The heavy rain is still pouring down, like the last reflection of a dying person, with a hint of sadness in the ferociousness.
Fu Nian looked at the three figures appearing in the darkness in the distance.
Two and a half to be exact.
The slender and undulating figure among them was familiar to Fu Nian. It was Chen Xiaoxiao. But next to her was an old man. The old man was equally tall. His whole body was hidden inside the black raincoat, and his whole body looked like someone in a deep valley.
It is as deep as a secluded pool and has no waves in an ancient well. The old scholar-like temperament is like a tangible majesty that makes people want to sit upright and straight.
However, Fu Nian looked at the other party's pair of gray-blue eyes. The pupils were so bright that they seemed like burning fire, making it difficult for him to retreat inexplicably.
This look reminded Fu Nian of his surprise, curiosity, and uncontrollable urge to take it home when he saw the little lion at the zoo for the first time.
Behind him was a young man who was in a coma. The man's handsome Western face was about the same as Raymond's. But at this time, the face was only weak and pale. There were no exposed lips.
A little bit of blood.
He was obviously seriously injured.
Fu Nian threw the few remaining bandages on his body to Chen Xiaoxiao, and nodded at the injured on the back of the old man next to him.
Chen Xiaoxiao took the bandage handed over by Fu Nian, turned around and took out a box of emergency medicine from the inner pocket of the old man's raincoat.
Then... he walked quickly towards Fu Nian.
Fu Nian looked at Chen Xiaoxiao walking towards him blankly.
What I mean is that I want you to bandage the serious injury. Why are you coming towards me?
But before Fu Nian could say anything, Chen Xiaoxiao unbuttoned Fu Nian's shirt.
"What are you doing?" Fu Nian leaned back in surprise.
"I'll bandage your wound! You were injured so badly, the rain was so heavy, and you still ran so far. Look at your pale face. What should I do if the wound is infected?"
Fu Nian subconsciously looked at the old man behind Chen Xiaoxiao who was about to put down the sick and wounded.
The old man's movements seemed to be petrified and he stood motionless. He stared at Chen Xiaoxiao with a pair of huge blue eyes, as if he had seen something horrifying.
He lowered his head and looked at his still bleeding thigh wound.
Is this the same Chen Xiaoxiao in the college who was indifferent to the man who confessed to him, and even sent it to the news forum to be whipped?
Is this the same Chen Xiaoxiao who, despite being whipped to death, still kept pouring out all kinds of confessions, and finally sent them all to the office of the Commission for Discipline Inspection?
Manstein once thought that Chen Xiaoxiao was a girl with a cheerful personality and a more cheerful orientation. Because of the high quality of the boys in their college, they were at the top of human biology in terms of appearance and talent.
Unless they have different sexual preferences, he doesn't believe that anyone can ignore such indiscriminate bombardment.
But today,
Manstein looked at Fu Nian who huddled in the corner with his arms folded across his chest, and Chen Xiaoxiao who still had an unyielding expression.
If the men in their academy saw this, it would end the youthful dreams of many elite teachers in the academy.
"However, this little face, tsk tsk, I have to say that it is indeed a level higher than the ones in the academy." Manstein propped his chin thoughtfully and looked at Fu Nian's pale crying face.
"I've really bandaged it." Fu Nian was really about to cry. He held on to his clothes tightly and didn't dare to use any force.
If you use force, the clothes will be damaged; if you don't use force, the clothes will be gone.
"I have learned first-aid wound treatment in college, and I also have a registered nurse license in the United States. My wound treatment skills ensure that you will be painless and feel nothing." Chen Xiaoxiao was so anxious that he almost pulled off the raincoat on his head. His dark eyes
Looking into Fu Nian's eyes seriously.
Fu Nian knew that Chen Xiaoxiao was really worried that he couldn't handle the wound well, but he really couldn't show it to her. There wouldn't be any problem even if he left his minor injury alone.
Will the dragon be worried about wound infection?
joke!
It is not certain who will be infected.
But the blood inside me is not red. If something goes wrong, I will be killed.
"Xiao Xiao, I may not have handled Cassipeo's wound well. Do you want to come and have a look?" Manstein said when he saw the argument over there.
"Busy!" Chen Xiaoxiao said angrily, his mouth bulging like a chubby little hamster.
"The professor also seems to have a wound on his leg." Fu Nian smelled the faint smell of blood in the air and his eyes fell on the thigh being bandaged.
Chen Xiaoxiao frowned.
"You can help the professor take care of it first. When the rain stops when we get back, I will let you take care of the wound?" Fu Nian took a step back and asked.
Chen Xiaoxiao looked into Fu Nian's eyes. After a while, he reluctantly nodded his chin. He turned around and walked towards the professor.
Manstein glanced at Fu Nian with slight appreciation.
"Hello, Fu Nian. I am Gerd Rudolf Manstein, a tenured professor at Kassel College."
Manstein smiled and extended his hand to Fu Nian.
Fu Nian hurriedly stood up, sat down next to Manstein and held his hands.
"Hello, professor." He is a tenured professor and he doesn't know the value of it, but he only knows that it should be very powerful.
"I have heard Xiaoxiao tell me what happened before. I will never hide the matter of Deadpool from any academy. I will ask for credit for you as a professor. For the sake of these two Deadpools
, the board of directors will not refuse the credit that the college asks you for." Manstein's voice was a little excited, obviously hiding something that he had not explained to Fu Nian.
"Professor, I didn't kill this Deadpool." Fu Nian said, looking at Deadpool's body still soaked in the rain.
"Didn't you kill him?" Manstein was stunned for a moment, but then his expression changed. "Could it be?"
Manstein thought of Raymond's figure.
"Yes, Xiaoxiao should have told you that it was the masked man who probably killed him. But he must have left. When I came, there was only one corpse here."
Manstein frowned and nodded slightly after listening, indicating that he understood.
"Where is Raymond?" Chen Xiaoxiao suddenly asked. "Isn't he here to chase the masked man?"
"I just asked Norma, and Norma said he got lost."
Chen Xiaoxiao: "..."
Manstein: "..."
"But luckily he got lost. If he ran to the right place, your executive department would have lost another B-level commissioner." Fu Nian said, looking at the weak breathing commissioner next to Manstein.
When they came, Norma told them that there were three commissioners and one professor here. Looking at it now, only these half are left.
At this time, Fu Nian had another piece of the puzzle to understand the strength of hybrids.
Ordinary Deadpool seems to have an easy time dealing with these ordinary hybrids.
I just don’t know how effective those deadpools are? Fu Nian thought of the special deadpools in another part of the Nibelungen.
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The rain is still continuing, but the intensity is far less than the exaggeration just now. At this time, it can only be regarded as heavy rain.
The three of them sat cross-legged in the heavy rain, silently guarding the two Deadpool bodies in the middle. They were waiting for the next batch of execution department support to arrive. They were also waiting for Raymond to appear.
Manstein was thinking about something with his brows furrowed. His knowledge far exceeded that of anyone present, and he could obtain far more information from the same intelligence than they did.
ten minutes later,
A heavily armed figure reappeared in the curtain of heavy rain. Raymond seemed to have experienced a life-or-death stab at this moment, and his raincoat was torn out of shape.
Standing in the heavy rain with his whole body wet, his hair disheveled, his bright blue eyes staring at Fu Nian and yelling,