Chapter 769

Feng manyun suddenly changed his mind and went to see the patient. Naturally, the assistant manager was overjoyed and didn't care about her arrogance.

"Miss." Parsley is the most aware of her current state.

She herself has been stimulated recently. Her mind is a little confused. She hasn't recovered yet. How can she have the energy to see any more patients?

Feng manyun bows down from the carriage. His eyes and mouth shake uncoordinated, and he goes to the tent.

Under the sleeve is a long silver needle with poison.

These humble civilians dare to question her medical skills again and again! These lowly bastards should die!

Well, don't you doubt her? Huh? Don't you think her medical skills are not good enough to cure people?

That's good! She killed that bitch today. She just let him die!

Kill him, kill him! Kill him! There is a voice in his mind that is constantly talking to Feng manyun. Feng's eyes and mouth are askew, and his neck is stretched out to move forward. It seems that the whole person is nervous.

"Shua!" Feng Yanyun lifted the front curtain with one hand, and the silver needle in his hand flashed slightly in the sunlight.

"Ow!" A huge grin to the ear suddenly appeared in front of her. Before she could react, the man rushed to her and hugged her. His strength was amazing.

The other side folded her left arm like an iron tongs, bit it down, chewed its meat raw, and Feng manyun was frightened and trembled with pain.

"Miss!" The parsley let out a heart rending scream.

The little woman also followed with a scream, "Xianggong!"

"Don't go there! Don't go! " The deputy steward grabbed the celery and the little woman, backed away for several steps, and shouted, "come on, come on!! There's a mutation, there's a mutation! "

"Ah, ah! Let go, let go, you let go! " Feng manyun felt that a whole piece of meat on his arm had been torn down by the other side. He was frightened and shivered.

The strong man roared at her small face and snapped Feng's left arm.

"Ah my hand, ah!! Help me, help me! Parsley, parsley!! " When Feng manyun was in a panic, he had no idea where the silver needle had fallen.

"Miss! Miss! " The celery protector was eager to leave the assistant manager's hand, picked up a stick, shouted and smashed it at the back of the strong man.

"Let go Miss let go Miss let go miss! Ah ah! "

The strong man gave out a roar that seemed to be inhuman. He suddenly turned his head and stared at the parsley.

"Poo Tong."

Feng manyun, who suddenly lost the grip of a strong man, covered his left arm and fell to the ground with a soft thump. A smell of urine came from her.

The parsley held the stick and trembled like chaff. Her eyes were fixed on the strong man 's protruding eyes. She gulped down her mouth. Her sweat seemed to be from the river.

It's a good chance for the assistant manager to kick over the parsley, just avoiding the strong man's claw.

The guards in the tent area have heard that dozens of guards have put on battle helmets, armed with swords, sticks and swords, and surrounded the mutant man on the edge of the tent.