If you are a dozen years older than you, remembering xing is naturally incomparable to you. No, you have forgotten a lot of things with only one cigar. "
He put his right leg on top of his left leg, his posture was casual, and he showed his calmness and calmness to the outside world, with some connotation, "Ten minutes ago, my uncle called your uncle and said that you were in the uncle. Here, he'll leave when he hangs up the phone."
Huang Dan's lips pursed immediately, he didn't speak, his eyelids drooped, "Mr. Lu, where is Nie Wenyuan?"
System, "Five minutes to go."
Huang Dan's heart lifted, "Qiu Tao must ask Nie Wenyuan to come alone, Mr. Lu, he can't come, it's very dangerous."
The system reminded, "Host Huang, your task is to find out the truth, fill in the target person, people and things outside the task, it's better not to be too concerned."
Huang Shanxin said that it was too late, I had already paid attention to it. A long time ago, "Mr. Lu, Nie Wenyuan is not someone outside the mission."
His tone was firm, not in doubt, asking.
The system didn't respond, it just replied, "You might as well wait and see." The implication is to take one step at a time.
Huang Dan's heart sank again, the skin on his body was very white, and at this time it was even more frighteningly white, and the blood dripping from the left forehead was a little shocking.
There was a sudden stinging pain in the wound, Huang Dan's whole body shivered, and only then did he realize that Qiu Tao's hand was on it.
Qiu Tao pushed aside the few strands of hair stuck in the blood on the forehead of the young man, and pressed the pulp of his two fingers into the wound, watching the scab see blood, and sighed, "Later, your uncle. I'm here, seeing your injury, I must blame my uncle for not taking good care of me, Xiao, what do you think I should do?"
Huang Dan couldn't help crying, it was so painful, his face was white and blue, his brows and eyes were wet with cold sweat, and his teeth were chattering, "Yes... I accidentally bumped it myself."
Qiu Tao took out the handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood on the young man's face gently, and said with a smile, "Uncle knows that he is the most sensible, and it is very different from the rumors. Seriously, uncle survived this. It’s the first time I’ve seen you like this at my age, it’s like a different person, the skin is still the same, and the things inside have changed.”
Huang Dan listened to Qiu Tao's words, the curiosity mixed in it was obvious, and it was also terrifying. It seemed that he would be peeled off at any time, and he rummaged through it carefully to see what was going on.
Qiu Tao took off the veil, shook his head and said, "Yi, you are a boy anyway, why do you cry so much?"
Huang Dan couldn't stop crying, he was about to pass out by the tensed pain, but he had to hold on, his lips were blackened.
Qiu Tao raised his hand, "wash the children's faces."
When his words fell, someone went to pick up the water and fell directly from the top of Huang Dan's head.
I don't know where the water came from. It was turbid and had a smell of earth. There were many rotten leaves and unknown bugs in it, both dead and alive.
Huang Dan coughed uncomfortably, the wound on his forehead was washed with water, and the pain from the acupuncture lasted for a while. He closed his eyes and gasped for a while, his wet chest heaving.
Qiu Tao said with satisfaction, "Wouldn't this look much better?"
When Huang Dan heard the words, his eyes opened immediately, and he turned his head to look at Qiu Tao, crazy.
Qiu Tao saw the meaning in the young man's eyes, he laughed, and wiped the blood-stained handkerchief on the young man's face, "I have to thank your uncle, when he comes, I will show you Who is uncle, maybe you will thank uncle."
Huang Dan's mouth and nose were covered with a handkerchief, his breathing was blocked, the lack of oxygen made him dizzy, his hands tied behind the chair were clenched into fists, and the knuckles of his fingers were white.
Qiu Tao was still talking, but Huang Dan's ears were buzzing, he couldn't hear anything, his breath was weak, and the strength of his struggle was reduced.
The handkerchief covering his nose and mouth was removed, and the air rushed into the nasal cavity. Huang Dan tilted his head back, breathing with his mouth wide open, and a broken sound came from his throat. go.
Qiu Tao threw the veil on the ground, "How about it? Are you afraid? Uncle is also afraid of death."
Huang Dan's scattered vision gradually became focused, and the hair on his forehead was sticking wetly on it. The shirt on his body was white, stained with blood, and he looked embarrassed.
Qiu Tao unscrewed a bottle of water, "Come on, take two sips."
Huang Dan glanced at the mineral water bottle handed to his mouth, but he didn't open his mouth.
Qiu Tao said, "Little, if you don't drink it, you look down on your uncle, and that uncle will be unhappy."
The wound on the forehead is aching,