Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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"Move him to the restaurant of my house, this time is Halloween, it should be closed."

Xu Xiaoxiao and Qin Guan spread the white coat on the ground. Each person used this as a stretcher and dragged Han's wine in the direction of the car. While dragging Qin Guan, he also told Cong Nianwei: "Will you go home first, or Me together?"

Cong Nianwei bit her lip, worrying a little: "Let's go, I'll just stay by and don't talk."

The two nodded, and Cong Nianwei got on the car in advance and opened the door as wide as possible.

Who knows the quality of this white coat is really not the choice of conscience. If MADEINCHINA does not have such a problem, it is absolutely impossible for a person to lie on the coat in this hospital.

But this is America, these clothes are **** goods, this does not tear...cracked...

Han Zhuojiu was originally lying on the coat, this tear, it was lying on the ground directly, and it was called a strong one.

Uh huh! boom!

Originally, there was an injury, but now he fell directly and passed out. Xu Xiaoxiao had a fang, regardless of the other party's injury, taking advantage of the other party's coma, two or three dragged him into the car.

Xu Xiaoxiao in the car made a few calls before closing his eyes and recuperating because he had to take a short walk and would naturally pass the Qin Guan distressed community.

The Halloween carnival is everywhere, but it is not enthusiastic here. The fluorescent light of the ghosts adds some ghost breath to the place.

A deluxe version of Rolls-Royce, which doesn't belong to this city's fat sheep passerby at first glance, should be the one that makes this block of wickedness eager to try.

However, the car drove two full blocks. This should belong to the local black gang. Usually, such a luxury car passes through. This group of black people will definitely rush out and goose hair.

But now it is a strange quiet, Xu Xiaoxiao looked at this street with a serious expression. Out of his understanding of New York, even if no one robbed him of this car, at least there would be a few cynical people coming over. Gang staff, it's only a matter of pointing your **** at the car.

But now there is nothing here...

Qin looked out of the window, observing keenly that he found a few people lying on the corners of several houses, and only those people's clothing, or the edges of the clothes, or one wearing shoes could be seen in the car window. Feet.

However, Qin Guan, who is unwilling to be troublesome, remained silent. This is not China after all.

However, I arrived at my destination in a few minutes, the vehicle turned around, the back door of the restaurant in Chinatown was fully opened, and the long old dining table was now tiled.

The white disposable medical sheets are neatly placed on the table, and the external emergency package is opened quietly on the iron shelf beside it. The quite complete equipment shows the professionalism as a medical worker.

"What's the matter? I'm so expensive, but the stingy dad hasn't used me once."

Sitting on an Eight Immortals chair was a young Asian man with irony curls, a clean gown and a half-pulling mask hanging from his ears.

This should be Xu Xiaoxiao's best private doctor in New York.

"Help me save myself..." Xu Xiaoxiao is not too much nonsense, the drivers and employees there have already moved the **** Korean boiled wine to the sheets.

"Oh! Let me see it first, let's talk about the price..."

A few large scissors, clean the whole body of Han Zhuojiu without any mud or water.

"I said.. there is no need to cut the pants.. there is a girl here..."

Qin Guan blocked Cong Nianwei behind him, fearing that his girlfriend's eyes would be dirty.

Zhou Jingtao aside, frowning, although his face was covered with a mask, but his impatient eyes expressed it, Qin Guan dare to question his dissatisfaction.

However, when Zhou Jingtao's eyes fell behind Qin Guan, his eyes suddenly glowed.

At this time, Zhou Jingtao couldn't care about the wounded under his hand, and even the voice of his mouth began to tremble.

"Oh! Beautiful girl, it is my greatest sin to show you such a dirty human being. Quickly, pull the plastic curtain next to it."

Zhou Jingtao's eyes were like X-rays in the direction of Cong Nianwei, and he shot up and down, frightening both Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei.

"Oh! God, oh! My beautiful Oriental girl, your foot is hurt, how can it be so bad!"

While talking, he was going to take off his mask and walk towards Cong Nianwei: "No, the lady here needs my help even more..."

If you open your eyes and talk nonsense, your medical professor gave it to you. Did the spirit of saving the life and healing the sick feed the pigs?

Suddenly, Han Zhuojiu lying on the bed opened his eyes, and he grabbed Zhou Jingtao who was about to leave: "If you don't help again, then simply pinch your neck!"

The majestic Buddha twisted a compassionate Buddha's mark on Han Zhuo's chest. The downhill tiger on his arm was as powerful as Han Jiu.

Zhou Jingtao, a well-known doctor who is a black doctor, is not at all concerned about the threat of a gangster with tattoos.

"Do you believe me, I will go to see the king when I go down? Oh... uh... Brother, where do you hurt? Did you get shot? I will heal you right away, I am the person who likes to help the wounded."

Zhou Jingtao's disdainful expression immediately changed his attitude when he saw a tiny tattoo on Han Zhuojiu's body.

The Black Star Club is still the leader. The black Big Dipper tattoo shining on the chest means that lying on the table is the most fierce gangster of the Chinese in New York. No one is Black Star Club.

This Chinese group composed of special forces and retired soldiers from mainland China, but in just two years, replaced the original Hongmen boundary in New York and took firm roots in Chinatown.

The whole family will be destroyed if they do not agree with each other. This is the standard of Black Star. It may be used to the cruelty of war, but whoever offends them will not leave a living.

This is why Zhou Jingtao is really afraid. This is a group of lunatics, and there is no reason to speak.

The remaining things are naturally much simpler. Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei sat down on the small bench in the restaurant honestly, looking at the transparent plastic cloth, Zhou Jingtao flew up and down in a hurry.

If someone with knowledge is inside, you will be amazed by the speed and precision of this Asian black doctor. When the degradable suture is perfectly knotted by Zhou Jingtao, the wound treatment for Hanzhu Jiu is completed. Too.

Fortunately, there were no shots and penetrations in the wounds, most of them were bruises and sharp wounds. Otherwise, the price of buying emergency blood packs in the black market would also allow Hanju to drink a pot.

Xu Xiaoxiao, who had always been full of confidence, appeared only after the operation. Of course, he also had a thick kraft paper bag in his hand.

"How many?"

"Old rules, fifty thousand cash!"

"Uncle, isn't your playing fee 5000?" (To be continued.)