Chapter 1506

The intelligence department, the shadow department and the forbidden area task force, which are woven by the powerful departments of the insect group, unconsciously envelop Zhou Ying's gathering place.

At this time, Zhou Ying's face was ugly, and his cold white teeth were biting a rough stick. He was half naked, and the maggots on his left shoulder were surging, faintly smelling.

A bald old man with a dead body and swollen cheeks was frowning. He was worried and difficult to deal with Zhou Ying's shoulder blade wound.

He smelled the rotten stench of the wound, and said in a somewhat irritated tone: "Zhou Ying, your injury is too serious. You also know the side effects of the corpse mud. How can you still use it?"

With a silver knife, the bald old man gently scraped off the slimy mud at the junction of the shoulder blade and the left arm. Some of the smelly and necrotic flesh adhered to the mud. The old man just frowned and directly scraped off with a knife. "Hiss, old man Zhang, take it easy!"

Zhou Ying bit the stick and murmured in pain vaguely. The strong left arm unconsciously twitched two times. Through the nerves of the corpse mud adhesion, it transmitted the intense pain like a knife.

"Oh! If you put this arm away, even after two or three hours, I Lao Zhang can connect it to you painlessly. Who told you to use corpse mud

The bald old man threw Zhou Ying's left arm on the floor like a litter. He took some special medicine similar to alcohol and put it on Zhou Ying's wound.

"You wait here. I'll get you a fresh arm. I really don't understand you. I have to press my strength. Now, do you know how hard it is to find an arm that fits your qi and blood?"?! What a waste of my time

"Lao Zhang! Double the medical expenses this time. Hurry up! My wound is bleeding again Zhou Ying looks at the blood seeping flesh and blood, and can't help but urge Lao Zhang, who walks into the cubicle.

"Coming, coming!" The bald old man was annoyed and answered. He slammed the door of the compartment. In his hand, he was still carrying something wrapped in thick film. The film opened and a long and strong arm with chilly air showed up.

"This arm needs more money. I found several powers that fit your qi and blood, and then I broke it down! In the future, if anything happens to you again, you will be a broken arm

Although the bald old man was unforgiving, he was dissatisfied with the movement under his hand. In his right hand, he held a silver knife and compared it with the wound on Zhou Ying's arm, "Shua! Shua! " Twice, the cold arm interface was cut into the surface of the flesh and bone perfectly matched with the wound.

"Bear the pain!" The bald old man carried his broken arm in one hand and took out a pair of strange tweezers from the kit on the wooden chair beside him in the other.

He narrowed his eyes, carefully pulled out the tendons of his arm with the tweezers, and then dropped two drops of a kind of smelly black medicine on the tendons.

It's a delicate work. There are at least hundreds of tendons in one arm. Lao Zhang's Kung Fu is really beautiful. In three or five minutes, all the tendons are connected with the tendons of the broken arm.

Then Lao Zhang grabbed his broken arm and stuck it to the wound. He spun and closed it. The long and thick body sewing needle on his other hand was flying like a butterfly. This strange scene made people feel cold.