As night falls, the lights come on.

Luo Luoya left the teahouse disappointed, because Wu Feng refused to cooperate with Zhang Zifan.

Are you afraid of the Cao family? If Wu Feng was really afraid, Chen Hui would have fallen into Cao Hui's hands and been ravaged in every way.

Wu Feng just disdains to be with the Zhang family, and the Zhang family, which is full of blood debts, is notoriously domineering in Rongdu, and besides, the Cao family has not yet come to the door to retaliate, so why rush for a while.

After filling his stomach, Wu Feng brought Rouen a supper and returned to the hotel.

In the room, Rouen was still asleep.

There were a lot of snack wrappers scattered on the floor, there were messy take-out plates on the computer desk, and the super notebook was still working, and Wu Feng couldn't understand what those jumping strings meant.

Putting down the takeaway, Wu Feng began to clean up the room, and after a while, Rouen woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and exclaimed in surprise: "Damn, when I wake up, it's dark!" ”

"You have to change your habits, and eating irregularly is not good for you!"

Wu Feng handed the takeaway to Rouen, with his favorite crispy duck and eight-treasure porridge.

"Thank you, Brother Feng!"

Rouen grinned and took the thing, didn't bother to rinse his teeth, opened the lid of the lunch box and began to gobble it up.

"Oh yes, what are you doing with that beauty? It's the one with the devil's body, angel face, and fairy eyes! ”

"I have the intention of starting, but I don't think it's time to ...... yet"

As Wu Feng was talking, he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his chest.

"Hiss......"

Wu Feng clutched his chest tightly, the sharp pain was familiar and terrifying, and his face suddenly changed color, and he looked at Rouen like a wooden chicken.

"Hey, Brother Feng, you, what's wrong with you?"

Rouen quickly put the lunch box on the bedside table, lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed wearing only a large trouser.

"Pain, chest!"

Wu Feng pointed to his chest, and the sharp pain like a knife made him sweat roll down his forehead immediately.

"Damn, you don't have a heart attack, do you?"

Rouen was in a hurry, and he picked up the landline phone and was about to call the 120 ambulance, but Wu Feng immediately grabbed his hand, shook his head and said, "No, no, it's not the first time...... You, you hold me to you......"

Rouen's eyes were glazed, he really didn't know what Wu Feng was talking about.

But he absolutely executed Wu Feng's words word for word.

Putting on pants and a T-shirt, the Rouen Island Fierce Film was no longer downloaded, and after turning off the computer, he helped Wu Feng downstairs and left the hotel.

Along the way, Wu Feng kept sweating, and his words were already a little slurred, and Rouen could only urge the taxi driver to go faster.

Finally, Rouen sent Wu Feng to his basement, and as soon as he entered, Wu Feng rushed to the bathroom and vomited.

Rouen was really stunned, what Wu Feng spit out turned out to be black, green, black and green, with a faint fishy smell.

After spitting up, Wu Feng's chest no longer had colic, but his whole body began to get hot, and in just a few seconds, the skin on his face, neck, and arms began to redden, as if he had been burned by a soldering iron.

"Brother Feng, you're so hot!"

Rouen reached out and touched Wu Feng's forehead, and he felt as if he had touched a hot water bottle.

Wu Feng weakly climbed into the bathtub and sat down, like a drunkard who had vomited too much, shaking his head involuntarily, and only a little residual consciousness supported him to turn on the faucet.

Wow!

The cold tap water flowed into the bathtub, and Wu Feng's hot body temperature was slightly controlled, but he still felt that it was not enough.

"Do me a favor!"

Wu Feng looked at Rouen with pale eyes, and said with all his might: "Help me buy a lot of ice meat, the more the better, and raw beef, just twenty catties!" ”

After speaking, Wu Feng lost consciousness and fainted.

"Beef, ice!"

Rouen's lips began to tremble, and within half an hour, Wu Feng suddenly became vomiting and hot from a normal person, and he needed a lot of beef and ice.

Is this, is this still normal?

The thin Rouen didn't know why Wu Feng was, but he immediately went to find ice and beef without hesitation.

At this time, it is already the night market of the fruit wholesale market, and the wholesalers will consume a lot of ice cubes in order to ensure that the fruits are not spoiled for a long time in the summer, and there are special ice brick sellers in the market.

Ice bricks are not difficult to buy and are cheap, but beef ......

Rouen searched all the retail meat stalls and cold meat supermarkets in the vicinity, and finally got more than a dozen kilograms of unsold beef, and then used a borrowed cart to drag back four large ice bricks.

Rouen, who didn't eat dinner, broke out with infinite combat effectiveness when Wu Feng was in danger, and he couldn't hold 25 kilograms of ice bricks at all.

But now, he actually carried it directly into the basement from the door, and slowly put it into the heated bathtub water lightly.

"Brother Feng, the ice is here!"

Rouen looked extremely worried, Wu Feng's body was like a heating stove, he didn't walk for long, and the water in the bathtub was "heated" by him.

After shouting a few times, Wu Feng still didn't respond, and Rouen hurriedly went to move the remaining ice bricks and put them in the bathtub.

For half an hour, Wu Feng never woke up.

Rouen returned the cart, closed the roller shutter door, locked all the doors, and kept staring at Wu Feng in the bathtub.

His body was very hot, and the ice bricks mixed with a large amount of tap water wrapped him, and he still couldn't cool down.

Rouen was in a hurry, so he found a spare machete for self-defense, chopped a spare ice brick into small ice slags, and evenly sprinkled it on Wu Feng's body to accelerate cooling and cooling.

After another half an hour, Rouen's hand chopping ice bricks had been shattered by the machete, and blood mixed with ice water was dripping from his hand, but Wu Feng still didn't wake up.

Gritting his teeth, Rouen smashed another ice brick, and reached out to stir in the bathtub, so that Wu Feng's hot body was surrounded by evenly distributed ice cubes and cold ice.

The water is already cold.

Rouen just stretched out his hand and stirred, he already felt frozen to the bone, but Wu Feng's skin was still hot and hot.

"Why the hell is that?"

Rouen began to despair, but Wu Feng didn't allow him to call an ambulance, so he could only do so.

Time passed minute by minute, and when most of the ice melted into water, Wu Feng's body surface temperature finally stopped being hot, and there was a hint of coldness to the touch.

Opening his eyes, Wu Feng let out a long breath.

"Brother Feng! Brother Feng! You're finally awake! ”

Rouen, who was already on the verge of collapse, immediately turned from sadness to joy when he saw Wu Feng wake up.

Wu Feng squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I scared you!" ”

Rouen nodded secretly, it is indeed scary enough, where would ordinary people spit out black and green things? Who can stand a fever of more than forty degrees? Who can withstand ice water freezing for more than an hour?

Perhaps, there are many people in the human race who have a good cold-tolerant physique, but Wu Feng's feverish body really surprised Rouen to the extreme, and he was also terrified to the extreme.

Isn't it true that an ordinary person with a fever of more than 40 degrees will soon hang up? But Wu Feng survived.

"Brother Feng, why did you suddenly ......"

"Suddenly what?"

Wu Feng smiled faintly, buried his head in the ice water and washed his face.

Rouen didn't know, but Wu Feng knew that this was the third time that he had such an attack.

The first time was when he was traveling in Germany, and the sudden heat made him unbearable, so he jumped straight into the Danube.

The second time he was at the foot of the Alps, it was so hot that he went straight into the freezer of a supermarket.

And this time is the third time, not only did I vomit more than the previous two, but even the heat generation and duration were more amazing.

Wu Feng looked at the few ice particles left in the bathtub and knew how hot he was just now.

Gollum!

The rumbling sound from his stomach made Wu Feng's hunger feel come again, just like the previous two times, the body after the fever urgently needed a lot of food supplements, and the beef, as the king of meat, was the best.

Beef is rich in a variety of nutrients, especially protein, fat, and metal elements such as calcium, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, magnesium, iron, zinc, selenium, etc., which can quickly replenish the nutrients needed by Wu Feng's body than pork.

"Brother Feng, I bought beef, but this is all raw and cold fresh meat, not cooked!"

Rouen handed a heavy bag of beef to Wu Feng, who came out of the bathtub and was wet, and said worriedly.

"It's okay, I can eat, you go out first, by the way, you go and unplug the anti-leakage switch!!"

Seeing Rouen leave, Wu Feng immediately opened his pocket, picked up a piece of beef casually, washed it with tap water, and immediately put it in his mouth and chewed it vigorously.

A piece of beef, which was still thick and bloody, was quickly swallowed, and Rouen's voice came from the door.

"Brother Feng, I've unplugged the switch, what else do I need to do?"

"No, just look at the meter!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Feng quickly took out the copper wire he carried with him, wrapped one end around his arm, and inserted the other end directly into the circuit jack of the washstand, and in an instant, a wave of electricity rushed in.

Like a cool breath in the scorching summer, Wu Feng involuntarily let out a soft snort, and began to eat frantically with an absolute sense of comfort.

And Derouen, who was in front of the meter, was completely stunned this time.

The number was beating rapidly, and in just one breath, it had already jumped a number, that is, it had consumed one kilowatt-hour of electricity.

"Damn, what is Brother Feng doing!"

Rouen was very curious, but without Wu Feng's instructions, he didn't dare to go in to see what was going on in the bathroom.

Meter numbers change rapidly, using up a dozen kilowatt-hours of electricity in a matter of minutes, and they're rising exponentially over time.

"Damn, ten seconds consume one kilowatt-hour of electricity, what's the situation!"

Rouen was about to scream, holding his breath and staring at the meter numbers, and after two minutes, he finally slowed down and finally stopped increasing.

Having eaten enough beef and filled with electricity, Wu Feng finally felt alive again.

The original dying hunger had been replaced by fullness, and Wu Feng now felt full of strength.

"Is it the drastic change brought about by the black stone?"

Wu Feng tried his sensing ability, and sure enough, it was greatly enhanced, and he could already perceive Rouen ten meters away through his consciousness.

As for the discharge capacity?

Wu Feng spread out his palms and blinked his eyes, and two balls of electricity that glowed dazzling blue appeared out of thin air, dreamy in color and hissing.

This is another upgrade of power control ability, but Wu Feng faintly feels that there is a more powerful function improvement.

Sure enough, as his consciousness commanded, the electric ball in his palm disappeared, and in its place, a pale silver lustrous metal seeped out of the surface of the skin, slowly converging along the lines of the skin.

After a while, Wu Feng's hands seemed to be wearing a thin layer of silver silk gloves, but there was no sense of restraint, as if they were just a new layer of skin.

Under the light of the bathroom, the pair of silver "gloves" were faintly flooded, and Wu Feng's stretched fingers were clenched into fists, without any sense of blockage.

How hard is it? Wu Feng's subconscious was very much about wanting to give it a try.

Disheveled.

With a loud bang, Wu Feng's right fist pierced through the bathroom tiles fiercely, sinking deep into the wall tiles, and after pulling it out with a bang, there was no scar on his right hand.

"Hiss......"

Rao is Wu Feng, who has gone through countless death battle arrays, was really taken aback by this powerful combat power, and Wu Feng once again gave a conscious order, and the light and shallow silver metal layer slowly melted from the skin of his palm.

As if none of this had ever happened.

However, the big hole in the wall reminded Wu Feng that this was the truth.

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