Foreword:

[Being rich and noble unjustly is like a floating cloud to me]

[--Confucius]

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[part1——Men live by forgetfulness]

The war in the pastoral garden has come to an end.

Xueming dragged his heavy body into the soft and warm quagmire of flesh and blood, and followed Wen Bucai to pick up the unconscious Jason.

He felt very tired and almost fell asleep standing up.

The high-intensity battle for half an hour drained Xueming's mental strength.

Holding your breath and shooting again and again is like taming a wild beast. To tame the Blood Wolf Eye in your hand, if you miss a few times, all your previous efforts will be in vain.

When Wen Bucai shouted the slogan "The area is completely silent, there is no abnormality in inspiration".

Xueming's whole body relaxed, and an indescribable sense of fatigue surged from his limbs.

His brain was urging him crazily to fall asleep quickly and go to the sweet dreamland to rest for a while.

He barely took a breath during the long and short run from the outskirts of the checkpoint to Boke Pass, from Boke Pass to the iron plank road in the pastoral garden, and then from the iron plank road to the hotbed with a gun.

The high concentration of energy and the high-pressure environment along the way made Xueming shaky and almost fainted.

Meteor also looked listless - Xueming saw that this tall man was no longer as energetic as when he first set off.

Ah Xing's hands were drooped beside the seam of his trousers. The clothes on his body were gone. He was shirtless and his trousers were about to burst. His arms were bruised and purple. After treatment with the panacea, the injuries on the two metacarpal bones were gone.

Healing, but nerve fatigue will be difficult to recover from for a while.

The young man walked forward with a cane, one foot deep and one foot shallow. The moment he stepped out of the stone gate, he was blinded by the bright and dazzling lights in the corridor.

The mindless and unhappy mental energy is visibly declining, and the faster the mental energy declines, the more and more obvious the vague and uneasy inspiration pressure will be.

Wen Bucai stopped laughing and teasing, and took out a bag of Guangling San Xiaolongbao from his carrying bag, "There is another bag of sixteen pieces here, which is my last inventory. The shelf life of this stuff is very short, so take advantage of it."

Eating it fresh can restore a little energy."

Jiang Xueming didn't say much and was not polite at all. She took the steamed dumplings and stuffed them into her mouth.

The spicy and stimulating soup spreads on the lips, teeth and mouthpiece, and the fine minced meat carries the delicious aroma of the soup and slips into the stomach pouch at once.

——It was like a sexy and seductive bomb that instantly ignited Xueming's spiritual essence.

He ate six pills before he felt the dull nerve pain in his head was relieved. He hesitated and stuffed two more pills into his mouth, and his stomach also felt warm.

His hands and feet no longer trembled, his thinking gradually became clearer, and the light source of the Heart of Steel gradually stabilized, just like a breathing lamp dimming and brightening.

"The strength is back. Although it is not much, it is enough." Jiang Xueming said calmly, "I can continue to fight."

Bu Liuxing ate the remaining eight steamed dumplings, then raised his head to the sky and roared: "Resurrection with full health!"

Jason was awakened by this startling roar and woke up from his confused and chaotic state.

"How do you feel?" Wen Bucai patted Jason on the shoulder.

Jason hurriedly looked at the wound on his abdomen. Under the treatment of the panacea, it had recovered as before, and even the scars were no longer visible.

He vaguely remembered the last words he heard before his consciousness faded.

"The human body is such a wonderful thing..."

That kind of witticism sounded horrifying to him.

But there is a saying that breaking the body at the waist is not a fatal injury - cutting in half as an ancient punishment can make people live for a long, long time and die in extreme pain and lengthy torture.

With the protection of a panacea, it is not difficult to reposition the intestines. During the suturing procedures of most laparotomy surgeries, the doctor will stuff the intestines back into the abdomen little by little. It only needs a little tidying up to prevent them from getting tangled and knotted.

They will automatically recover - this is what Wen Bucai calls the "wonderful human body".

"I can continue to fight." Jason stretched out his hand: "Give me the lapis lazuli."

"I'll leave it to your little waiter to evaluate your mental state. I don't want to get involved in your affairs. We are all adults and must be responsible for our own safety." Wen Bucai pointed to his side -

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——The little waiter’s face was covered in blood and he didn’t have time to wipe it off.

Wanting to kill little Sullivan's half-dragon body, she emptied the four ump magazines, and her whole body turned red.

"employer..."

When Jason put on the lapis lazuli, he immediately found the truth from his keen sense of smell and inspiration pressure - he could almost see the scene of the little waiter raising his gun and shooting the enemy.

"You saved my life?"

The little waiter smiled awkwardly, his blood-red face showing two rows of white teeth: "It doesn't matter... I picked up a leak. When that freak ran out, I felt that he was very, very weak. He was dead.

The door was wide open - bullets could kill him. I made this judgment and immediately shot him with a gun."

Jason nodded, almost crying: "Thank you... thank you..."

The little waiter would be a little confused for a while: "No, employer, it is mainly due to VIP Mr. Wen. If this freak's soul power was not blown away by Mr. Wen and beaten to pieces - otherwise, I might be blamed."

It might get stuck here!"

Jason suddenly hugged the little waiter and covered the back of his head.

"Thank you...thank you..."

Wen Bucai shrugged helplessly, his expression was like that of an irritable young man who had seen a painful drama at eight o'clock, and turned back towards the animal pen.

Jiang Xueming and Bu Liuxing immediately followed.

Meteor's inspiration was relatively weak. He was confused and couldn't figure out the situation at all.

"What's going on? Brother Ming?"

Jiang Xueming thought for a moment and immediately said: "That little girl's life was hanging by a thread just now and she almost died."

Meteor was surprised: "Really? I think she's pretty good, right?"

Jiang Xueming shook his head: "If we come one step earlier or one step later, if we enter the hotbed at the wrong time, the waiter girl behind us will hit the weirdo with soul power head-on."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Fortunately! Fortunately, that strange shadow is coming towards me!" Meteor breathed a sigh of relief: "So, she saved her life?"

"Maybe it has something to do with the characteristics of lapis lazuli." Jiang Xueming thought of the mysterious pyroxene, "Lapis lazuli also has lucky properties. Jason Megan has so many lapis lazuli, he should be a very lucky person. The goddess of fate is secretly here

Look after him."

Meteor again heard Jason crying behind him.

No matter how hard the waiter tried to persuade him, he couldn't stop it.

"Thank you...thank you for surviving...thank you - I don't know how to thank you...thank you for accompanying me here, I'm really not a good employer..."

"Sir! Don't cry. If you cry again, I will compete with you! Who can cry louder!"

"Please forgive me, I can't help it, I can't help it... I originally thought that during this journey, I might reach the end of my life - painting for you, measuring that huge dragon for you

I have to see the truth about my body size. At least in this way, I will no longer be a [useless person]."

"Sir...how can you think so?! Is life something that can be given up casually?"

"Several times, I fainted under the pressure of this terrifying inspiration. Those two Orientals gave me insight into the true feelings in my heart. Only then did I realize that I was not made to be a hunter at all - but I wanted to

You performed this farce with me for so long! It was so far! From Hung Hom to Reykjavik, it took half a year and more than 3,000 kilometers!"

"Sir, I feel very happy when I'm with you. Bo didn't blame me. I think it has understood your and my feelings. I can kill this strange shape. It's you who taught me time and time again to observe carefully.

Prey can recognize their death door. Rather than me saving you, it is better to say that you saved me."

"So I couldn't stop crying. When I saw you safe and sound, I couldn't stop crying... At the moment when night went to dawn in this devil's cave, I couldn't control the emotions in my heart at all - I just wanted to hold you

You.Wendy Mills...my..."

The muzzle of the ump's gun pressed against Jason Megan's chin, asking the sloppy man to raise his head——

——The little waiter's eyes were cold. Although there were still tears in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and decided to kill: "My good sir, are you serious? How can you call me the wrong name at this time? Even if you call someone casually in fish-man language

Maybe I can respond to your name."

Far away in the animal pen corridor, Wen Bucai laughed happily.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

That kind of laughter is very harsh and immoral.

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[part——can be kept for the next life]

Fifteen minutes later.

Jason's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he pointed seriously at the Burke Hotel.
To be continued...