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Although   Smith is not a serious doctor, he used to fight in the underground boxing ring. No matter what kind of injury you have, you have to deal with it yourself. The so-called long-term illness becomes a good doctor. Besides, how difficult it is to have an amputation! The best treatment method is to use two knives to slash both legs and then use red hot charcoal to press on the wound, disinfect and seal it.

   It’s just that the process is a little cruel, and it’s almost the same as being punished, but saving lives is better than anything else. If this **** Count Luca is allowed to die here, who will Yang Yong ask for compensation! How to make up for your fright. Each of the four has a job, and it is Yang Yong who is the most leisurely to help Smith remove the stone that was on Count Luca.

   Doesn't matter if Count Luca can stand it? The two held his arms and dragged him out. At this time, Count Luca woke up in pain, opened his eyes hummingly, and said with a wry smile and pleading when he saw Yang Yong. "Yang, Mr. Yang, please, please, please give me a shot. Life is better than death! I beg you, please kill me! Ah!"

With a scream of   , Count Luca climbed out from under the stone like a radish being pulled out. One leg was torn off abruptly. You can imagine how painful it must be. With an ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, he fainted again. He was very happy when he passed out, at least he didn't know the pain.

  Yang Yong said with a sneer while carrying the **** Count Luca while hanging a cigar. "Help you kill you, where can I find spiritual compensation for killing you. If you still have to live for me, just give me a good life."

   "What we have will be counted when we return to Turin. I don't believe it. How powerful can you, an out-of-date count, compete with the entire Yang family."

  It took a lot of hard work, and Yang Yong and Smith got Count Luca from halfway up the mountain to his camp. Then Smith found his melee weapon, the dog-leg machete, and began to measure Count Luca's legs to see where it would be easier to cut them off.

   This scene is really bloody. Even though Yang Yong has seen corpses smashed by shells flying all over the sky, it is the first time that he has really cut his legs off a living person. I didn’t dare to look at it without saying anything and ran to make coffee and tea while smoking to replenish the strength of a few tired and sweaty subordinates.

  Smith This is the Mongolian doctor who made two slashes and screamed twice.

   Count Luca's legs were gone from him and never came back. Everyone knew that the smashed and fractured legs of the stone could only be amputated. Otherwise, excessive bleeding or complications from infection will kill people. If both legs are amputated and then surgically stopped and sterilized, the life of the injured person can be saved. Due to limited on-site conditions, the cut-off was changed to cutting legs, and the disinfection was changed to using red charcoal for scald treatment. One can be disinfected and the other can stop bleeding.

   Of course, the process of dealing with it was more painful. Anyway, Count Luca screamed like a pig, and his voice was hoarse, and it didn't help. Fortunately, a fate was saved, and it would be thrown aside like a dog, trembling with pain, lips turning purple, and teeth clenching. But Yang Yong just didn't give him painkillers, so he let him suffer like this, and let him know how terrible the consequences of offending the Yang family would be.

   The half-dead Great Dane was skinned and gutted by Smith long ago, then washed in Wanquan River water, chopped into pieces and then cooked by Yang Yong himself. Use the existing pot stand to boil water on the fire, then blanch the dog meat with boiling water, skim off the blood, and then replace it with cool and sweet spring water. Coupled with some nourishing seasonings, it is simmered on the fire, and the more simmered, the richer the fragrance.

  Foreigners rarely eat dogs, and eating dogs is the patent of Asians. But although dog meat can't be served with any real dishes, as the saying goes, the gods who roll dog meat three times can't stand firm, and dog meat is really delicious. In addition, traditional Chinese medicine stew is a good nourishing product, which is very helpful for those who are thin or have low immunity.

  Because of the treasure hunt and limited combat conditions, he was so hungry that his chest was on his back, and he didn't care about dog meat or not. I can't stand the scent around my nose, and the tradition of not eating dog meat has long been forgotten. When the red hot and fragrant dog meat was brought up, everyone drank a pot of dog meat hot pot on the mountain with high-purity whiskey. That feels great.

   After the two pieces of dog meat were eaten, everyone started to sweat, not taking off their clothes can really cool down. Yang Yong and his four subordinates ate happily, and the earl Luca, who was next to him, was in tears, this Great Dane named Hans. However, Count Luca spent more than 150,000 euros to introduce it in Germany, and he raised Hans from a puppy to such a big one by himself. The relationship between the two parties can be imagined, and it is almost the same as the Kahn of the Yang family.

   I watched my pet dog being slaughtered and skinned, and then turned into a steaming pot of dog meat hot pot, and I wished for my enemy who wanted to eat its meat raw. Slowly eat it into your mouth, and eat it very happily, you can imagine what kind of mood the owner of the dog, Count Luca, is in. Coupled with the sadness of myself, I have become a crippled person since then. When I think about it, I feel that my future life is gloomy.

   Instead of killing Yang Yong in the cave, he was tortured like this by Yang Yong. When he returned to Turin, the Yang family launched an all-out attack on the Lucca family. How can the outdated Earl family like me compete with the Big Mac-like Yang family, and they can't let the other party eat so much that they don't even have bones left.

  The earl family that has been passed down for hundreds of years was finally defeated in his own hands. How could he have the face to face the dead ancestors. What a shame, it's a shame to throw it home, the count himself is really too useless to live.

   Less than five meters apart, one lay silently on the ground and was seriously injured watching his dog being eaten by others. He could only lie on the ground and cry silently, lamenting his tragic fate and lamenting the unfairness of God to him. On the other hand, Yang Yong and his core men ate happily. Dog meat is delicious, plus whiskey like this. The help of the spirits is even more delicious.

  Yang Yong doesn't have any airs at ordinary times. In front of the delicious food, all the team members are not divided into bosses and employees. Everyone who is arguing for me to eat more is called a joy. Half an hour later, Yang Yong hiccupped and found a dog's tail grass as a toothpick, then carried a soft stool to Count Luca's side and sat down. After taking a sip of the green tea prepared by Butler James, he looked at Count Luca with a smile and said.

"Count Luca, why do you want to kill me! The cooperation between the two parties has already divided 1/3 of your treasure. You are still not good-hearted and the snake swallows the elephant to follow me and fight me in a closed cave. And, if it weren't for my luck, I would be the one who died. You said that I suffered such a serious psychological trauma. How can you compensate me?"

   Although Yang Yong is smiling, in Luka's eyes, Yang Yong is now the incarnation of Satan. Even more devil than the devil, I am like this, you still ask me to compensate you for the loss of your soul, who is the one who crippled whom! Can you make some sense, Mr. Yang.