The pain of a broken palm soon spread to the entire arm.

"Obviously the bones are fine, how can it hurt so much. ”

Jiang Weiwei was provoked by this unwarranted pain, sweating profusely, turning over and over, closing his eyes tightly, and forcing himself to sleep.

"No, I have to sleep, I'm really sleepy, so sleepy that I can't open my eyes. ”

Under constant self-hypnosis, a wave of sleepiness hits. Gradually, he felt that the pain in his palms seemed to be lightened, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Jingle Bell Bell –

The alarm clock rang at seven o'clock, and the whole room was instantly noisy.

Jiang Weiwei turned over and turned off the alarm clock.

The light shining in from the window made him a little uncomfortable. He rubbed his eyes and got out of the bed, and suddenly, he froze and looked at his right hand rubbing his eyes.

His hand didn't hurt anymore?

"It really doesn't hurt at all. Jiang Wei rolled up his sleeves and pressed his palm and right arm to pinch, and there was no trace of pain.

"It doesn't hurt overnight, I don't believe that human beings can heal themselves to this extent. And... When I hit the wall yesterday, I did feel the bones in my hand shatter, even though the doctor later said it was okay..... It's all incredible!"

Thinking about it, he jumped out of bed and stripped himself off in front of the mirror to only a pair of pants.

"It's really out again!" he turned his back to the mirror, tilting his head to see another letter popping out of his spine: Apollo.

The word "Apollo Sun God?" is the only one Jiang still knows, one of the more famous Greek gods: Apollo Sun God.

"Why haven't I heard that Apollo has the ability to heal itself?" Jiang Wei took out his phone and typed Apollo into the search bar.

Immediately, a string of information popped up: Apollo (Apollo) is the god of light, medicine, health, music and prophecy in ancient Greek mythology, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, as the god of medicine, he passed on the art of medicine to mankind.

Jiang Weiwei swallowed his saliva and looked up at the harsh sunlight outside. Isn't he really dreaming?

He's like this now, it's already a legendary open plug-in, right? And it's such a powerful plug-in.

Jiang Wei trembled and stroked the black lines on his body, and made the most daring conjecture: "Could it be that under these tattoos, there are hidden names of Greek gods, as long as I encounter special circumstances, I can stimulate their ability to help me?"

"It seems that God has sympathized with me for what I have done, thank God. Jiang Wei folded his hands and prayed sincerely: "Thank you very much, thank you for keeping me from dying and giving me such a powerful ability." ”

"Only, are you awake? Come out and eat. ”

Jiang Wei here was praying fruitfully, and the door of the house over there was slammed. It scared him.

Fortunately, it was locked before going to bed, otherwise this meeting would have been embarrassing.

"Ahh Jiang Wei grabbed the neatly stacked suit at the head of the bed and quickly put it on his body.

Then hooked the upper of the leather shoe, and jumped out with one foot.

The parents who set the dishes and chopsticks immediately laughed when they saw him like this.

Mother Jiang drooped her face and said with a reprimanding expression: "I don't have a proper shape early in the morning, can't I put on my shoes and come out again?" ”

That being said, she was happy in her heart. For so many years, her son rarely lived at home, and he rarely made such a fool of himself in front of her.

When she first saw Jiang Weiwei jumping out, she suddenly felt that her eyes flickered, as if she had returned to the time when her son hurriedly went to class many years ago.

"Ahem, what's wrong with your son?" Jiang Weiwei coughed lightly, immediately raised his head, walked to the table and sat down with a 45-degree pace.

He shook his bangs and said, "Obviously very steady." ”

"Stinky boy. "Jiang's father rewarded his son with a newspaper, and for many years, his son has never joked in front of him. Suddenly, he glanced at the suit on his son's body and said, "It's all said, don't go to work today, you just right, and you haven't recovered completely." ”

"It's okay, you see, it's totally fine. Jiang Wei patted his chest, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Jiang's father smiled but said nothing, his son seems to have talked more since the car accident, and he is a lot more cheerful.

That's good.

He shook the newspaper and went on to read the news.

Father Jiang was a traditional man who liked to read newspapers and drink tea. He even planted a vegetable patch in the yard and shouted to the old man of the landlord who loves health to farm with him.

The old man not only said that he occupied the yard, but actually supported him.

With a common hobby as a medium, the Jiang family has lived in the courtyard for more than 20 years, and the landlord has never given them a rent increase.

It's just that a few years ago, under the persecution of his children, he indicatively increased his price by dozens of yuan.

Jiang Wei picked up the meal and said vaguely: "I should have made a noise to the old man last night." When I came back in the evening, I bought him some good wine and sent it over. ”

The old man loves to drink, and when Jiang Wei was in elementary school, he drunk him in the name of 'trying the new'.

"No, the old man has bad ears when he's old. I can't hear anything without my hearing aids. I definitely took it off at the time of sleeping. Mother Jiang picked up the conversation while serving the soup.

Jiang's mother handed the soup to Jiang Weiwei, who took it and drank it all.

He wiped his mouth and said, "I mean, our glasses neighbor will definitely go to quarrel with the old man." ”

Picking up the briefcase and running out of the house, Jiang Weiwei said hello to the bear child next door who was about to go to school, and quickly rushed to the bus stop.

The urban village where the Jiang family lives is about a 30-minute drive away from the company where he works, and after getting off the bus, there is still nearly a 10-minute walk to go: because it is necessary to bypass the railway station in Sanmen City to reach the company's entrance.

That's right, the only company Jiang works for is next door to the train station.

"In the territory with the largest and most chaotic flow of people, the boss dares to open a company here, which can be regarded as the boss's ability. ”

All employees who have just joined the company will 'praise' the boss like this.

I got off the bus and stood on the edge of the train station. Jiang Weiwei looked up at his watch: "There are still twenty minutes, no hurry." ”

The bustle of the train station will never be disturbed by time.

Although it was eight o'clock in the morning, the station was already overcrowded, and there were several long queues at the entrance of the ticket hall.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of surging human heads.

Walking through the crowd, Jiang only found that many people were young men and women, and they were not here to take the car, but holding LED signs, probably looking forward to the arrival of someone.

"It's good to be young, and I came to the train station early in the morning to chase the stars. ”

Jiang Weiwei teased softly, lamenting that time is not forgiving, and in the blink of an eye, he is also a person who is about to run for three.

"Hey, stop, stop!"

"Give me back! Snatch the child! Snatch the child!"

A shrill voice exploded in front of the noisy station.

Even when it was covered, only a few people looked at the source of the sound.

Jiang Wei was not far from the place of the incident, so he could hear it clearly.

He turned his head to look, and could vaguely see a young woman in a short skirt and five centimeters of heels chasing an old woman holding a two-year-old child.

The old woman had a clear goal and ran straight to the van on the side of the road. The woman chased after her, crying as she chased: "Help me, she snatched my child!"

The woman cried and sobbed, and there was no image at all. The sorrow on her face was real, not like it was pretended.

Looking at this posture, the old woman is really snatching the child. The sense of justice in Jiang Wei's heart suddenly skyrocketed, he narrowed his eyes, lifted his trouser leg, and prepared to help catch the old woman.

Since God has reborn him, he must do something good to repay God's blessing.

"Mad woman!"

Suddenly, a man of five big and three thick rushed out of the crowd, he was wearing tight short sleeves, and his explosive muscles were even worse than Chen Yong's.

He stopped in front of the woman and gave the woman a slap without saying a word.

The woman was fanned to the ground by gravity, blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, and she looked at the man in disbelief.

The situation changed suddenly, and several well-wishers couldn't get used to seeing men beating women, so they hurriedly stepped forward to stop them. The people around him scolded the man's atrocities.

It is as if the man is only immersed in his own world, completely ignoring the obstacles of those around him.

Viciously stepped forward and kicked and beat the woman: "You still have the face to have a child! When you were messing with other men behind my back, did you think about having children?!!

"When the child is crying and calling for his mother at home, which bed are you in!" the man cursed and roared, and the strength on his feet became heavier and heavier:

"I had a couple of arguments with you yesterday, and you actually went under the knife on me! Do you know how many stitches I had in the hospital!"

As he spoke, the man ripped off the gauze attached to his forehead, revealing a wound of about five centimeters.

Suddenly, there was an uproar all around. The masses, who didn't want to cause trouble, shrank back and didn't dare to wade into this troubled water.

What's more, several older women have begun to scold women, saying that she does not abide by women's morals, and men deserve to beat her.