Since getting this stationery, Wu Sheng has been wondering whether the word "feeling" is the effect of stationery or the conditions for using stationery.

Because he couldn't determine the answer, he didn't dare to use this for a long time. If he had established a connection with the stationery, the response he received was, please stare at the person you wanted to kill with affectionate feelings, he didn't have this confidence.

Until he was hit by "Cupid's Arrow".

Time, place, harmony, and love.

"Does your whole body hurt and you can't move again?" Wu Sheng stared at Han Buting without blinking, coaxing gently, "Don't worry, this is love."

Han Buting's face looked so ugly, but his eyes couldn't move away from the eyes, as if Medusa had taken his soul into it, and his body was petrified. He couldn't even lift a finger, and then it hurt, like thousands of insects eating their bodies.

"You two get on the bus quickly." Although Wu Sheng had the absolute advantage and did not dare to really relax, he was still in "deep affection", so his voice was low and hoarse and affectionate.

Xu Wang's heart trembled when he heard this, and then his emotions became complicated.

The species "Feeling Wu Sheng" may appear once in this life, and the water flows to outsiders. Tat

Han Buting did not receive the envious gaze of the enemy captain, because Xu Wangjin was the co-pilot, and in front of him, the Thirteenth Lang of Central was the one who entered the driver's seat openly.

Yu Guang confirmed that his teammates were in place, and Wu Sheng could finally concentrate on sending Han Buting on the last journey: "In another twenty seconds, you will be free."

Speaking is the only thing Han Buting can do now, but because of the pain, he has been almost silent since he has been caught.

So at this last moment, Wu Sheng didn't expect any questions or answers.

But Han Buting answered: "It takes less than twenty seconds, five seconds."

The bone-eroding pain did not show any pain on the man's face, and after this sentence, he actually smiled like nothingness.

Wu Sheng suddenly realized something was wrong!

"Be careful behind it-"

Xu Wang suddenly shouted in the car, and pounced on Shisanlang at the speed of a black tiger pounced on him, shooting out the sharp waterline from the driver's window!

Wu Sheng turned around without wasting time at all, and believed in Xu Wang's cover, so he rushed to the rear door with one step!

Open the door, get in the car, and complete the action in one go.

The moment his eyes staggered, Han Buting immediately wanted to reach out to stop Wu Sheng, but the stationery effect was relieved, but the pain could not be relieved so quickly. As soon as he moved, he was numb and gasping for air conditioning. In the end, Wu Sheng could only "slam" the car door.

"Sit down firmly-"

As soon as Shisanro of Central China touched the steering wheel, the car engine made a fierce roar. Whether it was the car key or the model, it was full of clouds in the world of the car king.

With one kick to the accelerator, the pink beetle rushed out immediately, like an arrow leaving the string!

Li Zijin, who was soaked in his wrist, didn't care about the pain and pulled the captain who was still standing by the car over to avoid being scratched.

Chi Yingxue did not go to the captain to devote her loyalty, but looked at the pink direction from afar, and said to herself like a curious baby: "Why does this beetle sound like a Ferrari when it comes to driving..."

...

The Beetle, which had been worn by the Ferrari soul, arrived near the building jumper in an instant under Shisanlang's superb skills.

Qian Ai was still fighting with Li Xia, one carrying a chainsaw and the other holding a screwdriver that had broken his mouth. Both of them seemed to have just been taken out of the blood tank, and their faces were covered in blood, which made people feel heartbroken.

Shisanlang braked suddenly on the side of the battlefield. Wu Sheng carried the rocket launcher down and stood in front of the car and aimed at Li Xia: "Old Qian, take Xiaokuan into the car!"

Li Xia held up the screwdriver's hand and stopped in the air, and slowly retracted it.

Wu Sheng could not see his expression hidden in the shadow, but clearly felt his reluctance and was very unwilling to accept it.

Qian Ai re-carried the stopped chainsaw, turned around and picked up Kuang Jinxin on the bench, quickly came to the side of the car. With Xu Wang's help, he settled the person in the co-pilot, tightened his seat belt, and then sat in the back row with Xu Wang.

Wu Sheng took back his weapon and got into the car.

As the accelerator blasted, Li Xia quickly became a small dot deep in the colorful lights, and the pink beetle rushed towards the north gate of the amusement park.

Xu Wang was originally worried that Han Buting and the others would set up some traps at the door. It was not until three minutes later that the Beetle rushed out of the north gate, collided with rocket launchers and broke through a wave of zombies, and went up the spacious fast road, and he was truly relieved.

This relaxed nerve finally remembered the tragic situation of his teammates, and quickly turned his head and worried: "Lao Qian, how are you?"

Qian Ai threw away another red-colored alcohol cotton ball, lifted the face that could finally see some facial features, and sighed tiredly: "Captain Wangwang, I'm really seriously injured. When you think about it, you can only burn paper to hold your dreams."

"Where are you hurt?" It sounds like nothing is wrong, but it looks terrifying. Two buckets of blood cannot produce this effect.

Qian Ai raised his hand and pointed a hole in his eyebrow bone: "Is it so obvious that I can't tell?"

Xu Wang said: "Of course I saw this, what about the others?"

Qian Ai was speechless: "It's not enough? This trick will ruin my live broadcast for several days!"

Xu Wang was even more speechless: "Just like this, you are covered in blood? That other party..."

"The other party is also very good in health. The blood is all zombies. When you drove here, we just finished clearing the zombies before we started fighting again." Qian Aimu grinded his teeth and couldn't deal with the boy. He was very unhappy.

Xu Wang looked at Kuang Jinxin. As a "passive onlooker", he had a fair face and was obviously protected by great strength. The zombies could not touch him, and even the blood stains of the battle could not be stained with him. Only when he was taken to the car just now, his clothes rubbed some blood from Qian Ai's body.

"Why is he not awake yet?" Seeing Xu Wang poking his head over from the back of the chair, Qian Ai asked worriedly.

Xu Wang reached out and looked in: "The breathing is normal, the heartbeat is normal, and the forehead temperature is good, so there should be no big deal."

"I was really seriously injured, so I forced myself to rebound to reality." Wu Sheng said.

"I'm afraid he will get a problem," Qian Ai remembered the scene at that moment, and the worry in his eyes was darkened, and his voice became colder. "Push that guy, don't let me meet next time."

The double guarantee of the captain and military advisor made Qian Ai a little more at ease.

Only then did I remember that the wound was treated halfway.

He lowered his head, and from the first aid box half open on his leg, he used tweezers to soak the iodine wine, put it on the eyebrow bone that had been rubbed with alcohol, then covered the second layer with dry gauze, pulled four strips of tape, and glued the word "well".

The technique is relatively rough, but it cannot hold on to the professional first aid supplies, so it looks quite like that after finishing it.

"Your equipment is so complete." After fastening the first aid kit, Qian Ai crossed Xu Wang who was sitting in the middle and returned it to his military advisor who was leaning against the car window over there. "Isn't it heavy to carry it on his back?"

This is not a simple first aid box, but a first aid box that is almost as big as a backpack and can only be stuffed into it. It has a metal shell, saline, alcohol, gauze, bandage, triangle scarf, safety buckle, cotton swab, round-head scissors, pliers, etc.

"It's okay." Wu Sheng did not stuff the first aid kit back into his backpack, but opened it again.

"No," Xu Wang looked at the newly renovated first aid kit in confusion, "Last time you changed the dressings, it was a plastic box."

"Because I had a premonition that a fool would be injured often, and the entry-level model was not enough." Wu Sheng did not raise his hand, took out a cotton swab and dipped it carefully in iodine.

Xu Wang didn't know what he was going to do, but he heard it and rolled his eyes: "So you have upgraded to the standard version?"

Wu Sheng finally glanced at him: "Mini Luxury Edition."

Xu Wang: “…”

"Squad Leader," Qian Aiwei protested aggrievedly, "I knocked down so many zombies and left such a hole, but I was still cut by branches. If you don't say I'm brave, you can't say I'm stupid, right..."

Wu Sheng: “…”

"He is talking about me." Xu Wang held his forehead. There are those who take care of work and money in this world, but only his team members are taking care of complaints.

After correcting the team members' wrong perception, he felt that his face was not too sluggish. Bai Wu Sheng glanced at him: "If you have the ability, don't be hurt."

Wu Sheng sighed and felt regretful: "I am indeed not injured."

"You are lucky, and there will be a long road in the future."

"Luck is left to those with strength."

“…”

No, if you continue talking to Wu Sheng, he will be injured internally if he has no external injuries!

"Give it." Wu Sheng handed over the iodine cotton swab that he had finally made.

Xu Wang's emotions had not changed yet, so he was stunned for a moment and did not answer: "What?"

Wu Sheng said: "Disin it."

Xu Wang became even more confused: "I was not injured."

"Which one on your arm is a colored brush?" Wu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

Xu Wang looked down at his arm, and the memory finally came back.

A blood mark under the owl pattern was cut by Chi Yingxue's crossbow arrow.

"It's okay, just seep some blood." He felt that Wu Sheng was a little bit of a big deal. Compared with Qian Ai, he was considered a scratch at most.

Wu Sheng glanced at him and simply stopped talking nonsense. He reached over and directly took a cotton swab to disinfect him.

It feels bad to rub the wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodine. Even if the wound is not deep, the technique cannot be controlled simply and roughly. Then it will definitely be irritating.

"It hurts and it hurts--" Xu Wang grabbed the cotton swab and came on his own. In terms of gentleness, if he wants to go to the Ninth Heaven, Wu Sheng has to find a dry well in the basin.

"I know it hurts, so I will stand back next time." Wu Sheng looked at the wound and still felt dazzling.

Xu Wang could not agree: "I am the captain."

Wu Sheng agreed: "It's great, the captain is firmly in the central army."

Xu Wang: “…”

When he found out, Wu Sheng was very clear when he spoke, and all kinds of metaphors, rhetorics, and allusions were nothing he could not. If he divided his mouth a little into serious matters, why would he always be a translator?

Qian Ai looked out the window silently.

Isn’t it just a simple wound disinfection? Do you need to talk so deeply? Do you also need to explore the philosophy of life from poetry, songs and essays...
To be continued...