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271 Severe Injury And Fainting Must Be Caused By Foreigners! (Seek Full Order For Customization)

Aning asked Qin Wanzhi, why are you here?

In fact, this question was also what Qin Wanzhi and Tian Zhen wanted to ask Ah Ning.

But obviously,

No matter which side, which side, it is impossible to tell the truth.

And Fatty Wang is very good at handling these problems, so he laughed like a shit stick,

"It's fate to meet thousands of miles away, but it's hard to hold hands if you don't have the fate."

"Beauty, it seems that we monkeys defecate - very ape dung (fate, so do you want to consider in-depth understanding? For example, length, thickness, hardness, speed, etc.)

Hearing that the fat boy was driving openly, Naive couldn't help but blush, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and go down.

heaven, earth,

Why did I meet such a person and form a small team! 203

You are shameless, don’t others want it too?

Naive and subconsciously retreated a few steps to the side, wanting to clear up the relationship with Fatty Wang.

And with the movement of the position, the angle of view is also slowly moving,

very suddenly,

A very familiar shadow appeared in Wu Tian's eyes, which made him stagger and almost lost his footing.

"Third... third uncle?"

Tian Zhen seemed to see his third uncle, who was being carried by a foreign devil, with a boarding cap on his head covering his face.

Even so, Naive still vaguely recognized it.

He hurried over and lifted the man's hat.

In an instant, a very haggard (ceee), gray-haired, bearded old man's face was imprinted in the innocent line of sight.

This is indeed his third uncle,

After only a few months of seeing each other, the other party seemed to be more than ten years old, and he looked like a tramp.

At this time, Pan Zi also ran over,

It's hard to imagine that the iron-blooded tough guy on weekdays actually has muddy teardrops in his eyes

The third uncle seemed to have sensed it, his body trembled slightly, his mouth showed a small slit, and he murmured "big nephew" or some inaudible words, and then there was no movement.

"Doctor, where is the doctor!?"

Pan Zi and Tian Zhen shouted in unison.

There was no response from the team, and the foreigners and Aning all gathered at Fatty Wang's side, chattering like they were arguing.

"Take off his clothes first." Qin Wanzhi didn't bother with cursing, walked towards Tian Zhen, and said,

"The third master seems to have a high fever. I think he may be injured. Quick, check it out."

So, Tian Zhen and Pan Zi hurried to undress Wu Sansheng.

When they unwrapped it, they were dumbfounded——

Seeing that the third master's chest was full of rotten sores, countless cricket stumps were squeezed under the surface of the skin, the wounds could not heal, and began to fester after a long time.

"!"

"What did these bastards do to the third master!"

Pan Zi couldn't see how the third master suffered, and his temper rushed to his forehead in an instant, wishing to go to pull Aning and punish her severely.

Qin Wanzhi quickly grabbed Pan Zi, and said softly that the situation is unclear now, so don't mess around for now. Moreover, the number of opponents is superior, and everyone has guns and cannons in their hands. It is definitely not wise to act emotionally

After calming Pan Zi's emotions,

Qin Wanzhi walked towards Fatty Wang, pulled back a foreigner, pointed to the unconscious third master and asked,

"How did he become like this? Where did you find him?"

The foreigner showed a surprised expression, as if he didn't understand what happened, he replied,

"It's under this coffin well... When we found him, we thought he was dead, but we didn't expect that he was still breathing and had a pulse."

"The team leader said that this old man knew a lot of information, so he took him along..."

"As for the wounds on his body...we don't know, really.