"Look at you. You're running out of blood." Handkerchief girl heartache said.

Her hands are slender and slender, which are more beautiful than any of the hands that long Zhizhang has ever seen before. Her force is very light, and the wound makes long Zhizhang itch. Occasionally, a handkerchief girl will force herself unconsciously. When long Zhizhang hums, she will retract her hand with repentance, and then comfort him with regret.

Long Zhizhang gradually became aware of this feeling. He forgot that the handkerchief girl was also a member of the circus and one of the people who had previously ridiculed and despised him.

His brain has automatically blocked everything, and now all she can think of is comfort.

"I will cure you." The handkerchief girl took long Zhizhang's neck and led him out.

It has to be said that some things in the circus are really magical. The turntable is reluctant to give up long Zhizhang, which is to stick him. But when the handkerchief girl comes, he releases the Dragon Zhizhang in a big way.

Long Zhizhang was led by a handkerchief girl. He didn't know where he was going. He just thought about the temperature left over by the girl on his body.

When long Zhizhang recovers, he lies on the operating table again, with the familiar lamp on his head. The dim light makes long Zhizhang feel flustered. He wants to get up from the operating table. At this time, the handkerchief girl and another bowl throwing girl come over.

As soon as the girl saw that long Zhizhang was about to get up, she tilted her mouth, raised her slender stick, pressed her leg with one hand, and passed the slender stick through her leg with the other.

"Ah -" long Zhizhang looked at the girl who threw the bowl in disbelief. His eyes were covered with mist because of the pain.

Throwing bowl girl ignored the eyes of long Zhizhang's accusation, did not know where to take the slender stick, and the claw touched the other leg of long Zhizhang.

Long Zhizhang shrunk back, pulled the wound, and shed a large pool of blood.

He was hugged behind his back. Long Zhizhang trembled. When the familiar feeling appeared, he knew that there was a handkerchief girl behind him. The handkerchief girl whispered, "relax, relax."

Long Zhizhang shakes his head, and the sadness in his heart spreads deeper. He may have noticed it, but he is not willing to admit that the two men are together. He begged the handkerchief girl, "help me!"

The handkerchief girl looked at the girl throwing the bowl. The girl was very straightforward. Her hands were up and down, and a slender stick poked into long Zhizhang's leg.

Long Zhizhang's legs were fixed, and he had two left, but he could not run. It was too painful. The pain continued to spread from his legs to his heart. His whole body was suffering from pain, which made him weak and lost the light of hope in his eyes.

In this circus, others are others, he is him, no one will come to save him, he will die here! The bad thoughts in his heart made long Zhizhang more desperate, but he didn't know how to adjust this negative thought.

Come on. Kill me. Kill me. Long Zhizhang's head is very painful, as if someone had a disco party in his mind. He roared silently, tears broke the bank, down his embarrassed face.

Handkerchief girl heartache for him wipe tears, soft and greasy speech: "you don't feel sad, we are helping you!"

Long Zhizhang shakes his head vigorously and helps him? This is the most ridiculous joke he has ever heard in his life. He is clearly torturing him. Why should he keep saying that this is helping him?

hypocritical human beings.

The bowl tossing girl regardless of long Zhizhang and handkerchief girl you come and go, she neatly put the other two slender sticks into long Zhizhang's legs, spread out the long Zhizhang and fixed it on the operating table.

Then, the bowl girl's mouth just appeared smile, she looked at the unable to move long Zhizhang clapped her hands and said with satisfaction: "it's done."

The handkerchief girl also followed with a smile, she praised: "sister, you have done great."

"You don't see who I am." The girl's mouth giggled strangely.

She slapped on the wound of long Zhizhang, paste out a large pool of blood, long Zhizhang screamed, handkerchief girl calmly covered his mouth, let him can not scream.

"Start quickly, or his blood will run out and he will not be saved." The bowl toss girl said solemnly.

"Sister, it's up to you next." The handkerchief girl nodded, and as the bowl tossing girl put on her mask, she walked away and brought back a plate that crackled as she walked.

Long Zhizhang opened his eyes and looked at the bowl tossing girl. She was wearing gloves. Cheap plastic gloves gave off a bad smell and wrapped around his nose.

All of a sudden, long Zhizhang felt a kind of unspeakable nausea rising from his stomach, which made him want to vomit. After retching for several times, he was slapped by the bowl throwing girl.

"What are you going to do to me?" Long Zhizhang stares at the girl who throws the bowl. The pain brought his mind back a little bit, and his brain kept warning that the bowl tossing girl was dangerous and wanted him to run away immediately.

Looking at the watchful look of long Zhizhang, the girl who tossed the bowl instead began to smile. Her eyebrows were curved and she said word by word: "wait a minute, don't you know?"Long Zhizhang's breath stopped, he said stiffly: "I have never hurt you, and you have no injustice or hatred, you let me go, please let me go!"

Throwing bowl girl's hand along long Zhizhang's face, she pulled long Zhizhang's hair out and said: "these things are too much, shave off." That kind of tone is like talking with the pork dealer in the vegetable market that there is too much hair on the pork to shave off.

But it made long Zhizhang panic! He has laid down all his dignity and begged for mercy again and again. Why are these people unwilling to let him go! Are they still human?!

In the handkerchief, the girl handed the bowl girl a razor and said with a smile, "sister, you need to refuel."

"Don't worry, sister. No one in the whole circus can match my skill." Throwing bowl girl open electric razor, looking at long Zhizhang confidently said.

Long Zhi moved his Adam's knot. His throat was dry and painful, and his lips were dry and cracked. He wanted to drink water, but he didn't dare to say. He was afraid that the girl who threw the bowl would come up with something to deal with him.

The hair on his body was shaved off bit by bit. Long Zhizhang opened his mouth and let out a few broken calls from his mouth. ..

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