A few minutes later, Luohu and Wang Shun left at the same time.

Wang Hailong continued to hold his "family bucket" with relish and satisfy his mouth, but he would mumble "Taotie" from time to time, as if he was really interested in this new nickname.

"Cruff!"

At this moment, the door of the emergency room opposite him opened. Wu Bei tiptoed out his head and looked left and right, then ran to Wang Hailong barefoot and asked quietly: "Are you leaving?"

"You're not inaudible."

Wang Hailong grabbed a handful of chicken and rice and stuffed it into his mouth, and hummed in dissatisfaction: "By the way, why don't you tell them in person? You are all buddies, and no one offended anyone."

"It has nothing to do with offending or not. It is best to talk to others about what others say. If I say to them, they will only think that there is something in my words and will not take it to heart. But if it is conveyed through you, they will think about the meaning of the words."

Wu Bei raised his gauze-wrapped arm and smiled bitterly.

The team is getting bigger, and the brothers are in charge of each other now. If Wu Bei uses the almost commanding tone of the past to communicate with them, it will not only not allow them to grow, but will easily cause rebellious psychology.

Who doesn’t want to be a little face? Whether it’s a peddler or a prince or a noble, living a life of silence, isn’t it just to be looked down upon and needed by others?

Although Wang Shun and Luohu, including the brothers below, Wu Bei could see through the accident of Wang Liangliang a few days ago that their team of straw troupes are growing, and more and more brothers are eager to be faced and respected!

"We have never been a leader, and we don't understand your skills in controlling people. Are you discharged from the hospital directly, or take a rest?"

Wang Hailong shook his head and said.

He is a person who doesn't like complexity. Although his mind is quite flexible, it doesn't affect him at all.

"Let's lie down for a while. I won't show up for a minute, and the assault who attacks our bastard will have to be nervous for a minute."

Wu Bei sneered with his wrinkled nose.

Although he suspected that the person who designed them this time might be Wang Ye, there was no evidence and he could not catch the positions of those knife hands. What Wu Bei had to do now is to think quietly and then create some psychological pressure on the other party.

"It's up to you, I'm fine anyway."

Wang Hailong shrank his neck in agreement. He just ordered a lot of takeaways with Wang Shun's mobile phone, just so he could just wait while the time was waiting.

"You really don't sew a needle?"

Wu Bei pointed to the wound on his back.

This guy is not only a fierce man, but also a savage. Just now, he saw Wang Hailong take a whole bottle of medical alcohol on his knife. The pain was indescribable, but Hailong's face did not change.

He is really interested in this tiger thing now.

"No sewing, no, no, I won't sew it now, let's talk about it later, hey, I'll ask you, what's the name Taotie?"

Wang Hailong raised his head and spoke.

"Taotie?"

Wu Beimi blinked his eyes. He didn't have much research on myths and stories. The only thing he knew about Taotie was that thing was one of the most famous "buckets". He ate the sky, the earth and the air. It is said that the most awesome thing was to satisfy his oral desires, and it ate itself.

"Don't say it, it's quite in line with your temperament."

Thinking of this, Wu Bei joked.

"I think so, hehe."

Wang Hailong licked the oil stains on his lips and sang aloud.

"What does it mean brother?"

Monk Wu Beizhang Er is usually confused.

"What does it mean, it's just a little frustrated."

Wang Hailong opened his eyes wide, and a fierce light burst out from his eyes: "I have been hurt a lot in this life, but it is the first time that a few clowns have made people turn up. I have to return the hole on my back!"

Since the attack, he has been in a stable state. Wu Bei even thought he had no psychological activities and thought he was unlucky, but he did not expect his revenge mentality to be so strong.

"Don't hurry to take revenge, don't do anything randomly, let me think about it carefully."

Wu Bei whispered to dissuade him.

"I'm not in a hurry, patience is the most basic quality of a hunter."

Wang Hailong laughed, lowered his head and started to eat the snacks in front of him.

After chatting for a few days, Wu Bei returned to the ward to rest. He had been unable to withstand the lack of sleep and excessive blood loss for several consecutive days.

It was dark until dark. When Wu Bei opened his eyes again, the wall clock on the wall showed that it was already past two o'clock in the morning. He stretched comfortably and walked out of the ward slowly.

"Hey, fuck, you can eat here for a day?"

As soon as I went out, I saw Wang Hailong leaning on the plastic chair in the corridor as he was before going to bed, with his feet full of disposable fast food boxes and snack packaging bags, which looked like a small garbage dump.

"Um."

He put down the plain noodles in his hand, stood up and turned around, then lifted up his clothes, and said in a muffled voice: "Look at what do you think?"

There was an extra blue tattoo on Wang Hailong's strong back.

That guy is like a dragon and sheep, with red eyes and sharp tiger teeth, which is a bit like the Prajna that young people like to tattoo nowadays, but it is completely different, with a more fierce momentum and more evil nature. The most scary thing is a big mouth with dog teeth intertwined, which actually bites half of the human body.

I don’t know if the tattoo artist is too skilled or why, Wu Bei always feels that the blood in the monster’s mouth seems to be real and flowing. He can’t help but walk forward and touch it.

"I'm going, it's so bloody? You... you're playing a bit crazy brother."

Only then did Wu Bei notice that the monster's mouth on the tattoo pattern was the one he had suffered before, but the edge of the knife was only stitched very roughly, so blood kept leaking out.

"Taotie!"

Wang Hailong put down one pair, took out a pair of black-framed resin glasses from his top pocket and put them on, and smiled and said, "Take off the glasses, I am Wang Hailong from the ninth place, and I am the glutton of tigers!"

Before Wu Bei could come back, he continued to murmur: "Wang Hailong in the ninth place cannot interfere with the melee of local forces, nor can he participate in it. However, the roaring Taotie can swallow all directions with big mouths. Next, I must present a feast to the people in Chongshi..."
Chapter completed!