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Chapter 122 122 Whether the blood is bloody or not depends on the amount of bleeding(2/2)

Thinking back then, they were taken to Yuzhu on the first day, and they were facing these terrifying little things!

"Hurry up, I can't wait, hurry up!" Yuxi shouted excitedly.

Bi Luo gave her a blank look: "What are you urging me to? The night is long, are you still worried about not having time to have fun?"

Yuxi heard her saying "The long night is long", and her little face collapsed.

"Uncle Mu Chen said that I can only play until twelve o'clock. I have to go back to the room after twelve o'clock. You can take out all their fingers before twelve o'clock."

A few low coughs came from all around, but Zhan Muchen was still looking at them calmly.

Cough what? His desire for his woman has never been concealed.

"I understand, what are you urging me? Am I picking a scalpel?"

Only Bi Luo did not understand the ambiguous information contained in the "must go back to the room before twelve o'clock".

She searched for a long time and finally found a knife of the right size.

The two looked at each other, smiled sinisterly, picked up the tray and walked to Li Hong.

Li Hong's scalp was already so numb that he was almost completely unconscious.

At this time, seeing them walking towards them, the blood in their bodies suddenly solidified.

He wanted to speak calmly, but what he said was no different from screaming.

"Don't do anything randomly, killing people will pay your life! You dare... dare... I will definitely... me..."

"Shut up, wait until you can live to see the sun tomorrow!"

It's very verbose, it's really annoying.

Yuxi didn't know where he grabbed a piece of white cloth, and he just covered Li Hong's face with casual hands.

She said caringly: "Don't let him see it yourself, it will scare him."

When the others saw that they were really going to start, they unconsciously leaned towards the high bed where Li Hong was lying.

Ge Yikai even moved two chairs and sat on one by himself.

He threw a handful of it for Zhan Muchen and sat down beside the high bed: "Do you want to give him anesthetic?"

"What anesthetics are used? Anesthetics are very expensive." This young man looked like a product that habitually wasted national resources.

Bi Luo gave him a blank look and then looked back at Murong Jihao.

"Are you sure that even if he was crying and howling here, he wouldn't be alarmed by the police?"

Don’t play with it and suddenly a group of police uncles came. That’s not a fun thing.

So, it doesn't matter if you make sure it again.

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