Chapter 133: The Old Man Who Lost Blood

In the crystal shop on First Street, the people were burned black and their faces were pale.

It's just that the effect of the attack is very weak, and it doesn't bring them any substantial damage, just like it's on fire. But if they could go to the hospital for a check-up, they would definitely find that some of the blood in their bodies was missing now. It was as if it had suddenly evaporated, and there was no external injury at all, but there was really some blood missing out of thin air.

If it weren't for Long Xiao's first accidental opening of the reality skill, the attack strength would be very small, and all of them would have been roasted into charcoal.

At this time, the owner of the crystal shop weakly came out from behind the counter and asked, "Tang Shao, should we call the police?" ”

Tang Heng hurriedly sprayed the old guy's face and shouted, "Call the police, call your sister!" I didn't see Lao Tzu so embarrassed now! Do you want everyone to see Lao Tzu's joke? Secretly send someone to chase me! I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him! ”

But no, now Tang Heng's hair is all burned to charcoal, and his face is black as if he is an aborigine.

Once the police are called, there will definitely be reporters who will follow them directly. When the time comes, as soon as his appearance is publicized in all places, it will be amazing, and it will directly lose the face of the whole family.

How could the Tang family make him so embarrassed?

So even if he was so crippled by that dead and crippled, Tang Heng didn't even dare to let out a fart.

Who made him so unlucky, who would have thought that a cripple would still have a flamethrower on him every day!

However, I feel that this flamethrower is very advanced, and it will also spew out a dragon shape. If you find that dead cripple, you must snatch his treasure.

In the real world, even Tang Heng had never seen such a strange thing, who would have thought that he was not a magician, and he could conjure a fire dragon from his hand.

He would subconsciously lean this on the high-tech flamethrower.

If it was really a legendary magic skill, how could he only be sprayed black and not injured now.

Long Xiao didn't care what Tang Heng and the others thought, he quickly let Zhi Nao No. 1 push him out.

It's just that this rich street is very long, and with the speed of a cripple and a robot, it will definitely not take a few minutes to be found and arrested. When the time comes, he will have no potions in his hands that can be used to restore mana, so he can only wait for death.

What to do, what to do, he is now looking left and right with his mind full, trying to find a way to hide himself and Zhi Brain One.

"What's that? Why are there so many people? ”

Suddenly, there was a group of people in front of them who seemed to be looking at something. Long Xiao thought about it, he had no way to escape, and let Zhi Brain No. 1 push himself into the crowd.

originally wanted to hide his traces through the crowd, but at this time, he suddenly found that it was an old man lying on the ground. He had a large wound on his body, gurgling and bleeding.

There was a burst of medicinal fragrance from the shop behind him, and the old man was dressed very anciently, looking like he should be a doctor in this Chinese medicine hall.

Long Xiao's eyes narrowed, the blue dragon pattern on his neck lit up slightly, and he suddenly found that a red blood bar floated on the old man's body, and now he had reached the position of the cordon.

"This, what's going on? Why did I see a blood bar on his body? ”

Long Xiao didn't know what had changed in his body, but seeing that the old man in front of him was about to die, he began to get anxious.

Speaking of which, he can only be regarded as a bad good person. Now I'm hiding for my life, and I'm still thinking about saving people.

Suddenly, a waiter ran out of the door of the store where the old man was lying, and his eyes widened instantly when he looked at the old man.

"Ah, Meng Lao, you, what's wrong with you!"

Looking at the blood stains winding for a long time, it seemed that this man named Meng Lao came out of the store and was assassinated.

Long Xiao suddenly had an idea, if he entered the store with them at this time, surrounded by the human wall, he would have disappeared silently.

The waiter was about to call the medical phone, when Long Xiao suddenly shouted, "It's too late, you help him to the house." I can stop the bleeding fast! Otherwise, even if the doctor comes, it will be useless. ”

Long Xiao's words shocked the waiter, but he hurriedly said: "Okay, this gentleman, you stop the bleeding for the old man first, and I will call the doctor." ”

As he spoke, two more waiters came out of the store, carried Meng Lao, and sent him to the house. They also quickly sent the customers out of the store and closed the door.

Another attendant has already called the emergency services.

Long Xiao glanced around, it happened that this was the Chinese Medicine Hall, and everything he needed was here. So he said, "I'm a kitchen doctor, and I need some herbs to make something." ”

Although several people were very puzzled by Long Xiao's behavior, they didn't know what a kitchen doctor was.

In fact, Long Xiao didn't know either, he just broke it casually, otherwise his blood-returning bun would always have a name.

"Brain One, go get it!"

Of course, Brain One knows what to take. However, at the suggestion of Long Xiao, he also ran to the ginseng and took some wild ginseng.

Of course, this thing has nothing to do with the blood buns, just to confuse the eyes of those people.

Then, Long Xiao let Zhi Brain No. 1 block it, pretending to take something out of the backpack, and then used the synchronizer to synchronize a blood return bun.

Of course, he can't feed the old man's buns in front of people, otherwise he won't be kicked out.

Directly took a medicine pounding appliance next to him, and smashed the blood return bun under the cover of Zhi Brain No. 1.

In this way, it is impossible to see what it is, only a sticky mass.

Then, he stuffed this gooey thing into Meng Lao's mouth-

"Hey, I said what kind of chef are you, can this work?"

In their opinion, Long Xiao just took out some medicinal herbs and the ointment in his hand and mashed them and stuffed them into Meng Lao's mouth.

Is this really possible?

"Don't worry, I'm confident in my craft."

took some hot water and washed the things in Meng Lao's mouth directly.

When Long Xiao squinted his eyes slightly and saw some green blood recovery numbers floating up, he was relieved.

Not bad, yes, even if it is mashed, it can have some effect.

The amount of blood was quickly pulled back above the warning line, and although a bun could not meet the blood return requirements at all, it was enough to stop the bleeding and maintain life.

The waiters watched as the wounds on Meng Lao's body were rapidly closing, and the blood was no longer flowing, and they were instantly filled with surprise.

"Don't say, doctor, you're really clever."

Long Xiao pretended to be calm and smiled slightly.

Call...... Is this a fool?