Early the next morning, after Su Zhao got up, he first glanced at the wound on his left arm.

But I found that more than two hours later, the wound the size of a fingernail was no longer bleeding, and a black and red scar was formed.

"The physical fitness of a warrior is much stronger than that of an ordinary person. If an ordinary person was shot, he would probably lose half his life!"

"At most, the injury on my body will recover after last week!"

He waved his left arm and found that the injury no longer affected his usual activities. He couldn't help but sigh.

"I am now at the level of refining meat, and I have 1,500 kilograms of strength when I take action. I can compare with the dark martial artist. At most, I don't have the means of Yin Jin!"

"It seems that the mysterious man's realm was higher than mine last night. He should be the result of the dark energy. The warrior of the magic power will not show mercy and will definitely capture me."

While Su Zhao was washing up, he was still thinking about what happened last night.

Although it was only more than an hour, many things happened, which were much more exciting than Su Zhao's previous life for more than 20 years.

The assassination of Admiral Kang An was almost killed.

When talking to Huang Feihong, I learned some secrets in the world.

What are the eight great masters? The eight are the sixth ones who are loyal to the royal family.

Although Su Zhao asked Huang Feihong about his doubts last night, he did not get an answer.

Because even Huang Feihong didn’t know why there were eight masters who ruled the world, but there were still incidents of Western countries raging in China.

As soon as Su Zhao's question arose, Huang Feihong no longer had any interest in talking, and then went back to bed.

Su Zhao smiled and returned to the guest room.

After a moment of sniffing, it was dawn.

At this moment, Su Zhao suddenly heard many people running around outside in a hurry, accompanied by noisy sounds.

He felt a little strange. After all, except for Huang Feihong and his apprentice, Baozhilin usually only has patients to see the doctor, or occasionally there are people from militia coming.

Why is it so noisy?

After washing up, Su Zhao immediately walked out of the guest room and walked towards the front hall. Then he saw five or six people carrying an old man covered in blood and hurried into the gate of Baozhilin.

Some of them shouted loudly: "Master Huang, help me!"

Hearing the shouts, Huang Feihong hurriedly walked out of the house.

"So it was for Huang Feihong to see a doctor!"

"Hey, it seems like there is such a scene in the original work..."

Su Zhao, who was standing aside, said intimately.

When Huang Feihong saw the visiting person, he hurriedly asked the disciples to carry the injured into the medical room, and Su Zhao also went up to watch the fun.

After carrying the injured person into the medical room, Huang Feihong first asked about the injury, and asked his teeth to rub soda, and first prepared various medicines.

Huang Feihong asked, "Big Niu, what injuries did the old man suffer?"

The man named Daniu was from the militia. After hearing Huang Feihong's words, he said, "Master Huang, was Uncle Li shot by an American foreign gun?"

Huang Feihong was surprised and asked, "Okay, how could Americans hit Uncle Li with foreign guns?"

"well!"

The big bull showed resentment and said, "Uncle Li originally delivered vegetables to the British, but he got on the wrong boat and arrived on the American boat. When the American saw Uncle Li, he shot him without saying a word!"

Then, he complained: "Those foreigners all look the same, with yellow hair and green eyes. Who can tell the difference? It's normal for them to go wrong. These foreigners are too bullying!"

Hearing this, Su Zhao suddenly realized that he was sure that the plot of the world master had officially started!

In the movie, after Aunt Thirteen arrived in Foshan, she took a camera to take photos everywhere. Then it took a while before the plot officially began.

Later, the old man surnamed Li was shot and injured. Huang Feihong was so angry that he asked the admiral to argue.

Later, Liang Kuan, a martial artist who passed through the theater, led to the villain, the Shahe Gang.

Later, Bao Zhilin was burned, and Aunt Thirteen was tied up by the Shahe Gang, and gave it to the American human trafficker Ji Shan.

At the end, it is naturally a happy ending.

The Shahe Gang was wiped out, Ji Shan died, and the people were rescued.

But what interested Su Zhao the most was.

Aunt Thirteen was caught on the boat. At the time when she was rescued, was she fucked by someone else?

Anyway, Su Zhao is more inclined to happen.

It was not that he speculated on others with the greatest malicious intention, but that the gangsters and Jishan and others of Shahe Gang were not considered good people.

A beautiful woman came to her door. In this era of imperfect laws, they had no reason not to start.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Thinking of this, Su Zhao smiled playfully and looked at Huang Feihong with a strange look, as if he was wearing a big hat on his head, which was shiny green.

Su Zhao's mind was very simple. Although he admired Aunt Thirteen, he did not think about taking it for himself and breaking up the CP of her and Huang Feihong.

However, he didn't know that his butterfly flapped his wings and changed some people and things.

Who knows what the future will be?

"Brother Su, what's wrong? Why are your eyes so weird and creepy!"

Huang Feihong was filled with anger after hearing Daniu's words. He turned around and happened to meet Su Zhao looking at him playfully, and was very puzzled.

"Nothing, I thought of something fun. Brother Huang, please be busy with yours!"

Su Zhao shook his head. He would not say what hadn't happened yet. It was just annoying.

Huang Feihong looked at him suspiciously, and saw that he looked calm like water, so he had to give up, turn around and go into the medical room, and instruct: "Asu has prepared cotton, medicinal wine and golden sore medicine, Akai goes to make a basin of hot water, Adong helps the old man, don't let the old man move!"

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward and took off the old man's clothes, and carefully looked at the wound.

In this era, almost all the troops of Western countries are equipped with Mauser rifles. Although they are far less powerful than Su Zhao's guns in his previous life, the lead bullets are still very troublesome to treat when entering the human body.

Moreover, Mr. Li, who was shot, was just an ordinary person. Unlike Su Zhao who was shot last night, he could use his strength to squeeze the bullets out.

The old man's gunshot wound was on his chest, and the American soldier who shot clearly wanted to kill someone.

Fortunately, the wound was on the left chest and it was not hit to the heart position. Otherwise, just prepare the coffin board directly, and the immortal Daluo came to earth and could not help.

After checking for a while, Huang Feihong quickly formulated a treatment plan.

Bao Zhilin is a clinic that treats falls and falls. Huang Feihong has seen injuries with foreign guns before. He has a skillful and orderly treatment method.

After some busyness, the bullet from Mr. Li’s chest was taken out, disinfected him again, sprinkled with golden sores, and bandaged the wound. Huang Feihong stopped.

During this period, as in the original work, Lin Shirong, who gave pork to Baozhilin, came and learned that a foreigner had shot the Han people. He was angry and shouted that he wanted to kill the foreigners.

After being scolded by Huang Feihong, Lin Shirong became honest.

After the treatment, when he returned to the main hall, Huang Feihong washed his hands, took the hookah on the table and took a sip, sat down and sighed, and said to the disciples: "It is related to human life. I have to go to the yamen to explain this matter to the foreigners, otherwise how can we Han people stay in Foshan in the future?"

"Brother Huang, I think you are wasting your efforts. The yamen will not stand up for the common people!"

After hearing this, Su Zhao understood Huang Feihong’s plan.

Huang Feihong planned to borrow the government to put pressure on foreigners and ask for compensation, so that foreigners would not easily shoot and kill people.

However, in Su Zhao's opinion, Lao Huang was thinking too much. The court feared foreigners like a tiger. It has always been the foreigners who put pressure on the yamen. How could the yamen put pressure on the foreigners?

Moreover, how could those noble and powerful figures in the yamen care about the cheap life of a mere vegetable farmer? Not to mention, offending foreigners for a lowly vegetable farmer!

Relying on them? Let's take a shower and go to bed early!

"Oh, let's do our best and leave your destiny!"
Chapter completed!