Two people parachuted into a place, and the man rushed into the house. I saw a car outside, so I bet he couldn't get the gun and wanted to drive to surprise him at the door. The moment he came out, I knew I had made the right bet. I rushed over with oil. . .

But I never imagined that I was stuck on the operating table, and he took this opportunity to do such an operation. . .

What are you doing? ...

I was a little embarrassed at that time. Neither of us had weapons, and neither of us could help anyone. The scene was once very embarrassing ~

Shit, I felt like a good horse that was boarded by mistake, and started to accelerate, hit the wall, hit the tree and jumped into the pit. . . Just can't turn over the car, or even mutually assured destruction! Then I gave up, so ...

In this way, I drove her through the golden wheat field, blowing a breeze, and she drank something and took some medicine in the back. At that moment, I felt that I owned the whole world and my hostility gradually faded. ...

By the way, a single (old) dog (Bi) lying on the ground was accidentally killed on the road ... and a villain picking up supplies. ...

I may be playing a fake Jedi survival?