Chapter 276:

"Help! Help!"
Ok?
When Luo Junning heard the words, he saw a white woman yelling anxiously not far away, and following the direction of the woman's fingers, a young man who was obviously a mess was walking around holding a women's handbag.
The situation is very clear. Luo Junning flashed pictures of heroes saving beauty, but it was obvious that reality and fantasy were different. First of all, the white woman was not a beauty that fits his aesthetics and age. Secondly, it was just grabbing bags in the street. There is no story about the beauty of the beauty, which is normal. After all, the sky is clear, and it is still near Chinatown. You must know that the United States attaches great importance to the safety of Chinatown.
I have always heard that the United States is the country with the highest crime rate, and now Luo Junning has a real experience.
Just when Luo Junning was about to think about whether to step forward and help, the chose his direction to escape, and quickly rushed in front of him.
This is the entrance and exit of Chinatown. The flow of people is surging, and the people around are retreating in a panic, but there is not much gap left, and it seems that only Luo Junning has blocked the way of escape of the gangster, so the little gangster drew a knife. Yelled fiercely: "Get away!"
Of course, the gangster here speaks English, but no matter what language he speaks, Luo Junning is very angry.
As a good young man with a sense of righteousness, even if it was in the forced stage that he hadn't thought about clearly, Luo Junning did not hesitate to stretch out his foot, kick this little to the ground with a bang, with a sharp knife. Fell aside.
As an'veteran' who has been training for many years and has a lot of actual combat experience, he has long seen that this little gangster belongs to the kind of hollowed out body. Even if he hasn't done it for a long time, he is still quite relaxed. When he bent down to pick up the lady's handbag, the surrounding crowd exclaimed.
"SHIT!"
The curse and the sound of the sharp weapon breaking through the air sounded behind his ears at the same time. Luo Junning slammed on one side, but still did not completely avoid it. There was a fiery pain on his arm, and then he saw another man holding a dagger behind him with a hideous face. Another little green-haired gangster, Luo Junning's face was cold, and regardless of the wound on his hand, he knocked the green hair to the ground in twos or twos, and then looked around vigilantly, and even the crowds around him clapping their hands. Taking a step back, the little Korean girl who had just met in front of the mask booth stood there blankly, holding a monkey face mask in her hand.
Luo Junning was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly. Only then did he pick up the pig face mask that did not know when it fell on the ground. He glanced at the two gangsters who were lying on the ground and could not get up. Then he glanced at not knowing when he had picked it up. The white woman who was far from the women's handbag smiled self-deprecatingly.
This is America!
Fortunately, he doesn't stay in the United States very often. Luo Junning thought so. After checking the wound on his hand, he was relieved to find that it was just a muscle strain. However, the necessary bandaging and disinfection are still required, and at this time the US police did not have it. Come here, it is estimated that they will all manage world peace, and it is too late to manage domestic affairs.
Randomly wiped the blood on his arm, Luo Junning found a car and was going to the best hospital nearby.
The girl with the monkey face mask opened her mouth and wanted to stop Luo Junning, but Luo Junning's movements were so fast that she had no time to speak. She could only watch Luo Junning go away in the car in a daze. In the end, she was helpless. He lowered his head, looked at the monkey face mask in his hand, and muttered in confusion, "So Superman is a pig, isn't it a monkey?"
"Snee!"
Luo Junning wiped his nose and was a little puzzled, but his hand was injured. How could he sneeze?
"Hey! I saw it just now. Those tricks are very handsome, are they Chinese Kung Fu? I like watching Kung Fu movies very much, hey! Ha! Oh! Hey, he's so handsome." The black guy driving is quite handsome Excited, as if he was the actor just now.
The corner of Luo Junning's mouth twitched, regretting why he didn't pretend not to speak English just now, so that there would be no such trouble, but are black American drivers all chattering? Also, is this hospital too far away?
Just when Luo Junning suspected that the black guy was taking him around in a circle, the taxi finally stopped. The black guy pointed to the luxurious hospital door outside the car and said, "Hey, this is the best hospital here, and only here can I be admired. Kung Fu guy!"
Yes, this black guy is completely a Kung Fu poisoner. Luo Junning also got a headache by these words, and quickly gave money to the car. When the black guy wanted to pay him back, he had to take photos and take photos with him, highlighting the yelling of the injured arm. In the sound, Luo Junning walked into the hospital with a black line.
Because of the rush, Luo Junning did not pay attention to the name of the hospital, but only when he walked in did he find that the decorations here are very good, and people come and go, indicating that the medical standards here should be very good, but this is nothing like him. It doesn’t matter. After all, he just got a little injury on his hand. Just find a small hospital for disinfection and sew up to two stitches. It’s really troublesome to come to such a hospital and have to line up to get the number. Yeah.
But all came, and Luo Junning didn't want to take the car anymore, so he could only prepare to register to avoid chattering again.
Fortunately, the medical staff here saw that he still had blood on his hands, so he gave an urgent number and enthusiastically served him, but it was obvious that it was only disinfection, two stitches and then bandaging that took one or two. When I was young, looking at the pile of test sheets again, Luo Junning really had an urge to cry, and in the end he could barely comfort himself, just as a temporary physical examination.
"Hey, boy, I think your face is wrong. It seems that there is something wrong with the kidney function. Come, come, I will give you another note, you go to the laboratory...Oh, don't go..."
Your sister's kidney is weak. You give Schwarzenegger a try in the previous round. If his face looks good, then he really is called a hell!
Ignoring the call of the white doctor, Luo Junning walked out of this so-called special service room with a dark face. He was still imagining what this special service is. It turned out that is to replace the simple treatment arm with a special whole body. Physical examination, your sister's special service!
Of course, even if the special service is what he imagined, he won't accept it. After all, he doesn't like buses. Isn't he good about cleanliness? !
After spending a lot of money in vain, Luo Junning did not rush to leave. The environment of this hospital is still good. It is like a park, but it is a good place for recuperation, and he really found the nursing home here when he wandered around. It's pretty big.
be lost?
Luo Junning scratched his head and was about to leave, but saw a little girl in the corner sobbing softly, seemingly familiar.