Chapter 535 He's coming, or am I?

   The group of people walking on the forest path did not speak much, but Yuan Lin rubbed his shoulders, bared his teeth, and whispered beside Zhou Qiyang: "Brother Yang, don't you feel pain?"

   What they had just experienced was a car accident. Although it wasn't that serious, the collision was no joke. The moment the car rolled over and fell down, his whole mind was dazed.

  I don't know why he regained consciousness after being stunned for a moment, and then the weightlessness when he hit his shoulder made him unable to do anything except close his eyes tightly.

   When I thought I was going to die like this, I had all kinds of goodbye words in my head, how could I know that it was okay, and I even heard two people outside having a very arrogant and especially obscene conversation.

  The two **** really need to clean up.

   "Divert attention and you won't feel pain."

   Zhou Qiyang, who was also in pain, did not show the pain on his face like Yuan Lin did, "If you want to, just memorize the ninety-nine multiplication table."

   "What do you mean by that?"

   Yuanlin felt discriminated against, "Is the ninety-nine multiplication table so easy to memorize?"

   "Want me to write it for you?"

   "Let me memorize the menu." Yuan Lin looked at Lin Zi next to him and said, "Do you think there will be pheasants here for us to catch?"

  Look at the way his thinking is escaping, and I know that he is obediently using diversionary methods to relieve the pain on his body, "No."

   "...Brother Yang, can you not be so disappointing?"

   "You can go and catch the snake."

   "...you're going too far."

   Yuanlin rolled his eyes at him, then took two more steps forward to talk to Chen Ruoting.

   They walked for about 20 minutes before arriving at the place where these people lived temporarily, a private house that was only half-built.

   Although it is a private house, it is actually similar in size to a villa.

   "The boss said that the weeds that grow in the yard don't need to be cleaned up, saying that it can hide people's eyes and ears."

The person who took the lead was still very uneasy, "This half of the place is full of blanks, and we usually sleep on folding beds and wooden boards that we got from the town. If you want to requisition... just take it and use it. , it's the same thing when we find some hay and throw ourselves on the ground to sleep."

   This man was so humble that he bowed his head to Mu Ding who killed their boss, and the smile on his face was very far-fetched, with a bitter look on his face.

   Mu Jing took out a bag of food from his backpack and threw it to him, "Reward."

   After saying that, she took her people into the half villa, looked at the things displayed inside, and said, "If there is no accident, we will stay here temporarily."

   Hooked his finger at Zhou Qiyang, asked him to come over, pinched his chin, and asked him to look up.

   After observing that there was no change in the scales on his neck, he said, "Drink as little water as possible, and don't let this thing touch the water."

"Okay."

   Zhou Qiyang raised his head, because Mu Jing's hand was still holding his chin, which made him feel that his chin would be broken by Yin Ze's eye knife.

   Mu Jing looked at it again, then turned around and walked towards Liao Zhengcheng, lifted the corner of his clothes, saw the wound oozing blood, and said, "Uncle Liao sit down first, and the prince will come to treat the wound."

   "Don't bother him, I'll do it myself."

   Liao Zhengcheng still has severe stomach pain at this moment, his face is a little pale, and there is cold sweat on his forehead.

   "Two options, let the professional knowledgeable Prince Chou come over to help you clean the wound and apply medicine, or let me do it."

   "...then trouble the prince."

   (end of this chapter)