In a hotel in Las Vegas, Zhuo Junyan and You Jiangrui clinked glasses.
The beer was filled with hops.
Zhuo Junyan drank the beer in one gulp and looked at Su Yantong with satisfaction: "Well done, how did you do it?"
Su Yantong smiled: "I'm just treating her."
"Cure?" Everyone was surprised.
"She has lived too long! She should have died long ago, either from a short period of time or from a serious illness. But her immortal body hangs her, preventing all factors that could cause her death from functioning. So those
People don't treat her illness, but just give her various nutritional medicines to replenish her body's energy and continue to play the role of her immortal body, so that she can live, and she can continue to live for a long time."
Zhuo Junyan understood: "Her body has formed a balance, but when you treat her, it breaks the balance!"
Su Yantong nodded: "Do you know that the human body's disease treatment mechanism relies largely on self-regulation? For example, for a cold, it is never the medicine that kills the virus, but the medicine that stimulates its own immune mechanism. The immortal body replaces the immunity
The mechanism suppressed everything, but it was only suppression rather than treatment! I used medicine on her to awaken her immune mechanism. And the first thing her immune mechanism responded to was her immortality."
Han Yingchen was surprised: "You mean the immune mechanism can kill the immortal body."
He had just received the immortal body given to him by Zhuo Junyan, and was shocked when he heard this.
Su Yantong smiled: "Of course not, she is too old! Once the balance is broken, serious illness, aging, and even the immune system may pose a fatal threat to her... I did not examine the body, and I don't know how she died in the end.
What is at play? I am just going to break the balance that her body has formed, and the rest depends on the sky. So far, my luck is pretty good. In fact, if I don't take action, I judge that she will die if I take action again at most.
"
Zhuo Junyan sighed: "I don't want to be her last target. It would be nice to let a nuclear bomb disappear silently. The right method is more meaningful than powerful force. That old woman is the most powerful I have ever seen.
The guy... died at the hands of an ordinary woman who didn't know any martial arts."
Su Yantong rolled her eyes: "I just don't know martial arts, but we are not ordinary."
"That's right!" Zhuo Junyan raised his glass: "I apologize for what I just said!"
"Cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses again.
After drinking a small drink, You Jiangrui said: "Old Wei is dead, what should we do now?"
"Well..." Zhuo Junyan touched his chin.
Wei Hangdong is an expert in the field of military industry. Zhuo Junyan needs such talents if he wants to have his own military industry system there.
At this moment, he thought about it and said: "Tang Ning also gave me some alternative lists, but these people didn't know about it in advance, and it would be more troublesome to kidnap them. But fortunately, I still have someone who can help... The problem now is you
.The Brotherhood is not an idiot, they should find out your identity soon."
The Brotherhood was able to find Wei Hangdong's clue before Zhuo Junyan contacted Wei Hangdong, so now that a series of things have happened, You Jiangrui and the others must not be able to hide their identities.
So Zhuo Junyan's current problem is, on the one hand, he must find a way to rescue Chen Bosong and find Wei Hangdong's replacement, and on the other hand, he must protect the few people he has already obtained.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhuo Junyan said: "I'll make a call first."
He called Daniel Boyens directly.
On the other end of the phone, Boyins said: "You should have called me earlier."
Zhuo Junyan smiled and said: "Last time I contacted you, you thought I called you too early."
Boyins didn't waste any time: "Where are you now? Is this phone safe?"
"Las Vegas. The phone has been replaced with a new one, no problem. Where are you?"
"No problem. We need to meet."
"I don't have that much time. Wei Hangdong is dead, and I need an expert in the military industry who can come with me."
"Okay. Do you want anyone else?"
Zhuo Junyan thought for a while and decided that it would be better to find Chen Bosong, and said: "No, this one is enough. I will wait for you in Dallas and contact you then."
"Dallas?" Boyins was a little surprised: "What are you doing there?"
"Jail robbery." Zhuo Junyan put down the phone and looked at everyone: "Let's go, everyone."
Teng Xinyuan sighed: "Murder, explosion, prison robbery...I am really going to become a wanted criminal now."
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "This is the threshold for entering the industry."
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Dallas Prison is one of the ten largest prisons in the United States.
There are more than 7,000 prisoners held here, and most of them are serious criminals.
To live in such a prison, joining a sect is the best way.
But there are always some people who are simply not qualified to join!
Chen Bosong was wearing prison clothes and sitting on the prison cell with dull eyes.
There were vicious men everywhere. Whenever they walked past Chen Bosong, Chen Bosong would lower his head and tremble slightly.
A big black man appeared from behind him and put his arm around Chen Bosong's waist: "Hi, beauty."
Chen Bosong pushed him away hard: "Don't touch me!"
The big black man was not angry: "I just like the way you struggle."
He lifted Chen Bosong's chin, his eyes filled with teasing light.
At that moment, Chen Bosong wished he could stab his eyes out.
But he knew that he couldn't do it. In this world where people cannibalize people, he was destined to be oppressed.
Every day he longs for the legendary picker to arrive early and bring him freedom, whether it is to heaven or hell!
A prison guard came over: "Chen Bosong! Someone is here to visit you."
Chen Bosong was finally freed from the pressure of the black man: "Who?"
"Say she's your fiancée."
Hearing this, Chen Bosong's eyes lit up.
He was so excited that he couldn't contain his excitement.
The big black man laughed: "Wow! You actually have a fiancée? Didn't you come in because you killed your wife's lover?! Oh, don't forget to tell her that you are my fiancée now. You are destined to come back.
Into my arms!"
Chen Bosong looked at him, shook his head and said, "Not necessarily."
With excitement, he came to the visiting room.
A woman with short hair was sitting in front of her.
She picked up the phone: "Chen Bosong?"
Chen Bosong nodded: "It's me."
The short-haired woman smiled slightly: "You will get down when I count to three."
Chen Bosong was startled.
The short-haired woman has started counting: "One, two, three!"
Chen Bosong suddenly squatted down with his head in his hands.
boom!
The wall cracked, and Zhuo Junyan crashed through the wall like a tank.
After killing the prison guard with a few casual shots, he arrested Chen Bosong.
Chen Bosong looked at Zhuo Junyan in surprise: "I thought it was a tank."
"There's no difference." Zhuo Junyan led him out with a smile: "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
"Kill someone in this prison." Chen Bosong blurted out.
"I don't have time to help you find someone. There are seven thousand prisoners here." Zhuo Junyan waved his hand, and a large hail of bullets swept out.
Chen Bosong lowered his head in disappointment.
Zhuo Junyan was already holding him and flying up into the air: "But I can help you blow up this prison. Whether the people you want to kill will depend on your luck... Under normal circumstances, my luck is pretty good."
As he spoke, large clouds of smoke and dust erupted throughout the Dallas Prison, and flames instantly filled the sky.
The wails shook the sky.
Chen Bosong was so shocked that he was dumbfounded: "I...I just want to kill someone."