The Three Realms of Super Students

Now Chen Qiping looks at his two broken legs that were cut off by Zhang Xiaofan, and his face is also drawn to fight the pig head.

The teeth in one mouth were even scattered by the fans, and they said that they were unhappy.

A little white face was covered with blood, and it really looked as miserable as it was miserable.

Really watching the rhythm of sadness, smelling tears ...

"Mr. Chen Da ... you must hold on!"

"When you go back, the patriarch will definitely ask you to master Xinglin to treat you with these two broken legs."

"Please hold on, I'll call, cough ... cough ... cough ..."

Then, what did Chen Haisheng just want to say?

But at this time he was coughing fiercely while holding his chest, and coughing and bleeding from his throat.

Previously, Zhang Xiaofan was directly abolished by Zhang Xiaofan like Chen Haisheng and Fang Yongkang, who had been dragged away like a dead dog.

For a practitioner, once their Dantian Qihai is abolished, it means that he is a man in martial arts, and he has to put an end to the completion of the practice.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the situation of Chen Haisheng at this time is not as serious as that of Chen Qiping whose legs were abolished.

I saw that at this time, Chen Haisheng's old face was as if he had been coated with a layer of white lime powder, without even a trace of blood.

Seeing Chen Qiping and Chen Haisheng, the pair of masters and servants, looked sad and desolate, Wu Tianpeng was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, my own head did not follow Chen Qiping's suggestion of "two hundred and five", and went to Zhang Xiaofan with a hard steel around his neck to die for something.

Otherwise, I really have to give up my life right now and be tortured by Zhang Xiaofan.

"Ahem ... then you don't have to be too pessimistic about Chen Dasha."

"At present, these medical conditions are so developed. As long as you have a broken leg, there is hope that he will be able to recover."

"I don't have to say too much if you don't have to do it. You can rest assured that you are here, Chen Dashao. I have to leave beforehand."

Wu Tianpeng rushed, and Chen Qiping, who was holding his two broken legs and screaming, threw away a "hello" gesture.

Then, he gestured at several black bodyguards who had previously survived and were not hit by qiāng.

The bodyguards in black all came forward one by one with great eyesight, holding Wu Tengpeng, who was a little weak now, and started walking towards the outside of the box.

"Hey, Wu Dashou, don't hurry up!"

"I just asked Chen Haisheng to call 120. The ambulance should be almost timed."

"I don't think Wu Dashou was hurt badly. Why not stay here for a while and wait until the ambulance arrives? We can form a team and go to the hospital as a companion?"

After seeing that Wu Tianpeng was about to leave this time, Chen Qiping, who was still holding his two broken legs, also actively suggested at this time, said.

"Oh, Chen Dashou, your kindness, I will first lead Wu."

"I'm just scratching my skin ..."