When Liang Wei heard Fatty's words, a dark look flashed across his face. Without changing his expression, he pushed up his glasses and looked at Fatty. Then, he looked at Blondie who was lying on the ground and said, "When we leave this place later, we can call the emergency number."
"Someone will naturally come to bring him back for emergency treatment. He'll be fine. Don't worry!"
"But from the looks of it, he's lost too much blood. He won't be able to hold on much longer!" Fatty shook his head. "If we call the emergency number, it'll take some time for the ambulance to arrive. If we don't treat his wound temporarily, he won't be able to wait!"
"Coincidentally, I know some first-aid methods. While the ambulance is here, we can bandage his wound to prevent him from bleeding to death!"
"So, Uncle Liang, after you leave later, please find a phone or get a cell phone to call the emergency number."
"Leave this to me."
"Even if he dies, I'll send him on his last journey. After all, he's also an Earthling!" When Fatty said this, his face seemed to be filled with the light of the Virgin Mary. At this moment, he was serious and serious.
"Damn Fatty. I didn't expect him to be a Virgin Mary!" Liang Wei cursed silently. He did not have good intentions when he gathered this small team.
There was no love without reason, nor was there any hatred without reason.
Roping in others was just to protect his own safety. Liang Wei was very afraid of death, so he needed someone to help him block the danger.
In his eyes, everyone present was his shield, especially this Fatty. He was thick-skinned and looked stupid. This kind of person was especially easy to order around and was a good cannon fodder.
From the beginning, Fatty was his first choice. After all, the others were either weak youths or old women and children. They were not of much use.
But now, if this fatty insisted on staying here, his previous plan would be ruined.
"Forget it. With so many people here, I can't be too obvious. If I give up on this Fatty, so be it. It's a pity that such a good meat shield and lackey would be wasted!"
As Liang Wei thought about it, his expression became more and more amiable. He laughed. "You're right. Although he was a little impulsive and was taught a lesson by the guide, we can't just watch him die like this."
"Then, we'll have to trouble you here. After we leave, we'll find a communication device and call the emergency number as soon as possible!"
"Okay!"
…
A minute later, Fatty stood in front of the window and looked down. Liang Wei had already led the group of people downstairs and disappeared around the corner.
He didn't know what these fellows would do. Where would they go next? What would they do?
He didn't care either.
"This Liang Wei clearly harbors ill intentions. It's just that those involved are unable to see clearly. Moreover, he hid it very well, so no one else noticed." Fatty muttered to himself. He touched the Black Iron Medal in his pocket. It was this medal that made his mind clearer than ever, and his thoughts more active than ever. It was as if he had become a completely different person.
"I wonder what this thing is!" After touching it, he released his hand. No matter what this Black Iron Medal was, it was a special treasure. At least it had helped him.
Fatty lowered his head again and sighed as he looked at the unconscious yellow-haired hooligan lying in a pool of blood.
"It would be great if I really had medical knowledge. Unfortunately, I don't!"
"With your current condition, you probably won't be able to survive when the ambulance arrives. Besides, would those people really call the emergency number? "
Fatty sneered, but he couldn't deny it.
Regardless of whether the ambulance would come or not, he wouldn't wait here foolishly.
Everything he had said before was just an excuse. He just didn't want to join that group of people. If he really had to look after this hooligan, sorry, he wasn't a good person.
Before entering the Lord God's Space, he was ostracized and ridiculed because of his size. Fighting was a common occurrence. Moreover, in the 21st century, he didn't even dare to help an old lady cross the road. How could he be a good person?
Stop joking.
Whether this yellow-haired hooligan died or not was none of his business.
In Fatty's mind, a cool aura reverberated, calming his heart.
After looking at the yellow-haired hooligan, Fatty silently turned his head and left the room without looking back. He went down the stairs.
After walking down the stairs and out of the building, Fatty looked around. This was a relatively quiet path. It wasn't wide. There were a few cars parked under the building, but no one was in sight.
"The most important thing now is to find a place to stay, and then find the location of the movie's plot!"
"And all these require money!"
Money.
This was a very important problem.
The world of "Legend of the Night" should be set in the 21st century in England. Although Fatty was familiar with the plot, he didn't have a good idea for the few optional main missions.
The only reliable method he could think of was to get familiar with the main character of the movie. Only then could he participate in the plot. If everything went well and the plot progressed smoothly, he could easily complete the mission.
In the ending of "Legend of the Night", the Blood Breed Elder Victor was killed by the mixed blood male lead. No, he was killed by the female lead, who was a vampire, after a fight with the mixed blood male lead.
"If I can participate, the Lord God will judge that I have completed the mission. But if it's that simple, the guide wouldn't have said those words to us."
"Wait!"
A light flashed in Fatty's mind.
"I forgot. Other than us newbies, there's also the guide, the leather jacket guy."
"He should have a mission too. Although I don't know if it's the same as us newbies', it will definitely involve vampires and werewolves!"
"As long as he takes action, it will definitely cause trouble and attract the attention of the werewolf leader, Lucian, and the Blood Breed Elder Victor. There will be conflict and even a big fight!"
"This step can also be used well!"
While thinking, Fatty walked through the streets and alleys, occasionally admiring the British-style architecture and beautiful scenery.
Of course, the British Isles were often rainy. Today's weather was pretty good. He could see the sun. Although the temperature wasn't high, the warm sunshine sprinkled on his body, making him feel comfortable.
After walking through a few streets, Fatty unknowingly walked into an alley.
He lowered his head and was still thinking about the mission. According to the Lord God's introduction, the mission required him to participate in it personally. Otherwise, he just had to find a place to wait for the plot to end or for others to complete the mission.
It was a pity.
"Hey, the fat pig in front, stop right there!"
At that moment, a white man suddenly walked out from the alley. He had red and yellow hair, tattoos on his arms, earrings, and a small metal tag around his neck. He was obviously a gangster.
When Fatty heard that voice, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. What he hated the most in his life was people calling him fat, fat pig, and so on.
When he turned around, he saw the white gangster with a small knife in his hand. He stared at him and gestured as he walked towards Fatty.
"So it's a yellow-skinned fat pig. Looks like you're a foreigner?" The gangster's mouth twitched. He didn't expect to meet an outsider today. People like him were the easiest to bully. They couldn't do anything to him even if he robbed them.
Moreover, he had a lot of money.
"Cut the crap. Hand over your wallet, phone, and anything valuable. Otherwise, I'll stab a few holes in your stomach!"
"Hurry up!"
The gangster scolded as he approached Fatty step by step.
"Sorry, I … I … I don't have any!"
"No money, no phone, nothing valuable. If you don't believe me, you … you can search me!"
Fatty pretended to be frightened. His small eyes were filled with uneasiness and helplessness. He raised his hands high as if he had no strength to resist.
"What? You're playing with me. "
When the gangster heard that, his saliva flew everywhere. The smoke in his mouth and his yellow teeth came out. Then, he rushed straight to the front of Fatty. He pressed the knife against Fatty's stomach and his palms searched Fatty's pockets.
But there was nothing. He didn't even touch the badge.
Although he didn't know why, he didn't have time to think about it now. Maybe there was something special about the badge. Other than himself, no one else could touch it.
"F * ck, tell me, did you hide the money somewhere else?"
The gangster searched Fatty's body but didn't find anything. He was flustered and exasperated.
"Take off your pants for me. Is it hidden in your underwear?" The hoodlum circled around the fatty and said.
But at the moment his vision blurred, Fatty moved.
The bulky body slammed into the delinquent's body, causing him to stagger. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the fatty leaped up and wrapped his chubby arms around the delinquent's head. The delinquent's back was strangled so tightly that he couldn't see anything and couldn't breathe.
Wuwuwu.
The gangster struggled and waved his arms. The knife in his hand cut Fatty's legs and hands a few times, cutting Fatty's skin. One of the cuts was so deep that it cut into Fatty's flesh.
Fatty was in so much pain.
But the more pain he felt, the angrier he got and the harder he used.
Compared to the gangster, Fatty's strength was stronger. Under the force of the mission, the gangster's neck was forcibly twisted and he died instantly.
Plop.
The gangster's corpse fell. His eyes were wide open and filled with unwillingness.
"I, I … … I killed someone!"
Fatty looked at the corpse and was stunned.
He just wanted to teach this guy a lesson and vent his anger from being scolded. But who knew that when he used his strength, this guy would die just like that.
That was too weak to resist!
"I killed someone!"
Fatty's lips trembled slightly. Killing, this word was too far away for him. He didn't think that he would kill someone. For a moment, all kinds of emotions surged in his heart. Sadness, fear, confusion … … and a trace of excitement.
In his trouser pocket, the Black Iron Medal exuded a cool aura. It made Fatty shiver and snap out of his daze.
Looking at the white gangster on the ground, Fatty had mixed feelings. Then, he said softly, "I'm sorry!"
As he said that, he lowered his body and reached out his hand to smooth out the gangster's wide open eyes.
But just as his chubby palm touched the gangster's face, something unexpected happened.
… …
In the Creator Space, Li Yue saw this scene and a trace of shock flashed across his eyes.
"This is … …"
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