Chapter 786

Yang Xuan and long Xiaoman talked for a few words. After hanging up the phone, he smiled at the horse bandits and said, "there are no combat tasks recently. You'd better rest first."

A group of horse bandits were disappointed at this.

Long Aotian begged, "brother Yang, you can think of another way. If you don't fight two battles, you can't hold your heart."

"Even if there is no big war, let's fight a little war!"

Looking at the appearance of the horse bandits begging one by one, Yang Xuan really felt a little helpless.

Normal people are looking forward to peace. Even those who mix the underground world such as long Xiaoman are forced to fight. Who doesn't want to live in peace every day?

But these horse bandits are good. It's like fighting. For them, it's like asking them to have fun.

However, looking at the horse bandits like this, Yang Xuan knew that he really had to find something to do for them, otherwise it would have a certain impact on morale.

In desperation, Yang Xuan had to call the weasel again.

After listening to what Yang Xuan asked him to do, the weasel couldn't cry or laugh on the other end of the phone, "brother Yang, you don't know about Nanjiang."

"Since you came, all those who dared to oppose us have been killed. Now our family is the only one in Nanjiang. Where are the enemies?"

"But if you feel pain in your spare time and have to practice your hand, you can go to several towns and villages around."

"Those places are too poor to shit. We don't bother to take care of them. There are some local ruffians and bullies."

Yang Xuan sighed, "OK, no matter how small the mosquito is, it's also meat. You immediately send the addresses of those places to my mobile phone."

"Well, I'll send it right away. By the way, brother Yang, when are you free recently? I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to buy you a drink... Lying in the trough. Don't say, there are beautiful women!"

The weasel at the other end of the phone suddenly screamed, and then cut off the phone.

Yang Xuan shook his head with a bitter smile and thought how could he be a virgin with the virtue of a weasel?

However, Yang Xuan waited left and right, but he didn't wait for the weasel's information, so he had to dial the phone again.

But I called several times in a row and no one answered.

"What's old Huang doing, moth!"

Yang Xuan frowned. When he was thinking about how to clean up the boy, the weasel suddenly took the initiative to dial the phone.

"Why the fuck did you go? I asked you to send a message. The skin is itchy, isn't it?"

Yang Xuan answered the phone and scolded him.

It took several seconds at the other end of the phone before the voice of the weasel with a crying voice came, "brother Yang, you have to decide with me. I was beaten!"

"You were beaten?"

Yang Xuan felt a little confused. Although he usually scolded the weasel and raised his hand, it was just him.

When long Xiaoman and Zhou AHU spent most of their time in the provincial capital, weasel was the absolute leader of Nanjiang city.

Throughout Nanjiang City, as long as the name of the weasel is reported, no matter how much cattle break, people have to be respectful.

So he suddenly said that he was beaten. It's very puzzling.

"You're teasing me. Don't fucking change the subject. Someone dares to beat you on the third mu of land in Nanjiang?"

Yang Xuan asked incredulously.

The weasel cried on the other end of the phone, "brother Yang, how dare I tease you? I'm really beaten."

"Hey, I don't know a word or two about this. I'm on my way to the second municipal hospital. If you don't believe it, you can come and have a look."

Yang Xuan paused slightly, thinking that there was something strange about it, he said hello to Zhang beikai and asked them to look at the horse bandits, while he drove straight to the second municipal hospital.

"Oh, easy, easy!"

As soon as I got to the door of the ward, I heard the cry of the weasel inside.

When I went in, I saw the weasel naked, wearing only a big red triangular underpants, several bloody scars on his body, and several nurses and doctors were sewing needles for him.

"Brother Yang, did you see that? I really didn't lie to you!"

The weasel saw Yang Xuan and cried.

Yang Xuan felt that there was something wrong with the wounds on the weasel. After staring carefully for a few seconds, he frowned slightly and said, "who cut you like this?"

"Yes... Yes... Two people..."

The weasel seemed to stammer.

"Isn't it a man or a rabbit? I asked you who did it!"

Yang Xuan found it very difficult to communicate with this guy every time.

"Brother Yang, two women did it."

At this time, a little brother next to me broke in.

"Grass, NIMA talks a lot. Go aside and let you talk!"

The weasel angrily scolded the little brother, then looked at Yang Xuan and said, "brother Yang, it was a woman who hurt me."

"But it's my fault that I'm more pitiful to women. Even if I'm wronged, I can't do it to women."

"Otherwise, brother Yang, you know me. If I let go, how can I not even clean up two women?"

Yang Xuan slanted his eyes and asked, "then why were you on the phone just now? You shouted for me to avenge you?"

"This..."

The weasel was speechless for a moment, and then quickly explained, "at that time, I was joking. How could I care more about the two old women? This little injury is like tickling for me."

Just after saying this, a nurse nearby rushed into the white coat of the sewing needle and said, "Dr. Wang, no, there's not enough anesthetic!"

The doctor nodded calmly, then looked up at the yellow mouse and said, "Sir, you just said you were not afraid of pain? It's easy to do. We don't have enough anesthetic, so you can make do with it."

"Sleeping trough, I didn't mean that... Ah!"

The scream of a weasel killing a pig came from the ward.

Yang Xuan next to him was not at all sympathetic. He thought that the boy deserved it. Who let him pretend to be forced if he had nothing to do?

After sewing the needle, the weasel explained while wiping the sweat beads on his forehead, "the scene is too bloody. I'm afraid to scare some little nurses, so I use shouting to divert their attention."

A nurse covered her mouth and smiled, "then we have to thank you."

"You're welcome. Pity has always been my code of conduct. By the way, little sister nurse, I'm writing a collection of poems about nurses recently. If it's convenient, add a wechat. I'll just ask you for advice."

The weasel smiled at the nurse mm.

The little nurse probably thought the weasel was very interesting. She didn't refuse. She took out her mobile phone and scanned the weasel.

"Melancholy Saxophone?"

The nurse was stunned, "how do you take such a name?"

The weasel sighed, looked up at the ceiling 45 degrees, looked at the vicissitudes of life, and said slowly, "there are some things, you don't have to say more, just let it go with the wind."

Yang Xuan, who was next to him, had endured it to the extreme. He stretched out his hand and slapped on this guy's forehead. "Can you stop pretending to be forced and ask you something? How did you get hurt just now and what the person who hurt you looked like? Do you know your boy has been around the gate of hell!"