Otherworldly Merchant

After filling seven or eight bottles of Maotai in succession, Han Lao's six weeks of wounds finally seeped out some dark green juice.

Pfft!

A bullet stained with blood rushed out of a tragic wound and made a slight noise on the floor.

Pfft, pfft...

Immediately afterwards, several bullets emerged.

Han Lao Liu's eyebrows wrinkled and his lips slightly widened to say something.

I turned my head down and listened carefully.

“Wine... wine...” Han Lao Liu moved his lips and shouted.

“Yes! Yes! Also! Six, drink some more...”

I tilted the bottle and poured it over again.

But he choked and shouted, “Nine, nine lins, hurry... go..."

I had a feeling something was wrong, so I stopped, and I fell close to him and I said, “Six, what are you talking about? Where am I going? ”

Han Lao Six's head twisted and fell off my arm again.

My eyes filled with tears and another bottle fell down.

Another moment later, Han Lao Liu's eyebrows wrinkled a little, slowly moving his fingers, painted a hook on the beach, and threw a long line at the tail of the hook, then his arm stiffened, motionless.

“Six, six, what's wrong with you?” I panicked and shouted.

“Six! There's still wine. Drink it. Drink it! Didn't you just drink and you'll be fine?” As I screamed, I bit open the bottle and poured it in.

A whole case of Maotai wine was poured in, Han Lao Liu was still unconscious, and the wound that should have healed was still flowing with dark green juice.

I don't know if he has been soaked by sea water for too long, or if something is wrong with his body. Some of the hidden shades are cold, the pulse is there, but it is extremely weak, as if he will soon be unable to hold up!

Han Lao Liu will be in danger!

But the sea is empty. Don't say anything about people. There's not even a gull.

After the first secret told me that Han Lao Six and the three of them were about to log in at the latitude and exact location, there was no news. So mysterious and weird things have never happened, I only came here, nobody told me, even the Zhang family chief didn't know.

But now, the phone has no signal, Han Lao Six is deeply unconscious, facing a sea of smokeless people, what should I do?

Han Lao Liu behind his back to find wine?

This is where people have been smoking lately, at least a dozen miles away.

And he hastily cried out for my name, trying to leave me this message?

I'm afraid that's the most urgent thing he's worried about.

That's right!

First of all, he's with Miss Caiyun, Little White Dragon!

But now he's here alone!

From the standpoint of the talent, it must have taken a lot of life and death to get here.

Under what circumstances, Han Lao Liu's personality can make it to throw away his newlywed wife Caiyun Girl and her brother-in-law Xiao Bailong, who died together, and escape alone?

There are only two possibilities to think about!

The first, Caiyun and Little White Dragon have been sacrificed! He was the enemy of the battle. He was killed alive.

Second, Caiyun and Little White Dragon were deeply besieged. He risked his life to break through the siege and seek assistance.

That's it!

If he hasn't finished just now, just go...

What are you doing?

To save Caiyun and Xiaobailong!

What happened to them was in the sea, if there was any kind of siege.

When it comes to defense, it is naturally Lady Caiyun and Han Lao Liu, which are the strongest pair of firewood, but if you let Xiaobailong rush out for help, it is the most dangerous!

Though the speed alone, I'm afraid even the inexhaustible autumn wind is cut off, and it seems to be extremely beneficial for Little White Dragon in a sea full of water. But Little White Dragon hardly has any defense. If you accidentally get the hang of it, it's dangerous.

And as Han Lao Liu's man, he would never agree to do this!

So, the most likely and safest way is for Han Lao Liu to rush out with immortality, leaving Caiyun Girl and Xiaobailong, the pair of water brothers and sisters, to delay, waiting for the reinforcements from Han Lao Liu.

From the look of Han Lao Liu's constant nervousness and this serious bodily injury, Caiyun girl and Xiaobailong must be in a very dangerous situation at this time.

But...

Where the hell are they?

What does this hook-shaped code mean?

I quickly thought back to the cryptic phrase between famous people in all directions, but there was never such a clandestine graphic.

I took another close look at the painting Han Lao Liu left on the beach: a little hook bent, a long line thrown out at the tail...

This is a lot like a... hook.

Oh, right!

I suddenly realized, this is the hook!

Han Lao Liu came back from the sea, and this is another island on the east coast. Does he mean fishing island?

Lady Caiyun and Little White Dragon were trapped on the fishing island.

But how am I supposed to get there if it's so far from Fishing Island?

Also, Han Lao Liu is like this now, how can I...

By the way, Kosheng Cold.

As soon as I thought of this, I put down Han Lao Liu gently, quickly ran two steps to pick up the flashlight umbrella before going into the water, and threw it on the shore phone.

Although the phone doesn't have a signal, you can make a first aid call.

Though full of mud, it's lucky to be pressed under the umbrella and still work.

Directly dialed 110.

After three sounds, there was a friendly voice: "Hello, this is the 110 Police Line, please…”

“Top secret code, 15358! Please contact the headquarters of the Public Security Department immediately and I have an emergency to inform. ”

Operators across the street pounded, possibly never before.

I repeat, shouting, "15358! Report it! ”

The operator was shocked and quickly replied: "Please wait, I will contact your supervisor immediately. ”

Drop the phone, I rushed to Han Lao Liu again, lying in his ear yelling: “Six, you must hold on! ”

“Six! Hang on, I'm going to save Caiyun and Little White Dragon. ”

Maybe he heard the names of Caiyun and Xiaobailong, maybe that whole box of Maotai wine played a role, Han Lao Liu seemed to understand, lightly lit his chin. Then there was another bloodshed in the corner of his mouth, a blue-purple color he'd never seen before.

Although there had just been some reactions, his situation had been far from optimistic.

I grabbed my phone tightly, anxiously looking forward to it: Come on! Faster!

At the same time, I was wondering how useful the password Gao Shengcoln gave me, could the operator quickly connect with his superiors and send out my distress signal.

As I was about to make another call, the phone rang.