In the crystal shop on First Street, everyone was burned to black and their faces looked pale.

However, the attack effect was very weak and did not cause any substantial damage to them, but it was just like it was too much. But if they could go to the hospital for examination, they would definitely find that there was some lack of blood in their bodies now. It was like it suddenly evaporated, and there was no trauma at all, but there was really some blood out of thin air.

If Long Xiao had not activated his real skills by accident and had the first time he had a very small attack, his group of people would have been roasted into charcoal.

At this time, the owner of the crystal shop faintly came out from behind the counter and asked, "Mr. Tang, do we want to call the police?"

Tang Heng quickly squirted the old guy with a spit on his face and shouted: "Call the police, call the police, you sister! I didn't see that I'm so embarrassed now! Do you want everyone to see this joke? Secretly send someone to chase me! I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!"

But now Tang Heng's hair is burned to carbon now, and his face is pitch black like an indigenous person.

Once the police are called, there will definitely be reporters who will come over directly by smelling the smell. At that time, his appearance will be promoted everywhere, which will be amazing and will directly lose the face of the whole family.

How could the Tang family make him so embarrassing?

So even if he was so cowardly by that deceased, Tang Heng didn't even dare to make a fart.

Who made him so unlucky? Who would have thought that a disabled person would still carry a fire spitter on his body every day!

However, I feel that the flamethrower is very advanced and will spew out a dragon shape. If you find the disabled person, you must snatch his treasure.

In the real world, even Tang Heng has never seen such a strange thing. Who would have thought that he could actually transform a fire dragon from his hands, but he was not a magician.

He subconsciously leaned on this matter to the high-tech flamethrower.

If it were the legendary magic skills, how could he be only criticized and not injured now?

Long Xiao didn't care what Tang Heng and the others thought, so he quickly asked Zhiwang No. 1 to push him out.

However, this rich street is very long. With the speed of a disabled man and a robot, he will definitely be discovered and captured in a few minutes. At that time, he will lose the potion that can be used to restore magic power, and he will have to wait to die.

What to do, what to do? He is now looking around and trying to find a way to hide himself and the number one of the smart brains.

"Where is that place? Why are there so many people?"

Suddenly, a group of people in front seemed to be watching something. Long Xiao thought about it and he had no way out, so he let Zhiwang No. 1 push himself into the crowd.

I originally wanted to hide his traces through the crowd, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that it was an old man lying on the ground. There was a huge wound on his body, bleeding.

The fragrance of medicine came from the shop behind him. The old man was dressed very much. He looked like he was a doctor in the Chinese medicine hall.

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

"What's going on? Why did I see blood strips on him?"

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

Speaking of which, he can only be considered a bad person. He is hiding his life now and is still thinking about saving people.

Suddenly, a waiter ran out of the store where the old man was lying. He looked at the old man and his eyes widened in an instant.

"Ah, Mr. Meng, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the bloodstains winding for a long time, it seemed that the man named Mr. Meng came out of the store and was assassinated.

Long Xiao suddenly had an idea. If he entered the store with them at this time and disappeared silently under the wall of people.

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

Long Xiao's words shocked the waiter, but he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, sir, please stop the bleeding from the old man first, I'll call the doctor now."

As he said that, two more waiters came out of the store and carried Mr. Meng to the house. They also quickly sent out the customers in the store and closed the store door.

Another waiter has called the first aid number.

Long Xiao glanced around and happened to be the Chinese medicine hall, and he had all the things he needed here. So he said, "I am a chef and I need some medicinal materials to make something."

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

Actually, Long Xiao didn't know, he just made a random mistake, otherwise his blood-recovering bun would have a name.

"Smart Brain Number One, go get it!"

Of course, Zhizhu No. 1 knew what to take. However, under Long Xiao's instructions, he ran to the ginseng and took some wild mountain ginseng.

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

Then, Long Xiao asked Zhiwang No. 1 to block it, pretending to take something out of his backpack, and then synchronizes a blood-recovering bun with a synchronizer.

Of course, he could not feed the old man buns in front of others, otherwise he would not be kicked out.

He took a medicine pounding instrument next to him, and mashed the blood-recovered buns under the cover of Zhiwang No. 1.

In this way, you can't tell what it is, you can only see a ball of sticky substance.

Then, the sticky thing was stuffed into Mr. Meng's mouth—

"Hey, I'll tell you what a chef is. Can this work?"

In their opinion, Long Xiao just took out some medicinal materials and the ointment in his hand and stuffed it into Mr. Meng's mouth.

Is this really possible?

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

He brought some hot water and washed the things from Mr. Meng's mouth directly.

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

Not bad, even if it is crushed, it will have some effect.

The blood volume was quickly pulled back above the cordon. Although a bun could not meet the blood recovery requirements at all, stopping bleeding and maintaining life were enough.

The waiters watched the wounds on Mr. Meng's body quickly closed and the blood was no longer flowing, and they were filled with surprise.

"Don't say, this doctor, your methods are really clever."

Long Xiao smiled slightly as if he was calm.

Huh...Is this considered fooling around?
Chapter completed!