I Just Want To Farm

"If you don't want to die, don't move." A cold and hoarse voice rose and fell in his ears.

Wooden warehouse AND a man.

Oh, this is the chaotic mid-modern era, and City Y is even more undercurrent. Many people are armed with guns, and it is not uncommon to kill people in dark alleys. It's just that these things have nothing to do with ordinary people selling scallion oil noodles.

Today, it has something to do with it—could it be that the main mission line branch line was opened in advance?

It's only been a few days!

Qin Yu had a few thoughts in his mind, but he obediently opened the door and led this person into the house, then carefully locked the door.

Within a few breaths after locking the door, she heard people coming from both ends of the alley, as if the two ends of the alley were blocked and surrounded.

Although the other party deliberately suppressed the silence, she still heard it. She didn't speak, and the person standing behind her with the wooden warehouse against him also didn't speak.

"Missing?"

"Following right?"

"Probably not, maybe he's hiding."

"That's the few."

The leader turned his head and looked to the side. In fact, there was only a door between them and Qin Yu.

The residents here are all ordinary people, not afraid of their background, they searched as soon as they went in, so they didn't think about it at all, but when they were about to go in, a person suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Boss, I'm afraid it's not convenient."

"What's the meaning?"

"The business of this noodle shop is very good. I just saw people from the Security Department eating the duck head in it."

"..."

Qin Yu silently gave a thumbs up to his Qin family's duck head.

No matter how powerful the background is, no one would dare to openly search the houses where the guards of the Security Department are, unless there is a big enough profit motive, and it is enough to pay the price of tearing face off with the positive officials.

After a while of silence, the leader waved his hand, and the group withdrew, but they would obviously wander around, waiting for the security department to leave before searching and tracking them.

As soon as they withdrew, Qin Yu said, "They're gone, you can go too..."

"They're nearby." The man's voice became even colder, like a knife.

"Then what do you want?" Qin Yu deliberately pretended to be trembling and frightened. The latter didn't respond, but his breathing seemed to be.

Faint.

Before Qin Yu could wait for the man's answer, he felt the weight on his back.

This person is dizzy! It fell directly on top of her.

Depend on! The worst has come!

———————

Qin Yu had a keen sense of smell, and had already smelled the bloody smell on this man's body, but he didn't know what kind of wound it was. Now that he saw it, it was clear—it was Mu Cang's wound.

This situation is bad.

The one who can move the wooden warehouse is very likely to be related to the unique revolutionary struggle of this era, or it is the struggle between the secret agents of various countries, anyway, she is not yet able to provoke it.

But here he is.

Here comes the question, should we throw the man out of the alley and let him be found, or fish him into the house for treatment?

If you throw it away casually, you are afraid that the people behind the scenes will investigate and kill him, and you are also afraid that the people behind him will investigate and seek revenge, and even more afraid that he will not die.

If it is saved, it is a problem to deal with the aftermath, and I am afraid that this person will pester him and cause trouble.

Therefore, Qin Yu reached out to pick up the man, brought him into the house, went up to the second floor, then went downstairs to carefully clean up the blood, and then returned to the second floor. It is not difficult to deal with gunshot wounds, but before that , she took a quick look at the man, then went downstairs to call Zhang Fo.

Nowadays, at night, people eat more stewed food and drink alcohol, and less people eat noodles. Zhang Fo washed his hands and came to the back room. When he saw Qin Yu's expression, something happened, and he followed up the stairs to the second floor...

Seeing a man lying on the ground, Zhang Fo's first reaction was: "Who are you running away with?"

Qin Yu: "..."

What kind of position does this old man have in his heart for her, and he even elopes.

When Qin Yu explained the situation just now, Zhang Fo frowned, "How do you judge?"

This is to test her?

Qin Yu glanced at the man on the ground, "He's 1.85 meters tall, in his twenties, good-looking, and rich in family."

Zhang Fo: "Wait, you only observe these?"

What the hell is this.

"Isn't this the point of women's intuitive observation of men? It's like a man's first observation of a woman must be her face, chest, waist, legs, buttocks..."

Zhang Fo's face darkened instantly.

Ah, forgetting that this is an antique of the school in the middle and modern times, Qin Yu hurriedly stopped, "These are what others said, it's too vulgar anyway, this person is from the army."

Zhang Fo snorted coldly, "How can you see that?"

Qin Yu bent down and directly lifted the man's clothes, revealing his belly. She tapped it with her fingers and said, "Six pack abs means you are good at training. Your fingers are slender and have calluses. It is a habit of holding wooden warehouses often. , can’t be cultivated overnight, but in this big Y city, someone who is handsome, rich and often trains and can play with wooden warehouses must have a relevant background.”

Zhang Fo didn't refute, but said indifferently: "Are you going to save him?"

"The warlord is a force on the surface. If you don't save him, if he dies, he will be investigated. We two masters and apprentices can only run away. But you are the master, you have the final say."

Zhang Fo glanced at the man on the ground, and said, "Are you sure you can treat Mucang's injury within two hours?"

The superintendents below have only arrived recently, and they may still make trouble for two or three hours.

As soon as they leave, those people outside the alley will come to search.

"Half an hour is enough. Make sure he doesn't die, and he can leave on his own after waking up. But it's best if he has someone to support him, and those people can find him."

Zhang Fo nodded: "I'll take care of this, deal with him and throw him on the roof, let's see if his life is serious or not."

Anyway, as long as it doesn't rain, you'll be fine.

After that, he tore off the watch on the man's wrist.

Qin Yu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say, "Good stuff, you can sell it for a lot of money..."

This is a famous foreign watch, it's so expensive!

But after being stared at by Zhang Fo, this look immediately withdrew, and he said solemnly: "Wash your hands in the golden basin, don't pick up things on the way, good citizens of the country..."

Zhang Fo couldn't laugh or cry, and left with a smile.

Qin Yu is a modern person. After establishing a master-student relationship with Zhang Fo, she didn't treat herself as an outsider. In addition to the high-intensity training, she went to buy a set of medical equipment and some medicines early on. Thinking that I hadn't used it yet, I used it on a warlord son first.

In E-2345, she was afraid of death and learned how to deal with wooden warehouse injuries, which can be summed up in 5 points.

1. Enlarge the wound and clean the skin edge. 2. Expose the wound tract and resect the necrotic and devitalized tissue. 3 Remove foreign objects. 4. The treatment of special tissues, such as the treatment of severed nerves and blood vessels, fractures, etc. 5 Drain and suture the wound.

The place is shabby, so it’s definitely not possible to be so meticulous. It’s probably good to deal with it without leaving any major problems.

It was done in half an hour.

Then she moved the man to the top floor. The top floor was dark and there was no one there, but the top floors of the rooms were connected. Qin Yu used his skill to secretly carry the man several buildings away, and finally found himself in a large hotel. The roof of the top floor put people down.