The two stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the room was a little dull, except for the sound of Tan Bingbing stitching up his wounds.

Xiao Tang sat next to Xu Lang, wiping the blood on his face with a towel, gradually revealing his blue nose and swollen face.

After Tan Bingbing stitched up the wound, he bandaged it with gauze and said, "Okay, you can't exercise vigorously in the past few days, according to your physical fitness, you should be able to recover in two weeks." ”

Wu Xin's face turned bitter: "Two weeks, so long?" ”

Tan Bingbing's little face tensed: "You think it's a joke, this is a gunshot wound, fortunately, they are all earthen guns, if they are regular guns, it is a matter whether you can save them or not." ”

Wu Xin was a little unconvinced: "Is it so serious? ”

Tan Bing snorted coldly and packed up the medical supplies: "You go find the 95 type yourself and try it." ”

Wu Xin smiled and stopped talking, because he felt the jealousy in Mimeng's eyes!

Then he took out a cigarette from his bag, threw one to Xu Lang, and smoked it.

recalled the scenes of the past few days in my mind, rubbed my eyebrows, and there was no time to stop.

But who is looking for the root team to assassinate him, or he hasn't figured it out, it can't be Luo Yuan, right?

No, if he wants to use himself, he doesn't have to make it so complicated, but the root planing team is extremely strong, and the asking price should be very high, and those who can afford it are definitely gangs in the iron bed area, but in addition to having conflicts with Liu Hongjiang, he has no conflicts with others. The most important thing is that his bullets have been stolen!

This shows that there are internal ghosts around you!

Xue Xiang? Small glasses? It's impossible, one of these two people is disabled and has a fracture, if you want to frame yourself, the price is too great, as for Liang Qiucheng and Lao Sha, it's even more impossible, and they are still rescued inside, Niu Erhe ......

No, there is only one person beside him, Brother Huang!

In the past few days, he has taken out the drugs in his hands, and he has been very generous, all of them are gods descending from the earth, hammering four, cough cough, pulling away. He was able to come up with the food for the hired spine planers, but what was he framing himself for? I didn't stand in his way, could it be that I saw his drugs and wanted to kill myself!

It's possible!

Wu Xin thought of this, and was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, Brother Huang, Brother Huang, I, Wu Xin, treat you well, I'm not talking nonsense, but you want to get rid of me, how ruthless is it!

No wonder I saw us this morning, something was abnormal, it turned out that there was a ghost in my heart!

He was a little emotional, and a trace of black qi emanated from his body, which permeated the room.

It's very uncomfortable.

Mi Meng asked: "Wu Xin, what's wrong with you, your black qi is too uncomfortable, you quickly take it back." ”

Wu Xin reacted at this time, and hurriedly withdrew the black qi, and found that there seemed to be too much black qi in his body, and even if he was a little emotional, the black qi would overflow from his body.

When you kill the second child yourself, it seems to have evolved?

Wu Xin looked at the palm of his hand, and with a thought, a cloud of black gas came out of his palm, and the black gas had become more condensed, and even when he touched it, he could feel a chill.

And his body seems to be much more flexible, and his progress is even greater than the last time he ate the black qi.

Wu Xin stood up, everyone looked at him strangely, he walked to the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and found that he seemed to have some changes, this change was not appearance, but like a kind of momentum!

There were still a few drops of blood on his face that he didn't know who it was, and a pair of eyes continued to kill, even if it was a casual glance, he could feel that it was full of murderous energy.

There always seemed to be a faint murderous aura and a sense of oppression on Luo Yuan's body.

Mi Meng looked at Wu Xin and wondered, "What are you looking at?" ”

Wu Xin turned around and asked, "Do you feel a murderous aura on me?" ”

Mi Meng looked at the eccentric Wu Xin, and laughed out loud: "What are you doing, haha......"

However, as Wu Xin's face cooled down, and the black qi on his body continued to surge behind him, Mi Meng couldn't laugh, and his pretty face was frightened: "You, what are you doing?" ”

Wu Xin withdrew his black qi in the next moment, and his momentum was gone: "Haha, just kidding." ”

Mi Meng walked up to Wu Xin, grabbed his hand, and said softly: "You were like that just now, I was so scared, just like a different person." ”

Wu Xin smiled bitterly, and Xu Lang suddenly asked, "Brother Xin, did you think of something?" ”

He grew up with a bare ass since childhood, Wu Xin's expression just now couldn't hide him, he must have discovered something.

Wu Xin hesitated, in fact, he didn't have a bottom and decided that Lao Huang did it: "I suspect that Lao Huang is looking for someone to kill us." ”

Xu Lang was stunned: "No." ”

As soon as Wu Xin was about to tell his guess, Luo Yuan pushed the door and walked in.

"Come out, I've got something to tell you."

After Wu Xin followed, his face was snickering, and after handing Luo Yuan a cigarette, he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"You're mentally prepared."

Wu Xin's face changed suddenly, and the hand handing over the cigarette was trembling slightly: "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Yuan pondered: "Lao Sha may not be able to do it." ”

Wu Xin's expression froze: "No, it's impossible." ”

Luo Yuan sighed: "The distance is too close, the lobes of the lungs are injured, it is estimated that you can live for five or six days." ”

Wu Xin shook his head: "Impossible, Lao Sha is so tenacious, how can he die." ”

Luo Yuan didn't speak, smoking silently.

Wu Xin recalled the scene of meeting Lao Sha in his mind.

"Miss you. Mother. you! ”

"What, you want to woo me?"

…………

It wasn't until he felt his fingers burn and threw away the burnt cigarette butt that his thoughts were pulled back.

Wu Xin raised his head, his eyes were slightly red: "Is there no other way?" ”

"Yes, indeed!"

Wu Xin said excitedly: "What way? ”

Luo Yuan squinted his eyes: "The demon core of the light blue demon beast!" ”

Wu Xin was stunned, a light blue demon beast, a level 3 demon beast, that King Kong was also a light blue demon beast, a demon core of his level.

"I advise you to accept this idea, as long as ordinary people swallow the level 3 demon core, they will have your current strength, that kind of thing, you use it to save people, it's too tyrannical!"

Wu Xin ignored the ridicule in Luo Yuan's words: "You should be able to kill, as long as you can kill me, I promise you anything!" ”

Luo Yuan took a step back, and a sarcasm appeared on his face: "What is the relationship between the two of us?" Shall I help you? And you still owe me a head that didn't kill me? Do you think you have what it takes for me to help? ”

Hehe, indeed, what qualifications do I have to ask Luo Yuan to help me!

"But there is another reason, I can't go out of the base, and if I go out and come back, there is a possibility that the owner will be changed."

Wu Xin looked at Luo Yuan's deep eyes and found that he was not so beautiful.

Luo Yuan said: "He can live for five or six days, if you go out and try it, don't blame me for not saying it if you can't come back." ”

"Okay, but before I go, I have someone to deal with."

……

There is an open space behind the grain depot, on which are piled up several tents, and outside the tents are piled up a lot of mechanical parts, or scrap steel and scrap metal, and the sound of mechanical cutting and beating can be faintly heard from the tents.

A middle-aged man with a hunched body walked slowly from a distance, carrying a large satchel.

A young man with chicken-like hair came out of a blue tent, his face was extremely pale, with two blackened eyes, it seemed that he was either an addict or an all-night master, as soon as he took out his cigarette, he saw Brother Huang, handed him one and said: "Rare guest, Brother Huang, is there something?" ”

Brother Huang took the cigarette with a cold face: "Are the potatoes in there?" ”

The young man scratched his hair and yawned: "It's inside, let's go in directly." ”

Brother Huang nodded, and when he entered the tent, there was a sour smell on his face, as if there were countless big men who had not washed their feet for n years, which made people's brains confused.

He really admired the potatoes, they could stay here for days.

There was a long table in the tent, on which countless drawings and parts were piled up, and a group of strangely dressed people were arguing fiercely around the table, and on the left was a lot of self-made earthen guns and birds! On the right are several large stinking sofas, on which a young man is lying and sleeping.

Brother Huang walked over, and the group of people glanced at him and continued to argue.

The young man on the sofa was wearing punk boots with Liu Ding, jeans, a denim jacket, and a revolver pinned to his waist, like a western cowboy.

Brother Huang said: "Wake up, potato." ”

The man sat up suddenly, and only after seeing that it was Brother Huang did he breathe a sigh of relief, patted his chest and asked, "What's the matter, Brother Huang, why are you here?" ”

Brother Huang's face was gloomy and he spit out a few words: "I want to buy Lei. Tube! ”