A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

A gust of wind blew past, Wu Dahu's heart trembled, he grabbed Yuan Wenxuan with his backhand, and blocked the man's first move with his dagger.

The crisp sound of close combat echoed in the tunnel, Wu Dahu didn't know why the man made a sudden attack, and he didn't know what the situation was, but he knew that the man really wanted their lives!

Yuan Wenxuan knew that he couldn't help much and might become Wu Dahu's weakness, so he hugged his waist obediently so that he could free his other hand to resist the man's attack.

Wu Dahu sensed Yuan Wenxuan's cooperation, he was certain in his heart, and focused all his attention on the attack in front of him.

Although the man's moves are fierce, but lack of stamina, I don't know if it's because of his physical strength, or this martial art is just like this.

After experiencing the initial buffer, Wu Dahu gradually regained the initiative, knocked off the weapon in the man's hand with a "bao", grabbed his throat with his backhand, pressed the dagger against his throat, and said in a deep voice: " do not move!"

Failure seemed to be an unacceptable situation for that person, he ignored the dagger in his throat, and wept bitterly, covering his face like a child.

Such a situation was obviously not what Wu Dahu wanted to see. He frowned and said impatiently, "Say! Who are you? Where is the Holy Son? Did he ask you to kill us?"

The man raised his head in a daze, wondering if he didn't hear Wu Dahu's question clearly, and murmured: "Impossible, how could this be, are the people outside so powerful? Holy Son, save me, woo... ..”

Seeing him freeing his hand and groping forward, Wu Dahu looked around, seeing that he could see no more than one meter, so he had no choice but to follow behind that man and continue walking forward.

It's really a headache. There is no difference between winning and not winning. I can only passively accept all situations.

Fortunately, after turning a few turns, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of them, which seemed to be a door.

Wu Dahu guessed that the answer to everything would be revealed soon, so he reached out and grabbed the person in front of him, pushed him violently, and pushed him behind the unknown door.

The strong light made the eyes uncomfortable for a while, but Wu Dahu endured the pain and tried to look around with his eyes open.

This place is very wide, wide enough to accommodate thousands of people, but it is very empty, with only a few people around doing what they are doing. When they saw them, they just glanced roughly, and then lowered their heads to work, as if they The two unfamiliar faces didn't seem to pose much threat to them.

No one paid any attention to them, the scrawny man on the ground was still crying, everything seemed so ridiculous.

Wu Dahu cleared his throat, and took the initiative to ask: "Shengzi Konoha... who is it?"

Those people paused after hearing this sentence, and looked at each other, as if they were silently exchanging whether to talk to Wu Dahu.

A burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from behind the door on the other side, and then a young man who looked a little thin strode out. When he saw Wu Dahu, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly realized: "Oh! , It’s you! And you, you guys are here, you run out of time, come with me.”

He came over and took a closer look at Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan. When he noticed the scalpel in Yuan Wenxuan's hand, he paused for a moment, then waved to them, and urgently urged, "Hurry up!"

When the weeping man on the ground saw the boy, his crying suddenly became louder, and he howled, "Holy Son! They bullied me! You have to avenge me!"

When Wu Dahu heard this word, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood on end. He glanced at the boy warily, and murmured softly, "This is the Holy Son..."

Konoha casually waved his hand behind him, the howling man's voice stopped abruptly, Wu Dahu's forehead moved, and when he saw the nail-sized pebble on the ground, the emotion in his eyes was unclear.

His martial arts... above himself.

Seeing that Konoha had already stepped forward, Yuan Wenxuan was afraid that if he missed Song Qinghan, he would not find Song Qinghan's trace, so he subconsciously glanced at Wu Dahu, and followed him first.

Wu Dahu didn't waste too much time, after he quickly followed up, he stretched out his hand to protect Yuan Wenxuan behind him.

After Konoha turned left and right for a few rooms that looked a bit gloomy, she suddenly lifted a door curtain and said lightly, "Here we are."

As soon as he entered this room, Wu Dahu's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Xiaohan!"

Yuan Wenxuan looked even more excited, he walked out from behind Wu Dahu, and threw himself into Song Qinghan's arms.

Song Qinghan reached out and touched Yuan Wenxuan's head. Seeing that he was excited, he raised his head in embarrassment, opened the distance between himself and him, and said calmly: "You guys are here."

Wu Dahu sensitively sensed that there was something wrong in his tone, and after looking at his body carefully, he frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

As if Yuan Wenxuan had been reminded, he quickly stretched out his hand to take Song Qinghan's pulse.

Although Song Qinghan shook his head, he did not shake Yuan Wenxuan's hand, and said calmly: "No, I came here as soon as I woke up, and then chatted with Shengzi, and now I am assisting him in the experiment."

Wu Dahu couldn't hear the emotion in his words, so he could only say guiltily: "It's because I didn't take precautions at night, and let him inject the drug..."

After listening for so long, Konoha finally spoke out. After a sneer, she shook her head indifferently, and said in a drawn-out voice, "It's useless if you are prepared. What I want will fall into my hands sooner or later." .”

Seeing his arrogant attitude, Wu Dahu frowned and said, "What do you want? Can we leave after giving it?"

Unexpectedly, Konoha casually pointed at Song Qinghan and Yuan Wenxuan, and said naturally as if talking about the weather: "I only wanted one at first, but now it seems that two are also good. As for you, you can do what you want."

Wu Dahu leaned forward, as if he was about to clash with Konoha.

Song Qinghan grabbed his arm and said softly: "He won't hurt us, let's stay here first."

Konoha sneered again, but this time he didn't raise his head and didn't speak. He didn't know if he was laughing at what Song Qinghan said just now, or Wu Dahu's overreaching and wanting to attack him.

Seeing Song Qinghan's attitude is so determined, although Wu Dahu still felt a little strange, he relaxed his body and stood silently behind him, forming a protective posture.

Konoha was halfway through his work, as if he had encountered some problem, he waved to Song Qinghan, frowned and asked, "Come and see how to connect here?"

Song Qinghan took out a mask from nowhere, quickly put it on over his nose and mouth, and walked towards Konoha.