"Mr. Michel, your leg is much better, but you have been injured four times in the last year or so, and I must warn you, even if you are a transcendent being, it is also a very irresponsible thing for you to hurt your leg so intensively." The doctor at the Hospital of the Church of Love, Old Lady Miyem looked at Michael and said.

The latter, in a wheelchair, smiled like a child in the early summer morning sun: "Madam, I didn't know that the horse would be so intense." ”

Of course, this is just a rhetoric to the outside world, and the last three times he injured his leg, all of which were deliberately performed in public in order to get rid of suspicion because he was injured in an assassination attempt, and the first of which hurt his leg annoyed Michel the most...... It was a duel with Marin Gayat, and the result was very unpleasant, but more importantly, according to the intelligence of the previous days, Mitchell found that he was no longer sure of winning against that kid - he was able to fish out his own girl in the slit of the multiple timeline, Marin is now the highest level of dream girl in the eyes of the entire Carter Fort girls, and even his sister said that Marin only suffers from not being tall in Jason, and she likes big boys.

Hehe, this stupid girl, everyone is starting to grow taller, maybe in a few years, you will think that Jason is short in front of Marin.

Then again, Marin was really strong, and Michel couldn't guarantee that he would be able to do it in the past, and when he saw the two branches on the kid's arm, the only thought was that the kid had not only solved his sister's problems, but seemed to have solved them more than his own.

Otherwise, how did the young branch of the tree in this world come about, it can't be that the unknown man of this world rewarded him with another one.

So the only explanation is that Marin reached the other world through the slit, solved his sister's problem, and then obtained the World Tree twig from his own hands in the other world.

Yes, it is obtained, because it cannot be captured, and the master of the twig of the World Tree can only be obtained by the good deeds, and it is impossible for Marin to kill another self and grab it, and the result of this is that even his own twig will be lost.

So Michelle has completely lost the idea of getting back face from Marin, this kind of guy is born with a protagonist template, and Michelle feels that for the sake of his own life, it is better to stay away from him as far away as possible.

With this in mind, after taking care of the injured leg and obtaining the potion from the old lady Miyème, Michel motioned to his butler to push him out of the hospital.

As soon as he went out, Michel saw a Mr. Elf 'flying' out of the room on the other side of the hallway, and he snapped and hung on the wall, causing a burst of laughter from his colleagues.

"You fool, you starved other people's little cubs." A companion who was also an elf gloated and laughed.

"This punch is really good, the boys of the Green Leaf family are all hung on the wall." There was a half-elf doctor who smiled and took money from his colleagues.

It turned out to be a repertoire for the elven doctors and the giant cubs, and thinking of this, Michelle motioned for the butler to push him over - this kind of excitement is not seen in vain.

In recent years, there have been so many bad things, if people don't choose a little fun by themselves, what is the difference between it and salted fish.

With this in mind, Michelle saw Marin of the Gayat family come out of that room.

The two looked at each other.

The corridor was filled with the bloody wind of what you were looking at and what you were looking at.

"Young master, it's Mr. Marin." The butler said with a smile.

My leg is broken, and my eyes are not blind!

………………

Hammering the doctor who made himself a vegetarian out of the room with a fist, Marin's mood was much better, Sheldon this guy was really right, he came to the Mercy Hospital today, Mr. Dean, as an elf, immediately made a decision after hearing Marin's complaint - let Marin put a bruise structure on his gloves, and then punch the elf.

Marlin agreed, and didn't think that Mr. Dean was protecting the guy - if it wasn't for the bruising structure, Marlin would have killed Mr. Elf with this punch.

Marin is here to seek revenge, but not to kill.

So he punched a thousand enemies, went out of the door of the room, and was about to get his share of the money from the elf who opened the bank to gamble, when he saw Mr. Michel and also saw his legs: "Mr. Michel, your legs are ......"

"Don't mention, four days ago, I met a frightened horse in the street, and a lovely young lady sat on the horse, and I grabbed the reins and managed to control the horse, but I didn't expect that when the horse gave the rope back to the young lady, he turned around and kicked me, and I let go of the upper body, but not the lower body."

Marin thought about it, and felt that he had really met a wizard - he had broken his leg four times in more than a year, and he had broken it with each other.

Thinking of this, Marin was a little embarrassed - he thought that this would be a murderer, but now it seems that with his luck, it is better not to be a murderer, isn't it more elegant and vulgar to be a victim.

"By the way, I heard Cross say that you want to cooperate with us in potions." Marin thought of what Cross had told him earlier, so he asked.

Mr. Michael immediately nodded: "Yes, I wanted Miss Cross to write a random number on that blank check, but she refused me. ”

"That'...... Well, Mr. Michelle, you can pay for it, if we can use your alchemy workshop in a nearby city, I can give you a certain quota of OEM, as long as you can control the quality of the potion, you can send them to the dwarves or something*** such as the eastern region, where baldness is about to become a problem. Marin heard from Cross that he had a large workshop in the nearby city of Nova Antas.

"Is that okay, how much profit do I need to pay?"

"Pure profits, three or seven shares, I three you seven, go to the Church of the God of Justice, how about it."

"Happy trading, Mr. Marin."

After the business was negotiated, Mr. Michel chose to leave impatiently, leaving only Marin.

Taking the hard money from the gentleman who opened the pile, Marin patted the money in his hand, confirmed the amount, and then handed it to Cross, who was waiting at the door.

"I've talked to Mr. Michel." Marin said with a smile.

Cross nodded, "I just saw Mr. Michelle, and he's unlucky." Cross put away the Morvis and looked at Marin, "Mr. Marin, what are we going to do now?" ”

"As always, go and confirm." Marin said.