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Chapter 663: The Next Target

In the time it took me to breathe, I had already reached the old lady's side.

Chen Kainan is still in a coma, while Huzi is treating Tushan's wounds.

"How is it?" I glanced at Tushan and asked.

"The bleeding on the outside has stopped, but there's a little trouble inside. The knife hurt the kidney. It's a little troublesome. We have to get the medicine inside." Huzi seemed to be thinking of a solution.

I nodded and squatted down next to Tushan.

"I'll do it!"

As I said that, I took the bottle filled with pollen and looked at Tushan.

"It might hurt a little, please bear with it!"

Tushan didn't speak, but nodded heavily.

I hummed, took out a bottle of mineral water and rinsed my middle finger clean. There was a little samsara pollen on the fingertips. Before the beard could recover, the inner energy gathered on the fingertips, and he suddenly

The finger pricked into Tushan's wound.

"Um!"

Tushan's body trembled violently, and his screams were suppressed, turning into an extremely suppressed groan.

His whole body was shaking violently, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant, but even so, he still endured the severe pain.

I was a little impressed. I looked at this man and slowly reached in with my middle finger.

Soon, I touched a round thing.

Soft and silky, I knew this was the kidney.

My middle finger pointed forward, and I immediately felt the wound on the kidney, which was slightly opened and about the thickness of a thumb. I could feel the blood constantly flowing out of it.

His kidneys were stabbed open, but he could endure it without dying. This Tushan can be regarded as the number one person.

call…

I took a gentle breath, carefully pressed my middle finger on the slightly open opening, fiddled with it twice, and allowed the reincarnation pollen to slowly seep in.

Tushan's body trembled violently again, and his teeth chattered.

This kind of pain is enough to destroy a person's spirit.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

The pollen on your fingers is easily absorbed by this small opening.

The effect was immediate and the blood flow stopped.

Then I breathed a sigh of relief and pulled my hand out.

"alright!"

As I spoke, I rinsed the blood from my hands with a mineral water bottle.

"It will take at most two days to recover!" I said.

Tu Shan looked at me dubiously, obviously not believing it.

After all, if the dagger hurts the internal organs, it usually takes several months to recover. When I said it would take two days, he naturally couldn't believe it.

But when he closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, he couldn't help but froze, his face changed rapidly, and he looked at me in disbelief.

I smiled at him and said nothing.

But Tushan stood up from the ground, clasped his fists at me slightly, "Thank you!"

For a man who cherishes words like gold, these two words already carry a lot of weight.

"Mr. Tu, there is something I want to ask you. Have you seen Zhong Lan appear here?" I asked.

"No!" Tushan said.

I nodded slightly, now I felt relieved.

Sure enough, what this woman cares most about is what is on the altar. As long as she doesn't show up, Mr. Liu probably won't know that we already know that he is a traitor.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, murderous intent boiling in my heart.

Wait, I must find an opportunity to kill him secretly.

While thinking about it, I turned to look at Old Mrs. Chen. The one I was most worried about now was my grandmother.

This old lady was already weak. She was finally rescued not long ago, but now she has lost too much blood. I'm afraid her life is in danger.

Fortunately, Hu Qiu gave her some pollenized water to drink, and with the nourishment of blood, her face regained some rosiness.

However, I was not happy because I saw a faint air of defeat in her life palace.

Gray energy poured out of the palace gate, which meant that the old lady's time would not be long.

Although reincarnation pollen can replenish blood, living people have a limited lifespan after all, and the vitality in her body cannot withstand such digestion.

I pierced the ghost-slaying sword in my hand deeply into the ground, and then squatted next to the old lady.

"Are you okay?"

The old lady was looking at me all the time, her eyes full of complexity.

Because she witnessed my murder process with her own eyes.

"I'm fine, are you okay?" The old lady looked at me worriedly.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry!" I said.

"Why……"

The old lady let out a long sigh, her eyes filled with complexity, worry, relief, but more of all, distress!

"You kid, you've really suffered."

Her throat was slightly tight and her voice was whimpering.

I lowered my head and remained silent without speaking.

I thought she would advise me to be kind and not to kill anyone, but she didn't.

"Child, I know what you are thinking. My old bones are not as bad as you think. I have seen a lot of dead people. You can't scare me. Just do whatever you have to do without worrying about me.

This old lady!"

I raised my head in surprise and looked at her with slight surprise. The old lady once again refreshed my understanding.

"It's a pity that the phoenix flower has withered. My poor child... She looked at the phoenix flower next to her, and her face was extremely sad.

My nose felt sour and I almost shed tears.

"Huh... Don't worry, I have a solution for this. Just have a good rest and I will take care of the rest!"

"real?"

The old lady's eyes lit up.

I glanced at Hu Qiu and nodded slightly.

The old lady didn't ask in detail, she stretched out her hand like a dead tree towards me, patted the back of my hand gently, and smiled happily.

"Okay, okay, you are worthy of being the grandson of Nine Sons Reaching for the Stars. Your grandfather can rest in peace even under the weight of nine springs!"

Looking at the longing look in her eyes, my throat rolled slightly. I knew what she was longing for, but I could never say the words "grandma" out loud.

"Hey, I'm really tired. Let's rest first."

After saying this, the old lady closed her eyes directly.

But an old tear slipped from the corner of his wrinkled eyes!

Seeing her exhausted and extremely weak look, I couldn't help but feel a little distressed in my heart. Although I didn't speak, her blood was still flowing in my body.

Go to sleep and have a good sleep!

I took out a piece of requiem, lit it and stuck it on the ground, then put my thumb on her eyebrows and silently recited the requiem mantra.

The old lady soon fell asleep.

I don't want her to see what happens next.

Hu Qiu glanced at the phoenix flower vine on the ground, glanced at Mr. Liu accidentally, and asked with some worry: "Jiuyang, what should we do next?"

I laughed and stood up, looking over the scene.

Next.

Target, Mr. Liu.

Like carrying coffins in Kowloon


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