Wang Tiech laughed, patted Chu Tian on the shoulder, then frowned, stared at Chu Tian for a long time, and said in confusion: "How do I remember that the mistress seems to be a girl? No wonder, you are so pretty and more beautiful than a girl."

For a moment, Wang Lingxi, Wu Yuan and others looked at Chu Tian with strange eyes.

What?

Girl?!

Named Wang Sanchu?!

How big is this father’s experience? He gave such a name.

Chu Tian's face turned black, and a thread of black thread appeared on his forehead. He really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. What a fucking thing, it was so embarrassing.

His face turned red for the first time, but soon realized that Wang Tiechao's eyes were not right and his smile immediately understood that this old boy was very clear-headed. He had known that he was a fake, but now he was just angry and gave him a killing stick and teased him. He was so naughty that he became more and more naughty as he got older. This was reliable.

"Uncle Second, are you sick again? You are selfless?!" Chu Tian fought back.

"Uh. Selfless? Haha, maybe... is it."

Two "old" foxes, one old and one young, looked at each other and smiled, tacitly understanding each other. On the side, Wang Lingxi, Wu Yuan and others were confused and confused.

I have a question in my heart, is this guy a man or a woman or not?

"Wu Yuan, count the casualties and clean the battlefield."

Wang Tiechhui said in a deep voice, full of energy, and his voice was like muffled thunder.

He looked solemn, had a dignity and a sense of general demeanor, and was powerful without anger.

"Yes." Wu Yuan straightened his body and replied loudly.

At this time, a group of people rushed in and reinforcements came.

This is a group of black-clothed men like tigers and wolves, all of whom are armed with guns and ammunition, strong body, cold eyes, expressionless face, and a soldier-employed temperament, which is difficult to provoke at first glance.

The leader was a burly young man. Seeing the big pit on the ground, bloodstained and broken limbs, his face was as deep as water, his eyes were filled with eagerness, and his heart was extremely heavy. If that person had any mistakes, it would be a major earthquake.

He walked steadily in front of Wang Tiechhui and said, "Uncle Wang, I brought people here as soon as I received the news. Hum?! Where is the invader?"

"Do you think I'm in trouble...Wangwang, Dahuang, where is my Dahuang? Dahuang, where are you?"

Coincidentally, Wang Tiechu became ill and selfless again, his eyes were distracted and empty, and he became a crazy old man, looking for rhubarb everywhere.

"Hurry, take my dad in."

A strand of black lines appeared on Wang Lingxiying's flawless forehead. She felt a little embarrassed. She sighed helplessly and ordered the medical staff to "invit" her father into the ward.

Then, she nodded to the burly young man and said, "You are one step later, the group of mice have escaped."

"Escape?!" The burly young man was surprised.

Escape?

That means that the man is safe, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said, "Lingxi, Wu Yuan, you go and bandage the wound quickly, and leave it to us."

"Escape?!"

At this moment, a proud and slightly sarcastic voice rang out.

Next to the burly young man, a short-haired girl spoke with a questioning tone, "That is to say, you have repelled the attack of the invaders? But as far as I can tell, the other party is a team of spirit rats in the dark rat nest. The combat power is terrifying and cannot be underestimated. How can you do it?"

"Are you questioning the ability of our Iron Blood Guard?" Wu Yuan said in a deep voice, his eyes cold and his face was very bad. The other members of the Iron Blood Guard were also angry.

"I'm just telling a fact."

"A team of spirit mouse has a combat power of between 18,000 and 23,000, and your combat power is up to 8,000. It is the limit to be able to last until now, let alone knock them back?"

The short-haired girl has a graceful figure, delicate facial features, red lips and white teeth, beautiful eyes and long eyes, and she has a very sharp look. She speaks lightly, not afraid of the anger of Wu Yuan and others.

"You mean, we are not able to defeat the enemy?"

Wang Lingxi was also angry and looked ugly. They fought to the death to kill the enemy, but they were questioned.

"It's theoretically." The short-haired girl smiled with her lips pursed, but her voice was a little cold, saying, "Because, this is how the data is displayed."

"Linglong, say a few words."

The burly man frowned slightly and said to Wang Lingxi. Wu Yuan said, "Linglong just simply analyzes the data and has no other meaning. Since he killed the enemy, it would be better. You are very hurt, go and heal the wound."

"Come on, clean the battlefield." The burly man gave the order, and the group of people behind him were uniformly arranged and began to clean the battlefield.

Um?

he……

Why are you here?

The burly man saw a familiar figure and immediately frowned, walked towards Chu Tian, ​​and said in a deep voice: "How come you are here?"

Chu Tian had a faint smile on his face, lazy, he glanced at the burly man and stopped looking at it, and said lightly, "Do I know you?"

He naturally recognized the burly man, no one else. It was Han Wenqing, the eldest son of the Han family who threatened to throw Chu Tian into Longjiang to feed fish in Renhe Hospital.

But he was too lazy to pay attention.

"Rareless. Who are you? How dare you speak this to me, Brother Wen Qing?"

The short-haired girl called Linglong scolded her. Han Wenqing was her idol. Someone dared to say this to her idol. It was really unforgivable.

"How do I speak? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Chu Tian glanced sideways, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked up and down a few unscrupulously, then withdrew his gaze, shook his head with some interest. The girl's face is quite delicate and her figure is also of the best, but she still has a little bit of it, but she is too far from Xia Lan.

"How dare you look at me like this?" said the short-haired girl Linglong angrily.

"I think I'm going to care about mine, it's all your business."

Chu Tian turned around and walked slowly towards Xiaobailou. He really couldn't be interested in this little brat.

The short-haired girl Linglong is spoiled and very doting on weekdays. She can be said to be soaked in a golden basin. No one dares to disobey her and develops a reckless and arrogant personality.

This guy...

What expressions and eyes?

It’s so hateful, how dare I dislike this lady for not having enough capital.

Whatever people lack, they will care about. The short-haired girl Linglong Xing wants to spit out fire, gritted her teeth, and said, "Come on, arrest me this vulgar madman." wavv

Immediately, several men in black stepped forward.

"I think who dares!" Wang Lingxi shouted.

"Linglong, don't make any noise."

Han Wenqing also spoke out to stop him, and glared at the short-haired girl with anger. The latter felt very wronged and stomped her feet in anger, but surprisingly did not speak.

"Sir, don't you really remember me?"

Han Wenqing spoke, tried to slow down his tone, and said quite politely: "A few days ago, I was eager to save people at Renhe Hospital. I had to offend my husband in words. I would like to forgive me."

That day, he was so impressed by it that the old dean and all the experts said it was helpless. Not long after he entered, the Cobra King poison was really solved, which was shocking.

He guessed that this might be a strange man.

Nani?

How could a person as strong and conceited as Brother Wen Qing apologize to this crazy guy?

Still calling him Mr?

Linglong Xing's eyes widened, feeling incredible. Brother Wen Qing has always been arrogant and conceited. He has never seen him apologize to anyone, at least she has never seen him.

But now, he is apologizing to this crazy guy, and he still looks indifferent, so he is so angry.

"Sir?" Wang Lingxi asked Chu Tian with confusion, "You know each other?"

"Haha, I've been together for one time."

Chu Tian sneered, looked at Han Wenqing, and said, "Hehe. This world is so small, we meet again, Master Han. I remember that some people wanted to throw me into Longjiang to feed fish, but unfortunately, I lived a good life, which only disappointed some people."

"Sir, don't blame me."

Han Wenqing looked ugly and said, holding back his anger.

This young master is respectful to the wise and the wise men, and that is to give you a face. You look down on you, but you are still breathing, which makes him very upset.

"Are you very unhappy?"

Chu Tian smiled evilly and said lazily: "Haha. It's hard to endure it? But no one wants you to endure it."

His generation of immortals, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, could see Han Wenqing's colorful intestines at a glance, and he had something to ask for him, so he swallowed his anger and forced himself to smile.

Han Wenqing was secretly shocked. Can the other party see through his thoughts?

Now that things have come, he no longer tolerated it, regained his cold expression, stared at Chu Tian, ​​and spoke strongly and domineeringly: "One million, follow me to see a patient... Whether you look forward to it or not, this million will belong to you."

"Won't."

Chu Tian sneered and vetoed it directly.

Han Wenqing was very self-reliant, with a pity and a tone of order that made him feel very upset.

"Five million."
To be continued...