C160 (1/2)

As the saying goes, the people do not fight with the officials, moreover, they are in the wrong, and they have done something indecent, so it is only right for others to teach them a lesson.

Night Nine signaled with his eyes, and he flew upstairs. He carried the wheelchair downstairs and stopped beside Fishy. Nine Night Demon didn't even look at Yan Yu, she stared angrily at Little Fishy and said coldly, ”You are in a hurry to leave the Duke's Mansion, so you came to the gambling den? Little Yu, if something happens to you, what should I do? ”

It wasn't that she didn't know about their current situation, being seen as a thorn in the side. She wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible, but she actually didn't say anything and walked out of the palace alone. Furthermore, there were also many people who came to the complex gambling house.

”Little Jiu, let's talk about this later.” Little Yu realized that Night Nine had destroyed their relationship, and Yan Yu didn't know what to do, but she couldn't help giving her guest an explanation. Fortunately, the man's hand had just been cut off, so she could only try to reattach it. This way, things could be considered to have been resolved perfectly. Yan Yu now had an explanation as well.

After all, Yan Yu was just messing around in someone else's territory. Little Fishy thought Yan Yu was a professional dice shaker, relying on this to eat. Not looking at monks and looking at buddhist faces, for Yan Yu, she treated this person even though she wasn't sure.

Since she was the one who caused this trouble, he told her to solve it. She walked up to the person closest to her and grabbed his arm, using her skill, that person let out a scream, and then to her surprise and joy, in the blink of an eye, she met Night Demon's eyes, and they quickly retreated with their necks pulled back.

When Yan Yu saw how proficient Little Fishy was, and how she didn't know how to avoid formalities, she couldn't help but admire her in her heart.

Seeing them for fifteen years, how could he let the wangfei reattach the bones of these people? Forget it, he should just reconnect the bones.

Allah, it doesn't matter who got it. We have to get everyone back. If we miss the best time, even if we get it back, it will hinder us.

”There's alcohol here, right? Give me a jar and clean this person's severed hand. I'll bring it back.”

Everyone hurriedly did as he said. In just a short moment, Little Fishy's eyes were twitching violently when she saw a plate of hands holding onto a game table. She just had her hands washed. She didn't ask for a plate. The heck, why is this scene so strange? Is this a feast for the flesh, or is this a wrong lard barbecue?

”Master, I'm here!” Suddenly, Lu Buwei came through the door and handed something to Little Fishy with a sweat on his forehead and a needle and thread.

She didn't know why he was here or why he had what she wanted. Xiaoyu was very satisfied with Lu Buwei's performance. She took the needle and thread and nodded, praising him in all seriousness, ”Well done!”

Lu Buwei's old face was flushed. He stared unblinkingly at Little Fishy as she quickly pierced the needle, soaked the needle and thread into the liquor, and then sewed up the broken hand as if she was sewing clothes.

Operation is a delicate work, requires the knife bearer to be attentive, careful, the first time the small fish with a knife experience, can not help but admire the doctor who performed the surgery. In just a few stitches, Little Fishy was already sweating profusely.

”Lu Buwei, wipe your sweat.” Fishy had been focused on sewing, and had ordered Lü Buwei to wipe her sweat.

Lu Buwei was momentarily at a loss. Only after seeing the sweat on her forehead did he understand what she meant. He hurriedly took out a plain handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat off her face.