"Ah, you guy, you made such a mess without seeing it for a while. Did you mean it? Do you want to make people notice it and call the police?" Wei Ze picked up the girl at the first time. The latter was holding a noodle in his mouth and staring at the food on the ground reluctantly.

"Don't die as soon as possible. The people here will not put themselves in danger for strangers. Besides, I'm not a bad person. On the contrary, I will send you home. If you want to go home, then be honest." The bounty hunter put the girl on his knees, then took out a pair of chopsticks from the plastic bottle, stuffed it into her hand, and pointed to the remaining half of the fried noodles, "Okay, let's continue eating."

The girl looked at the plate in front of her and then on the ground, and found that it seemed that the latter was more attractive to her.

"Don't even think about it, just give it to me here." Wei Ze deliberately emphasized his tone, but after he finished speaking, he also realized that the girl didn't seem to know how to use the chopsticks in her hand.

"Is it so exaggerated? This kind of thing is common sense. By the way, I can't even use chopsticks, how did you eat before." Wei Ze felt that he had never been so tired. He had to teach others to get chopsticks first when eating fried noodles.

So it's really more troublesome to say that little guys are more troublesome than the other ones.

If possible, it would be better to send her back to Tilro Group tomorrow.

It took about five minutes for the bounty hunter to start and finally taught his lifelong skills for food. This felt even harder than fighting with someone.

After the girl finished her meal, Weize fulfilled her promise and took her to the clothing stall next door, and spent 40 credit points to buy a set of children's clothing.

It includes a pair of adldas sneakers and sweatpants, a branded with a big-mouthed monkey but with Peppa Pig printed on its chest, and a star-spotted autumn dress that was just too lazy to fake the trademark. In addition, the boss also gave two pairs of socks, but he didn't see anyone selling children's underwear from the street to the end of the street.

The bounty hunter could only buy the smallest ladies underwear as a living horse.

After finishing all this, he had time to deal with his own business. He found a small supermarket and bought a bottle of liquor of the highest degree, a bag of medical gauze, and an emergency sewing bag. For caution, he took two more pieces of chocolate and a bag of potato chips and mixed them together.

After paying the bill at the cashier, Wei Ze took the little girl back to his residence.

I took a shower for the latter first and changed into new clothes. The underwear was not surprisingly large. I found that it was actually lace and I had no choice but to vacuum it first. Fortunately, it was a little devil, so it was no big deal.

The bounty hunter then turned on the TV, transferred to the children's channel, carried the bag of things to the bathroom, took off his shirt in front of the mirror, and took off the wound that was shot, which had now scabbed there.

However, the bullet inside has not been taken out yet, and staying inside for a long time will inevitably lead to infection.

Weize took a deep breath. It was naturally not the first time he had been a bounty hunter who had been a man who had been a man who had been shot for so many years.

However, in the past, such things would be handled. For large-scale affairs, all their own medical teams would be hired as part-time jobs. Even those who are lonely can register in the hospital.

But with Weize's current situation, he can only solve it himself.

The bounty hunter disinfected the multi-function knife in his pocket with hot water and lighter, drank half a bottle of white wine, stuffed his mouth with a towel, then picked up the blood scab on his arm, and then continued to press the tip of the knife down and cut it into the flesh and blood.

As the movement continued, blue veins also bulged on his forehead.

The first time he started, he was a little unskilled. It took him a while to cut out the bullets, and it was much better when it was the second one.

But after doing this, he also took half of his life.

Only then did he realize that he had made a low-level mistake and forgot to put the thread of the wound first. He lost too much blood and was unprecedentedly weak. In addition, he had a problem with hand shaking, so he had been wearing it several times but failed...

Weize leaned his back against the bathtub and decided to have a break.

At this time, he saw the little girl standing by the door.

Instead of watching cartoons in the room, the latter looked at him at the bathroom door.

The bathroom is now in a mess, with blood all over the ground, and a knife and bullet. The ordinary little ghost must have screamed when he saw this scene, but the girl is still very quiet.

The bounty hunter took off the towel from his mouth and waved to her, "Hey, come here."

The girl listened to the words and walked to someone obediently.

Weize handed her the needle and thread and made a gesture, "Can you put this in?"

The girl stood in the blood, tried a few times, and easily put the thread on it.

"Thank you." Weize took back the needle and thread, sewed the wound, and wrapped it in gauze, and finally got the wound done.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, "By the way, I almost forgot to ask, do you have a name? I can't always call you if I keep feeding you."

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Weize was almost used to this kind of self-questioning, so he continued, "Then I'll give you one. Regardless of whether you had a name before, it was only used between the two of us. From now on, I'll call you... Well, two thousand five."

The bounty hunter then pointed at himself, "White Wolf, my nickname."

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"We should be together for a while until I send you home. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, in front of outsiders, I pretend to be your father, and you pretend to be my daughter. Do you remember? Oh, and, things like tonight should not happen again. You should act as normal as possible, just like those peers. Of course, don't be as naughty as you are. In fact, if you ask me to say that you are good now, you are a little bored."

Wei Ze just shed a lot of blood. After saying a few words, he felt a little tiredness. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, there's nothing you have to do. Go to bed and watch TV. Let me sit here for a while."

The bounty hunter finished smoking the cigarette alone in the bathroom and threw the cigarette butt into the bathtub. After that, his eyelids became heavier. He wanted to sniff for a few minutes, but he didn't expect that he would fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

She slept until midnight before she woke up. The cartoons on the TV were still airing, and the villain's exaggerated laughter echoed in the room. However, Qiqiuwu did not stay in bed as he said. She didn't know when she dragged the backpack over and placed it at Weize's feet, while she curled up in a ball, laying inside, and fell asleep against someone.
Chapter completed!