then Zhan Qingcheng came out of the snow and sneezed a few times.

It's so cold and I feel hot all over. Is this a fever?

This body is weak, and it is lucky that he did not faint after being buried in the snow for so long. He found a solid thick branch and held it in his hand to support this weak body to move on.

It was strange that there was no one in this area. Although it was far away from the town, it was not so deserted.

A tall and bearded man, wearing a tiger skin, stepped down and made a deep print on the snow. He looked at Zhan Qingcheng in shock, as if he didn't expect to meet anyone here.

"Where did you come from? Hand over the money to let you go."

This can't help but remind Zhan Qingcheng of a sentence, I opened this road, I planted this tree, if you want to pass by from now on, stay and buy road money.

Zhan Qingcheng is rich, no matter where he goes, he will keep some private treasury, he understands the importance of money too much, but it is useless to use the money just for such a "passing by".

It's okay for him to stop after taking the money, but some people are greedy, and after giving this, it's inevitable that another person will come out in the next section.

Zhan Qingcheng raised his head, glanced lightly, and lowered the brim of his hat, "No."

The big man didn't expect such a thin boy

He suddenly rushed over to grab the money, but Zhan Qingcheng dodged and beat him with a stick.

Go down with one stick and pick your legs to hit. You have tiger skin on your body and it’s hard to hit. The second stick is on your head. It’s really hard to hit. Even if you don’t have that much strength now, a fall in this ice and snow is enough to make people hurt even more. up.

Da Meng was beaten blindly, blood was drawn on his face, and he made a plan: "Little brother, don't hit, don't hit, I was wrong, I will let you go."

As soon as he said this, he got another stick. This road was originally for people to walk, so why did he let people go?

Zhan Qingcheng didn't bother with him anymore, he sweated after beating him and became weaker, so he let him go temporarily.

After all, he didn't murder and set fire, and his money was still good, so there was no need to kill a person.

After Zhan Qingcheng walked a few steps, Dameng rushed over, threw Zhan Qingcheng to the ground and beat him fiercely, "You don't want to save face, I insist on beating you, hand over the money and spare you half of it." Life."

It was when he was weak that he was beaten a few times, and his internal injuries were all beaten out. Zhan Qingcheng didn't want to kill him at first, but now keeping him alive is a disaster for the world.

Carefully took out his scalpel and stabbed him in the backhand, the knife was inserted very deep in the abdomen, quickly pulled out the knife, turned over and added another knife, trembling to get up, it was very difficult.

Dameng's eyes turned white, and he pointed his fingers firmly in the direction of Zhan Qingcheng, dying in peace or still breathing.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't intend to make up the knife, so he peeled off the tiger skin on Dameng's body, rolled him down the hillside with some strength, and let the snow on the branches bury him.

The old woman with gray hair and a little girl behind her witnessed all this, without saying a word, the little girl opened her mouth in shock.

The two wore thin clothes, their lips were purple from the cold, and their bare feet were covered with chilblains.

Only then did Zhan Qingcheng realize that this girl has no tongue, so the old woman also has no tongue, why is that!

The little girl knew that Zhan Qingcheng had noticed her mouth, so she quickly closed it.

It was getting late, not to mention that this body was about to lose its hold, and wanted to find a place to rest, so he walked to the old woman.

"Mother-in-law, can I stay for one night?"

The old lady looked at Dameng's body and nodded. The little girl was a little afraid that there was blood on Zhan Qingcheng's clothes and hands.

Zhan Qingcheng leaned over to wash his scalpel with snow, wiped it with his clothes and hid it with special care, smiled at the little girl and put on the tiger skin for her. He doesn't smile often, but the little girl is so afraid of him Real numbers shouldn't.

In the eyes of the little girl, this is a wolf in sheep's clothing, and she is even more afraid of following the old woman every step of the way. Zhan Qingcheng feels that she is really guilty.

Zhan Qingcheng followed them to a thatched hut, which was full of firewood. There was only one bed covered with hay and two old quilts on it, which looked like a firewood house.

Zhan Qingcheng couldn't stand it any longer, and fainted. In a daze, someone fed him medicine, which was very bitter.

He wants to vomit out of bitterness, he is afraid of bitterness, in modern times he always takes pills, if it is bitter granule, he will never take it.

Therefore, his mother smiled and said, "You are so afraid of suffering, you went to study medicine, and you smell like medicine every day. Why are you looking for hardship?"

Zhan Qingcheng doesn't know why he prefers to fight for studying medicine than to study medicine. He likes the feeling of driving a tank, and also likes the excitement of sniping and headshot.

Friends all said: It's a pity, I came to be a military doctor.

He likes the scalpel in his hand, it is very magical, it can save people or kill people, just in one thought.

The noise outside disturbed the sleeping Zhan Qingcheng, frowned and opened his eyes.

"Is our food good or not? Don't worry about everyone, be careful when you cook and eat!"

The old woman and the little girl quickly took out the food, and the cursing of those people gradually stopped, and they should be drinking and having fun.

These are bandits?Then the two of them, Zhan Qingcheng, can be saved even if they don't want to. If they stay here, they will starve to death or freeze to death, and he can't just leave it alone.

The old woman and the little girl came back after half an hour, and they brought some leftovers. They cleaned off the bones and started eating.

Zhan Qingcheng is incapable of accepting, even if his stomach is empty, he can't eat it.

The old woman knew what he was thinking, and brought out a bowl of porridge that was still smoking. There was a corner in the bowl, which seemed to be a broken bowl, and the old woman was reluctant to throw it away.

Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the old woman's hesitant expression, and guessed: "Did you cook these secretly?"

The old lady put the bowl in Zhan Qingcheng's hands and nodded, then she didn't care about him anymore, it's time for her to go out and clean up the dishes.