Chapter 184 [Alchemy! It must be an illusion!]

Yoyo cheered up suddenly, and then I tried to open my eyes, and I felt a little dizzy. I tried to sit up, but after working twice, I felt that the strength on my body seemed to be emptied. When I sat up, I felt a little dizzy...

I felt my body hot!

"Wound infection!"

I immediately realized the problem!

I have been running around and working hard these days, and my body was already very tired. Yesterday I fled desperately. After being shot, I jumped into the stinky river by myself, which consumed a lot of physical strength. My body could no longer support it... At the same time, the wound must have been infected!

Even though I changed the medication before going to bed last night...

"You have a fever." The mixed-race beauty walked up to me gently, with some guilt in her eyes: "I'm sorry, you were injured. I shouldn't have let you sleep here last night."

I coughed and said lightly, "I am thirsty and want to drink some water." As soon as I spoke, I was a little shocked, my voice was hoarse and undecent.

"Lear down." Her voice was gentle and firm, and she gently pressed me down, then took a wet towel and gently covered my forehead.

She took another cup and fed me a few sips of water with a spoon.

The water is sweet, as if it was added with sugar.

My mind was a little clearer at this moment, and my first reaction was to be alert!

Originally, I came to her house because I "kidnapping" her. At the beginning of yesterday, I used violent and tough methods to subdue her... But now... when I am weak, will she...

Looking at my eyes, the mixed-race beauty smiled. She whispered: "Don't worry, I won't call the police."

I took a breath, closed my eyes slightly and thought for a while. The towel on my forehead was soon hot and hot. I felt a little uncomfortable. I raised my hand and took the towel off, then gritted my teeth and cheered up, and sat up again: "What time is it?"

"It's still early." The mixed-race beauty still had a very gentle expression on her face: "You take some medicine. It's anti-inflammatory."

I nodded, but refused to feed me water. Instead, I took the cup and swallowed the pills she handed me.

My body was soft, and I was initially worried about my situation. Obviously, I had no deterrence to the mixed-race beauty... It was not that I didn't trust her... but...

Hum, I have seen too many betrayals and betrayals!

Soon, there were only two of us left at home. Although yoyo was very concerned about me, she was driven out of the door by her sister early in the morning. Before leaving, the mixed-race beauty gave Yoyo a few careful advice.

"Don't worry, I just told my sister. Don't tell outsiders that there is a guest living in our house." The mixed-race beauty saw the doubts in my eyes.

I sighed with relief and sighed, "Thank you."

"You..." She hesitated for a moment: "I took off your top in the morning... Well, don't doubt it. I just saw that your clothes were wet with sweat, so I helped you wipe your body..."

"Oh, thank you."

"You have many scars on you, it's a knife wound, right?" Her eyes flashed with a little timidity.

I smiled, but I smiled reluctantly.

It's the ground, there are more than a dozen scars on my body! These are the "memorials" I left behind when I was chased in Guangzhou.

"You... must have experienced something terrible, right?"

Her fingertips gently stroked my back and then slowly landed on my shoulders, where there was an ugly scar like a centipede. Her eyes were a little shocked, and there was a hint of worry.

I glanced at her and said slowly, "These... are lessons."

"lesson?"

I laughed, but the laughter was cold.

"These were left a year ago. These scars taught me one thing... Never trust others easily." I said slowly: "These scars were given to me by an elder I trusted very much in the past."

"You..." The mixed-race beauty hesitated for a moment. She couldn't help but whisper: "Who is Yan Di...? Is it the name of a girl?"

I suddenly stared at her, and the mixed-race beauty stared at me with my eyes. She couldn't help but shrink back and quickly shook her hand and said, "Don't get me wrong... It's just that when you were sleeping, you once called this name..."

My heart trembled...

Yan Di...Are I really calling this name when I was sleeping?

Over the past few days, I really don’t know how to think of her... My life now is like walking on a tightrope, filled with fighting, killing, life and death every day... Now, can I still deserve that gentle girl like water?

I smiled bitterly, but I heard the mixed-race beauty say softly: "And... Fang Nan, is it also the name of a girl?"

Me: “…uh…”

The mixed-race beauty narrowed her eyes. When she smiled, her blue eyes seemed to be curved into the shape of a moon bud: "You are a very fickle man."

I smiled and said nothing.

Then, I couldn't help asking, "Aren't you angry when I treated you like that yesterday?" I smiled bitterly, "At least, I'm very weak now. If you want to resist me, I can't do anything to you."

The mixed-race beauty shook her head: "No, now you are my hope." After pausing, she looked at me very seriously: "To be honest... I have always felt that you should be a good person."

Good man?

I smiled and sighed.

It seems that every woman I meet will think that I am a "good person".

But can a guy who kills and sets fire be considered a "good person"?

"Why do you think so?"

"Because..." Obviously she had completely eliminated her fear of me. This mixed-race beauty looked at me and said with a smile: "You are the first person to run to our nightclub to spill money, but didn't touch any girl. And... you actually paid for me to take me out. But you didn't touch me, but took me out shopping and invited me to snacks from street stalls. In short... I think you should be a good person."

I bit the bullet and deliberately made my voice cold, and said coldly: "You are wrong. I am not a good person. I am a bad guy, a complete bad guy!" Then I stared at her. I still looked coldly: "You'd better not ask too much about my affairs! It's not good for you!"

But this time, she didn't seem to be scared by my fierce look, but instead looked at me with a smile, and then quickly said something... And this sentence made me sweat!

"Oh... By the way, when you were asleep, you were still calling another name... Well, who is Qiao Qiao? Is it also a girl's name?"

“……※￥※…￥※%…”

I really sweated...

Jojo??

Jojo!!!

How is it possible! How can I call Qiao Qiao's name when I dream!

I dreamed of Yan Di or Fang Nan. That's because I have some emotional relationship with them... But Qiao Qiao...

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How could I have such thoughts about a lesbian...and a woman like Qiao Qiao, who is "defended"!

I couldn't help but think of this scene in my mind: Qiao Qiao smiled lewdly, looked at other girls lustfully, and then whistled in a standard perverted manner: "Beauty, are you free at night?"

Hallucination! It must be an hallucination!! Qiao Qiao and I have such a terrible thought!! That is absolutely impossible!!

I didn't want to think too much, so I quickly defined myself: I was fed and confused! This must be the case!

The mixed-race beauty ignored my appearance and walked into the kitchen with a towel.

Just when I was in a state of dismay, I suddenly heard the sound of "bang bang bang bang bang" shaking the door outside!

My heart suddenly became tight!

The mixed-race beauty in the kitchen also changed her expression and ran out immediately, and looked at me nervously. I took a deep breath. The thoughts in my mind were turning quickly... Did you look for me? It seems unlikely... because I asked myself that I did not leave any clues...

At this moment, there were shouting outside, speaking in Vietnamese.

It's a man's voice, and more than one!

When she heard the scolding outside, the mixed-race beauty's face turned pale! She looked at me with some fear, as if she didn't dare to open the door.

I sat up and thought about it. It seemed that it was not for me, but maybe it was the girl's trouble.

I struggled to stand up. I walked to her side, took out the long and narrow kitchen knife from the kitchen without saying a word, held it with my backhand, and then put my hand behind me. I leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and said steadily: "Are you looking for you?"

She looked at me with a series of actions, and her face became even more ugly. Her voice was a little scared and trembling: "Yes...yes...yes...yes...yes, look for me...they are..."

I patted her face and said slowly, "Let's open the door first."

The mixed-race beauty looked at me with a little hesitant expression, and her eyes were struggling. But she still walked over and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, someone rushed in outside immediately, knocking the mixed-race beauty who opened the door backwards. I pulled her and stood beside me, and then looked at the intruder coldly.

These are three men, all of whom look very young, about 20 years old, not tall, and a typical Vietnamese figure, wearing shirts, open collars, wrinkled clothes, and a look of lewd malice.

And in their hands, they were actually carrying an iron bucket, with paint and brushes inside...

There are also people holding a thick stack of paper with large fonts written on it...
Chapter completed!