I have a paranoid crown prince

Chapter 268 Fatty's Strength

Fu Qi hugged the crying Ye Sibai, walked back to the group of strong men, put Ye Sibai down, and asked the military doctor to continue treating him.

Ye Sibai grabbed Fu Qi's collar: "Sister Qi, you treat it first!! You are bleeding here!"

With sharp eyes, Ye Sibai could clearly see that Fu Qi's heart was bleeding, dripping with blood, staining his clothes red.Ye Sibai's heart ached so much, Seventh Sister must have been in a lot of pain.

"No problem."

Fu Qi pressed Ye Sibai on the stool, his gaze swept across his swollen face, bruised neck, tattered clothes, and fine wounds on his arms and ankles like X-rays.

The military doctor followed Fu Qi's order and continued to apply medicine to Ye Sibai.

Ye Sibai was anxious like an ant on a hot pan, Seventh Sister's heart was hurt!That is the heart, if you lose too much blood, you will die!
"Seven Sisters"

Ye Sibai tried to grab Fu Qi's sleeve, when his eyes suddenly went dark, he was overwhelmed by dizziness, the little ten-year-old boy finally passed out after some torture.

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At the same time, in a small town under the mountain, in a certain hotel.

There were four more people in the room, and the fat man was tightly tied up and thrown in the corner at random, like white and fat meatballs.

"Strange, why can't they get in touch!!" In a certain room, the driver who had kidnapped Fatty was running around anxiously.Constantly trying to connect to the communicator, trying to contact the ten killers.

Unfortunately, there is no news.

Bad premonition slowly surged.

"Could it be that their equipment malfunctioned?" Another person asked cautiously.

The driver shook his head and denied: "They wear Kuran's top communication equipment. Unless...they are all dead."

"Oh, you're thinking too much," another person sat down with Erlang's legs crossed, casually picked up a red apple and gnawed it, and said vaguely, "This is the elite army of the Second Highness, and everyone lives a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife. , it is impossible to die easily."

The driver was always restless and could not be contacted, so he had to wait quietly in the room for news.

In the corner, the fat man raised his fat neck, moved his stiff neck, and said with a smile: "Don't wait, those ten killers must all be dead."

"You meatball, stop your fucking nonsense!" The driver was furious, picked up the plate on the table and threw it at him.

Crash, the fat man tilted his head to dodge, the plate hit the wall and shattered all over the floor.

The fat man shook the fat on his face, and his smile remained unchanged: "You youngsters, you don't need to donate your head to the corpse. Before doing the task, please find out who your enemy is. Do you think the enemy is His Highness? Naive, of course not him."

"Damn it, I can't bear it! I'll shoot you to death!"

"Yo yo, I'm so scared." The fat man yelled strangely, narrowing his eyes, his voice seemed to penetrate the eardrums of the three people, "Speaking of which, I also forgot to introduce myself."

The anxiety in the driver's heart grew stronger, and he subconsciously went to find his gun.

The fat man stood up grinning, and the rope that was tightly bound on his body fell to the ground.The fat man rubbed his sore wrists, and introduced himself with a smile: "Hello, everyone, I am Wang Fugui. Member of the death team of the military department. Do you have any last words?"

The room is silent for a second.

Death team?

The most terrifying military organization in the rumors
Then, the fat man came out of the mountain like a fat tiger, and rushed towards the two men in black who were closest to him and who beat him the worst.His hand speed was astonishingly fast, he bowed left and right, and put his arms around the neck of the man in black.

Kacha Kacha~
Neck broken.

(End of this chapter)