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Seeing this, Uncle Beard's expression was still calm, but a strange color quietly appeared in his Gu Jing Wubo's eyes, as if he didn't know that he was injured! It seems that he is a little speechless about this bandaging technique.

These bandages are unorganized, as if they are messing around, and the upper body and arms of Uncle Beard have been completely entangled, and even blood has oozed in some places, which shows that the person who bandaged is not only a layman, but also rude and impatient!

However, since it was bandaged, it was out of kindness, and in this regard, Uncle Beard's eyes showed a touch of softness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He struggled to get up from the sofa, the sofa was too dilapidated and made an overwhelming "squeak-" sound, Uncle Beard frowned, and turned his head to look at the petite and weak figure sleeping in the bathtub, but fortunately the figure was not awakened!

Uncle Beard breathed a sigh of relief and immediately got off the sofa, but as soon as his feet touched the ground, he suddenly seemed to have guessed something, and let out a metallic sound of "bang-" !

The sound was noticeably louder than before, but the figure sleeping in the bathtub still didn't notice it!

Uncle Beard looked at it fixedly, and saw that what he had just stepped on on the ground was a cannon barrel, or a modified fish-mouth cannon barrel!

Uncle Beard's eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration, and then he moved his gaze slightly, and found a small pink Gatling machine gun next to the barrel! There's also a weird machine glowing green next to it!

Uncle Beard knew about guns, but he didn't see what this green machine was, but it shouldn't be a good thing!

Uncle Beard looked at the sleeping figure in the distance again, his eyes were full of surprise, but there was only a hint of panic, just surprise!

Standing up, I saw Uncle Beard's upper body, which was bandaged, but could still see its muscular outline, although it was not as exaggerated as those bodybuilders, but Uncle Beard was enough to call him a strong man!

Not to mention, if the bearded uncle at this time is a windbreaker on the ship, it is a fight with the skin of the "gangster godfather - Graves", which is also very strong, very vicissitudes, a kind of uncle-level man!

Uncle Beard raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that there were some baskets with bullets around, and even some of them had overflowed to the ground, and next to these baskets were naturally all kinds of lethal weapons, such as machine guns, grenades, sniper rifles, pistols, and even large shoulder guns.

Uncle Beard's eyes were still very surprised, but he was not surprised, but this surprise was only for a moment, and he regained such a calm without waves!

Uncle Beard was expressionless, carrying his coat, and slowly approached the little Lori lying in the bathtub!

Although the pain of the wound he pulled when he walked made Uncle Beard look strange, he didn't show a trace of pain, and he didn't even spit out a muffled snort!

Slowly, Uncle Beard approached Little Lori, when he saw Little Lori's innocent face, extremely thin body, but extremely revealing dress, and full of tattoos, Uncle Beard sighed lightly.

Little Lori slept on the bullet casing, and Uncle Beard wanted to cover his coat over his thin figure, but when he picked up the coat, he slowly put it down!

At this time, little Lori dreamed again, and slowly turned over in a bathtub of bullet shells, revealing the skin on her weak and white back, but the skin was full of red marks on the bullet shell bars!

Uncle Beard pursed his lips, a little unbearable!

This weak little girl is sleeping here like this, which is really distressing to see! Of course, only under the strong physique of Uncle Beard will he feel that this little Lori is weak, after all, any part of this house shows that this little Lori is not weak!

What fragile little girl would want to stay in a house full of weapons and ammunition, sleeping on a tub of bullet casings?

Uncle Beard doesn't think so!

Weakness is weakness, and if there is anything in the background, what he sees, he will feel so, and he won't think much about it at all!

Uncle Beard then slowly draped his coat over his body, and then picked up the little Lori from the bathtub with a somewhat strange face, not only because of the abnormal injury, but also because of the weird little Lori in front of him!

Slowly, gently, Uncle Beard hugged the little Lori, walked to the shabby sofa, and gently, almost without letting the sofa make such an overwhelmed cry, put the little Lori on it!

During this period, the little Lori slept very sweetly, with an innocent smile on her face, which really couldn't be coordinated with her image and environment!

Uncle Beard can't figure out the identity of this little Lori, killer? Terrorist? If so, why do you sleep so deeply, shouldn't you be extremely sensitive?

Uncle Beard can't think of it, so he doesn't think about it anymore!

After gently covering the coat on the little Lori, Uncle Beard breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and turned around and walked out of the room!

As he walked to the door, Uncle Beard suddenly caught a glimpse of a pack of cigarettes on the shabby table in the corner, which suddenly made him feel a sense of familiarity, and at the same time, a picture appeared in his mind!

In the grass under a snow-white building, two young men who seemed to be a little thin and strangely dressed were hunched over inside, as if they were extremely careful, and they did not want to be discovered by others, smoking cigarettes, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and from time to time they were choking and coughing, but they were still laughing obscenely from time to time, as if they were talking about something!

But suddenly, a loud shout interrupted Uncle Beard's thoughts, and the picture disappeared!

"Two students who are smoking in the grass come to the Academic Affairs Office—"

Uncle Beard woke up suddenly, but he couldn't think of anything when he thought about it, he hesitated, but didn't hesitate, picked up his cigarette, and then walked out the door!

Blowing the cool night breeze, Uncle Beard had some difficulty finding a place to do it, and after turning around, he found that this place was an abandoned factory, and there was no one else except him and the weird little Lori.

Lighting a cigarette and taking a deep breath, Uncle Beard coughed as if his body had not been exposed to the smell for a long time, and became a little resistant.

Uncle Beard didn't force himself anymore, but quietly stared at the cigarette in his hand that was slowly burning out, until it burned his fingers, and then threw the cigarette butt down like an electric shock.

His figure sitting on a container looks particularly vicissitudes, and even a little rickety and decadent!

Although this question is very old-fashioned, Uncle Beard now only has three questions in his mind, and everything else is blank!

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?