A figure ran through the woods with a slight panting sound. When passing under a tree, the sunlight shining through the treetops suddenly shone on his face, and he felt dazed for a moment.
"Shua~"
Another petite but agile figure leaped down from the treetops, a silver knife flew out of his hand, and at the same time, he held a paratrooper knife in reverse and stabbed down fiercely.
The figure holding a gun flashed sideways under the tree, and just as she was about to shoot, a size 36 combat boot kicked her wrist, causing the pistol to fly out of her hand. Then a knife flashed, and the paratrooper's knife turned right sideways and stabbed forward.
The figure on the opposite side kicked straight ahead, also wearing size 36 combat boots, but the difference was that this kick hit the opponent in the face.
The figures separated, Yuan Xiaoxiao wiped the blood from her nose, her eyes involuntarily cast towards the pair of long legs with golden proportions, and a feeling of envy inexplicably welled up in her heart.
"Wow, these legs are so beautiful!"
Hearing the strange admiration from her opponent, Anna was stunned, and her expression behind the mosquito-proof camouflage was somewhat amusing. She never expected that the first sentence the opponent said to her would be this.
A long, flat-bladed military dagger was pulled out from the side of her leg. Anna narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "Let's talk? Or should we talk after the fight?"
Yuan Xiaoxiao didn't say anything. Even though her nose was bleeding, the corners of her mouth were still raised. She looked at the bayonet in Anna's hand with a smile and tilted her head and said, "This kind of weapon is not suitable for women. It's too long! Is it your boyfriend's?"
In the past, Anna was most annoyed by this kind of people, who would dodge questions and talk about other things, as slippery as a loach. But for some reason, this time, when she heard Yuan Xiaoxiao's teasing, she was possessed by some strange spirit and actually answered.
"My husband's!"
“Oh my!” Yuan Xiaoxiao didn’t expect Anna to really answer. She felt that she was being shown off for no reason. Her dark eyebrows raised and she immediately said angrily: “Bah! This dog food tastes so bad!”
"Heh..."
After thinking for a while, Anna put away the bayonet again. Under the other party's vigilant gaze, she approached with empty hands and asked, "Are you Chinese?"
"Guess?" Yuan Xiaoxiao said with a smile, totally unaware of how asking for a beating this expression with two bloody noses really was.
"Huh, it seems like you want to call first and talk later!" Anna lowered her eyes and sighed.
"That's what you think! I don't want to fight with you, nor do I want to chat with you! Bye~"
Without waiting for Anna to get close, Yuan Xiaoxiao suddenly swung towards the place where the gun fell, then turned and ran. Anna grabbed her floating braid, but her hand suddenly became light, and she staggered back and directly pulled the braid off.
"Haha~" A sweet laugh came from the woods: "Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you!"
Wang Ping felt annoyed by the constant sound of talking in his ears.
At this moment, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and just wanted to have a good sleep. However, the more he wanted to be quiet, the louder the voices in his ears became. At first, it was very chaotic, as if there were many people arguing. After some time, the voices gradually became clearer.
"Little sister, what's your name?"
This was a male voice that Wang Ping felt was unfamiliar. He was even sure that he had never heard this man speak before. The voice was so mean that he wanted to hit him.
Another female voice sounded, and Wang Ping felt it was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
"I'm not telling you! You must be planning to complain about me!"
Wang Ping felt his hand being grabbed by someone, and a cotton ball was rubbed on the back of his hand, which was cool. Then there was a pain on the back of his hand, and then the second, third, and fourth...
“Hiss…” Wang Ping was stunned by the sound of people sucking in cold air, because he should have made this sound, but he didn’t expect that someone else had done it first.
That mean voice sounded again, asking in a flattering tone: "Little sister, how about we discuss this? Can someone else give me the injection later?"
"No, the director said that I am in charge of this ward, which includes you, of course!"
Wang Ping couldn't remember how many times he felt pain on the back of his hand, but the young nurse who was giving him the injection was actually able to talk to someone else at the same time.
"Damn it, you still have the nerve to do two things at once after being stabbed by needles like this?" Wang Ping was filled with rage and wanted to hit someone, but his whole body was as soft as noodles and he couldn't muster any strength.
"Uncle Caoni..." He only uttered a curse vaguely in confusion.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound gradually faded away, but the pain became more and more obvious. Wang Ping felt the pain on the back of his hand begin to move to his arms, shoulders, back, whole body, and then to his head.
The horror instantly filled Wang Ping's body and soul. He wanted to yell in his heart: "It's you again! It's you again! Damn it! If you are at this level, don't give injections to others!"
“Ouch!”
Liu Min looked down at the little thing on the shelf that suddenly opened its eyes and screamed and struggled. Her tense expression finally relaxed, and the smile on her lips grew wider and wider. "Little thing, you are finally in my hands."
When Wang Ping opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the white coat in front of him. Then, he heard a series of "ding-ling-ling" metal touching sounds in his ears, as pleasant as wind chimes, but... What was terrifying was that the sound seemed to be coming from his own body.
Just by turning his head slightly, he saw the densely packed silver needles extending from his claws all the way to the back of his head. He knew without thinking that there must be the same thing on his back, only more and no less.
It is hard to imagine what kind of psychological shock a badger that can lose its mind with a syringe will have after finding that it has been stabbed with hundreds of needles. In Liu Min's eyes, the little guy whose tail is tied with a belt is like a piglet that suddenly finds out that it is about to be slaughtered.
“Ah~Ahh! Ahhhh!!Σ”
At this moment, Wang Ping was tied tightly to a special rack with a belt, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not get away. Weak, pitiful, and helpless, this is the true portrayal of a badger at the moment, which is heartbreaking to hear and tears to see.
Wang Ping tried to use his luck to gain strength, but at this moment, let alone the sense of Qi in his Dantian, he couldn't even feel his own stomach. This shock was no small matter, and the badger cried even more miserably.
"Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo..." A strange sound was heard, and there seemed to be some air leakage, but it was obvious that the person was laughing.
Wang Ping raised his head, and as Liu Min moved aside, he saw the chimpanzee sitting on the bed opposite him, wrapped like a mummy, grinning. His mouth, which was missing three teeth, was exposed to the wind, like an old man in the field, who hadn't brushed his teeth for decades.
"Uncle Xiaoni! Do you want to be beaten?" The badger was still struggling, with its teeth bared in its mouth, looking like it was about to bite someone. However, it was covered with silver needles and looked more like a large hedgehog.
At this time, the door curtain was lifted, and Miss "Emeijing" came in with a white tray, smiling, "Eiffel, take your medicine! Ah, the boss is awake!"
The laughter of a certain orangutan suddenly stopped, and the eyes exposed under the bandage began to dodge. He turned his head to look left and right, as if he was looking for a place to hide. It seems that taking medicine is not welcome in any biological group.
Wang Ping wanted to laugh at him, but when he glanced at the silver needles on his body again, he didn't care anymore. He continued to struggle and shout, shaking his head, as if he was going to break his throat.
Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the door again. A figure opened the door curtain and rushed in anxiously, with undisguised surprise and relief in his voice: "Boss is awake?"
Without anyone's answer, Gu Laosan saw the one struggling and screaming inside. As if hearing his voice, the badger turned its head, its small eyes full of help and threats, almost imprinted on the face of the salted fish.
"Ahem... emmm, that..." Gu Laosan waved his hands unconsciously, smiled awkwardly and turned around: "I have something else to do, I'll come over later..."