The villain just wants to live

 FyrenZhang raised his hands, "If you kill me, you're dead too."

 "I'm not afraid to die!"

 FyrenZhang looked at her, "But is it necessary?"

 "The Young Lord needs you to die!"

 "I'm his brother, he wants to kill me?"

 "For the sake of Snow City, for the people of the Northern Kingdom! For the sake of the whole of China's living beings!"

 FyrenZhang laughed, "Is that what he told you? There's no other way to do good besides killing your brothers and pitting women?"

 "I ... can't figure it out! There's no need to figure it out either! Anyway, Young Lord knows everything, I just have to listen to him."

 FyrenZhang looked at her, "You feel confused don't you?"

 "What are you babbling about?"

 "You're starting to not know what's right, aren't you?"

 "Shut up!"

 "Your Young Lord, keeps giving you tasks you don't really want to do, you've doubted it but don't dare to think deeply about it, don't you?"

 "Don't be ridiculous!"

 FyrenZhang said, "Let's leave the questions to time. Right now your ribs are broken and misaligned, if you can't adjust them in time, you will die."

 "I said I'm not afraid to die."

 "If you die, who will protect your young master in the future?"

 Sherry froze.

 "Your family's young master will have a long road ahead of him, the opponents he encounters will be many and will become more and more powerful, he needs you to be alive, alive to help him. You put down the knife, I'll help you pick up your bones."

 "My body belongs to the Young Lord, I will never let anyone touch it!"

 "It's not like I haven't touched it."

 "You ..."

 Sherry was just about to exert herself when the pain drilling through her heart made her instantly lose her strength.

 FyrenZhang snatched the dagger with a split hand, threw it to the side, and quickly pointed her acupoints.

 "Whew..."

 FyrenZhang exhaled, "You, you're still too tender. After your young master gives you that that, hey, your divine sense will be restored. You'll be a smart little girl by then."

 "Right now! Bear with me, I'll give you bones."

 "Don't ... please, don't touch me, I can't betray the Young Lord."

 FyrenZhang looked at her, "Don't be feudal, if I were your Young Lord, I wouldn't want you to use your life to keep the festival. I'd rather you be touched and looked at by men, but I also want you to live, be healthy, and have everything go your way."

 "But ... you ..."

 "All right, there are many things you don't understand, if you don't understand, just listen to those who understand. In the eyes of the doctor, only patients, no men and women. Those doctors who look at special diseases, a woman's body casually look, there is no ripple, is looking at a pile of meat, a life only."

 "Are you a doctor?"

 FyrenZhang bared his teeth, "No."

 "So you got a nosebleed?"

 "Huh?" FyrenZhang realized that after a beautiful woman's upper body was completely naked in front of him, he was really still excited.

 Wiping away the nosebleed, he continued to work.

 [I'm not really a doctor yet.]

 [Wow, the day I fed her medicine I knew she had a big capital, it looks even bigger than touching it.]

 [糟糕,这么大的...不方便工作啊! This east pulling and pulling ...]

 Sherry was so ashamed that she couldn't wait to faint, but she just didn't faint.

 FyrenZhang tossed and turned for a long time, wiping the nosebleed that kept flowing out while rambling:

 "In a doctor's eyes, a patient is a patient, there is no other status!"

 "Let's say you, although you have enough capital, a good shape, a good hand, and not much resistance right now, but guess what? I just have a heart of gold!"

 FyrenZhang pulled a roll of toilet paper from the side, wiped away the nosebleed, and plugged his nostrils again.

 "Healing the sick and saving people is supposed to be the conscience of the healer, and since my family owns a pharmaceutical factory, I can appreciate the feelings of the sick better than anyone else."

 "Let's talk about your chest! How do I look?"

 Reaching out and grabbing it, "So what if I touch it? Unmoved!"

 "The mind is like water!"

 "A doctor's mind is pure!"

 Copied the phone, "Send some more toilet paper to the suite, I can't stop my nosebleed a bit."

 FyrenZhang continues, "Where were we? Oh, your boobs! Well ... I actually don't study this area very much, but I'm well aware of a doctor's duty and mission!"

 "Saving lives and helping breasts, not ... helping injuries. It is our duty and mission."

 "Will I take the opportunity to look a few more times to satisfy my own inner dirty thoughts and vile desires? No!"

 "Will I take the opportunity to touch a few more hands, secretly fantasize in my heart, and secretly feel so good that my heart leaps? No!"

 "Will I take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of all that I can, and continue to molest when I'm clearly done? Absolutely not!"

 "The heart is like water!"

 Sherry, who had been watching him perform, said coldly at that moment, "The bone has been picked up."

 "Is it?"

 "Yes, ten minutes ago."

 "Look! How responsible I am! A normal doctor, after connecting it, he doesn't care, but me, I care to the end!"

 "Have you had enough?"

 "When I was six years old ..."

 Seeing Sherry cry, tears slipping silently.

 FyrenZhang finally withdrew his hand and said awkwardly:

 "I am ... afraid that you are embarrassed."

 "Just thought ... about talking to you more."

 FyrenZhang sighed.

 [Finished, this time completely hate me.]

 [Estimated to be who does not die I have to die.]

 [But she is OttoLong's person, she will have to kill me without this, no difference.] [I have to make sure I am safe first.

 I have to make sure I'm safe before I unlock her. What should I do?

 As FyrenZhang was thinking, Sherry suddenly jumped up, and without knowing when, she already had a long knife in her hand, and directly pressed it against FyrenZhang's throat.

 FyrenZhang was confused for a moment.

 I've sealed her acupuncture points!

 "Is it because my kung fu is too bad?

 Now she's dead! She and I have the hatred of touching her breasts and feeding her medicine!

 At this moment, Sherry just need to exert a little force, FyrenZhang must die.

 Silence for a long time, the two do not speak, just wide-eyed.

 At this moment the door was opened and Chloe came in:

 "Fyren! The things you asked me to buy for that lady to replenish her body are back.Fyren?Which room are you in?"

 Sherry said fiercely, "I'll kill you sooner or later!"

 After saying that, he directly leaped out from the window.

 FyrenZhang sighed in relief, "Whew! Picked up a life."

 Sherry dragged her injured body with grief and anger.

 She didn't understand, she could have killed FyrenZhang with just a little bit of force at that time, why didn't she do that?

 Why?

 Because he knew himself? That she was a simple and kind girl?

 Because he saved himself, bitterly persuaded his companion, and now learned to help himself to catch bones?

 Or because he ... touched himself, he can not spare to kill him instead?

 Sherry felt her mind was confused.

 She knew that if her strand of divine sense had not been sealed, at this time she would definitely not be so confused, so contradictory, and so tangled.

 Sealing my divine sense and then opening it ... by the Young Lord Is this considered a favor?

 FyrenZhang seems to be right, this is not a grace, it is giving back to me what originally belonged to me ah!

 Oops!

 How can I doubt the Young Lord?

 Sherry ah Sherry, everything you have is from Young Lord!

 How can I doubt my master by listening to the nonsense of that smooth talker FyrenZhang?

 So easily swayed, am I Sherry the kind of double-minded traitor to the master?

 FyrenZhang! The next time we meet, I will definitely kill you!

 Sherry's mind was in turmoil.

 She forced herself not to think about FyrenZhang, what FyrenZhang said, what FyrenZhang was saying and thinking inside ...

 But the more she forced herself, the more conflicted and confused she felt.

 Just the more she felt that she was an impure person, her body was already impure, and now even her mind was impure, and there was surprisingly no way to stop her misgivings about the young lord.

 She began to loathe herself, to hate herself, to criticize herself.

 There was nowhere to vent her anger at herself!

 Returning to the place, she found it terribly quiet.

 Upon rushing in, she found Dissercace passed out, the Young Lord gone, and a pig's head lying in place.

 The man himself was unrecognizable!

 Sherry walks over and picks up Dissercace, "Where is my Young Lord! Speak!"

 Dissercace was so shocked that he couldn't wake up at all.

 On the contrary, that pig head, hearing Sherry's voice, moved his body a bit and began to slowly wake up.

 Sherry dragged her injured body over and gritted her teeth, "Where is my young master?"

 OttoLong's eyes were already open.

 That's right!

 Copper king had just used his head as a racket for a full quarter.

 A normal person would have slapped him to death a long time ago, that is, the other OttoLong!

 Hey! The son of luck is really something!

 More than 6,800 big fights! He's still alive!

 But even though he's still alive, his head is a bit of a problem.

 First of all is swollen, just very swollen, people are gone, he himself "fermentation" a moment is even fattened up two circles, really is the head is now thicker than the waist.

 Especially the eyes. Has been completely open, the upper and lower eyelids like two pieces of bread, completely squeeze the eyes, just a slit, in fact, if not still have a nose, you can not see that this is a head.

 Then there were the ears. So many mouths, the ears have buzzed and stopped.

 And finally the mouth.

 The mouth was all puffed up, and the swelling inside left little room for his tongue to move, and he couldn't even find his teeth if he wanted to lick them.

 If it hadn't been for his nose, he would have suffocated by now.

 Sherry thought in her heart: this person's description is strange, timed to have practiced some weird demonic power resulting in an appearance different from normal.

 Since he appeared here, he must know the whereabouts of his young master.

 Sherry's long sword was pressed against OttoLong's throat, "Speak! Where is my young master!"

 OttoLong couldn't see but heard Sherry's voice, nay his mouth was all swollen, his tongue was not working well and he couldn't speak.

 "Not speaking!?"

 Sherry was already in a foul mood!

 She was angry at FyrenZhang, and she was also angry at herself.

 At this moment, she angrily said, "If you don't say it, I'll cut you up!"

 OttoLong whimpered and made an indistinguishable sound.

 Sherry took all the anger she had caused at FyrenZhang and took it out on Piggy, stabbing his sword into Piggy's body and slowly turning the hilt.

 "Getting stabbed in this position hurts the most! I'll see how long you can endure it!"

 OttoLong was going crazy.

 Am I enduring it? I can't move or make a sound!

 What the fuck are you doing!

 Sherry sneered, "Still not talking? I can't believe it, still a tough guy!"

 OttoLong thinks to himself, "I'm really not a tough guy! Can't you all stop doing that? Can't you wait until my swelling goes down?

 Sherry didn't realize that this pig head had quite a backbone!

 But the more backbone the pig head had, the angrier she got.

 "I can't cure FyrenZhang that son of a bitch, I still can't cure you! I today ... I'm dug in with you, if you don't open your mouth, I'll keep torturing you! Until you talk!"

 OttoLong wanted to die.

 He felt ... there was no point in living.

 End it, tired.