Super Special Forces King

Chapter 366

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Zhao Qiang and Qiang Sen pulled on one side of the melee vest and pulled forcefully, forcibly torn the elastic vest on Zhang Feng from the middle.

Zhang Feng has a large purple-black back.

At that time, his back was hit by flying clods, which was just bruised.

The injury was not dealt with in time, and the blood accumulation has now turned purple and black.

"Brother Feng, what should I do?" Zhao Qiang said anxiously.

"That is, Brother Feng, your injury does not seem to be minor." Johnson was even more anxious. At that time, his back was injured, and Zhang Feng gave him timely treatment, and he has now completely recovered. Instead, he ignored his injuries, not even mentioning them.

"It's okay, it's just a little painful, and it doesn't affect the movement. It should not hurt the bones. Who will help me get a mirror? Let me see what is going on." Zhang Feng grinned.

Zhao Qiang helped Zhang Feng to sit on the sofa again, and Qiang Sen quickly ran over to take the mirror.

Seeing the injury behind his back through the mirror, Zhang Feng felt relieved.

The injury was not serious, but the bruises did not resolve in time, and now they are all together.

"Which one of you takes a dagger to sterilize it, then cut a small cut in the place where I was injured and help me release the bruise."

Zhang Feng said lightly, and both Zhao Qiang and Johnson who heard him were taken aback. Zhao Qiang even said, "Brother Feng, letting blood? Or let's go to the hospital?"

"Fuck off. Mad, does Lao Tzu have an identity in Rwanda? Isn't it registered in the hospital as the Chinese nation? Don't ink, it's just that. You can't, Johnson, you come." Zhang Feng said cursingly.

Johnson's head is also shaking like a rattle. Don't talk about using a knife to the enemy, just shoot him and kill him without blinking, but let him move a knife on Zhang Feng's body without thinking about it.

Zhang Feng rolled his eyes for a while, yelling and cursing: "What the hell, you two are trash, or I will come by myself." He said, he got up from the sofa.

After gritting his teeth, Zhao Qiang shouted: "I'll come."

...

Zhang Feng was lying on the bed. After Zhao Qiang used medical alcohol to sterilize the dagger, he gripped the dagger with a dazzling grin, and slowly made a small cut of only half a centimeter in Zhang Feng's injury.

The traces of purple-black blood suddenly flowed out, and as the blood flowed out, the color of the injury slowly became lighter.

Johnson was holding a towel and constantly wiping the blood out to prevent the blood from blocking the wound and slowly drying up.

When the bleeding blood turned bright red, Zhao Qiang quickly put the hemostatic paste on the wound.

Zhang Feng, who was lying on the bed, also quickly reduced the pain in his back, and he should be able to heal compared to resting for a few days.

When I got up from the bed, I saw that both Zhao Qiang and Johnson were wearing sweat on their foreheads.

He immediately smiled and said, "Look at how you two bears. If one day Lao Tzu is blown off his leg on the battlefield, will he be worthy of your amputation!"

Johnson's eyes were suddenly bigger than Niu Ling, and he yelled fiercely, "If anyone dares to cut your leg, I will kill him!"

"Made! I killed his family!" Zhao Qiang also roared.

Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile, and said with a smile: "Fuck off, you two will make me think you are in love with me." As he said, he was disgusted by himself, and his body couldn't help but arouse goose bumps.

"Johnson, go and rest. Second strong son, I also go to rest. You will wake me up when Zhai Qiang comes back." Zhang Feng said.

...

After eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Feng was awakened by Zhao Qiang.

"Brother Feng, Zhai Qiang is back."

"I'm back? I have something to tell him." As he said, Zhang Feng rubbed his face with his palm, became a little clearer, and got up and walked into the living room.

Walking to the living room, Zhang Feng smelled a strong smell of wine. Looking towards the sofa, he saw Zhai Qiang, who was drunk and confused, collapsed on the sofa.

Walking over, frowning slightly, said coldly: "Zhai Qiang?"

The drunk and dazed Zhai Qiang opened his heavy eyelids, stood up from the sofa staggeringly, and said vaguely: "Brother Feng? Brother Feng...you are back...uh..."

The frown on his face became deeper and deeper, and he looked at Zhai Qiang who was obviously drunk and not light.

Suddenly turned and walked towards the kitchen. But Zhai Qiang, who was unstable, fell on the sofa and fell asleep again within a short while.

Zhao Qiang, who stood aside, was a little at a loss.

And Zhang Feng who walked into the kitchen strode out, holding the washbasin in his hand.

'Snapped'

A whole basin of cold water was poured on Zhai Qiang's face. The sleeping Zhai Qiang suddenly woke up, and under the stimulation of the cold water, he suddenly woke up.

He quickly got up from the sofa, facing the dark-faced Zhang Feng, swallowed, and whispered: "Feng... Brother Feng, you are back. I drank too much."

Turning his head to look at Zhao Qiang, he said coldly: "Er Qiangzi, go back to your room! Zhai Qiang, come with me."

After speaking, Zhang Feng strode towards the study room.

With some guilty conscience, Zhai Qiang followed Zhang Feng into the study, not forgetting to turn the door shut.

"Zhai Qiang, I always think you are a smart person. So I gave Mike, Zhao Qiang, and Johnson all very detailed orders. But not to you, because I think you are a smart person and know what to do? The appearance now makes me wonder if I am wrong?" Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.

Zhai Qiang licked his lips, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Brother Feng, I...I'm a little anxious for a few days. So..."

Zhang Feng did not continue to let him speak, but interrupted: "Tell me, why are you in a hurry? I let Zhao Qiang leave. Johnson and Mike both slept in their respective rooms to save the two of us. There is no need to talk. Those who are concealed are all the elders, who can say it happily."

Hearing this, Zhai Qiang also dispelled the worries in his heart and said: "I thought I was very important in the current team, but slowly I realized that I became a drag. Brother Erqiang was carrying a fake alone. The dynamite bag and counterfeit banknotes can be traded peacefully, and I feel terrified when holding the real banknotes. If it weren’t for Johnson’s death to save, I’m afraid I would have already become a dead person. Mike is also proficient in hacker technology. Now all the information obtained is obtained by him. But what about me? I am responsible for dealing with government officials, but the effect is minimal. So I became anxious and wanted to make some achievements."

Zhang Feng laughed bitterly. Sometimes Zhao Qiang is good for someone like Qiangsen, at least not in vain.

"Zhai Qiang? Forget it, let me call you Lao Di, kinder."

"I also understand the difficulties of dealing with government officials, and it is very difficult for you to do what you are doing now. I can definitely tell you that you are doing well."

"I delivered him here alone, not to tell you about the progress of the matter. It is because of wine? Some wine should be drunk, but there is a degree. Arms, diamonds, how many secrets do we have that cannot be known. You are drunk. If you let your lips go and tell one of them, it would be the catastrophe for all of us, don't you understand?"