Zhou Zihao said indignantly: "If you want me to say, it is still Zhang Jiemin's powerful methods that can make these two martial arts people surrender willingly." I'm afraid that his strength Zhang Jiemin is not low, and it will not be lower than the middle three realms. ”

Huo Jincheng nodded, and said in a deep voice with unwillingness: "Yes, otherwise it wouldn't have disappeared like this under the tracking of the police's Skynet and the armed police." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw three figures coming at the back door of the No. 1 factory, to be exact, it should be four.

Mu Zi supported Fang Qinghan's back with one hand, and one of the thighs of the bitter young man with the other. The other thigh stayed on the ground and didn't keep up when it just jumped up. Later, it was found by Muzi and placed flat on the chest of the owner of the thigh.

The blood ticked and ticked all the way, and it fell to the ground, staining a crooked path of red. As for Mu Zi and Fang Qinghan, one was covered in blood, and the other was soaked from the abdomen down.

Zhou Zihao and Huo Jincheng stepped forward to greet them at the same time, and carefully looked at Fang Qinghan's injuries, their faces sank and they shook their heads slightly,

Zhou Zihao looked at Mu Zi again, showing a look of embarrassment, frowning and saying in a deep voice: "The heart is broken and bleeding too much, the potential release is overloaded, and the spirit and spirit are almost exhausted,"

Halfway through the words, he didn't continue, shook his head and patted Muzi on the shoulder, the meaning was obvious.

Mu Zi understood what he meant, raised his head suddenly, stared at Zhou Zihao with tenacious eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Save him."

Tightly three words, it expresses Muzi's sadness and helplessness, there is no yuan power in this world, there is no spiritual grass without Tao, the heart is broken and the blood is dry, normally speaking, it can already be declared dead.

I watched my heart almost stop beating, and I exhaled a breath for a long time with a large amount of blood. There are teenagers who are out of breath but not in breath. Huo Jincheng also shook his head and comforted Mu Zi: "The ambulance is waiting on it, let's send it to the hospital first." After finishing speaking, he sighed helplessly.

The entire prison has been controlled by the police and the martial arts police, and all the prisoners have been gathered in one place, and Muzi walks out of the underground factory with the poor boy in his arms. Under the signal of Zhou Zihao and Huo Jincheng's eyes, the two were not hindered, and directly entered the ambulance and sped away.

Zhou Zihao and Huo Jincheng got into the car and accompanied them, and before getting into the car, Huo Jincheng whispered to the bamboo poles and chickens: "It's hard work, go back and resume your life." ”

Zhou Zihao showed a clear look, these two people are really Huo Jincheng's insiders.

The ambulance siren kept ringing, and the doctors in the car were busy, intubating and dripping ventilators for blood transfusions, and the means that could be used were just as low.

An elderly doctor in a white coat said apologetically and guiltily: "These first aid measures are just a process, the injured person's pupils are dilated, his body is stiff, his body temperature drops, and he can already be declared dead." Even if the gods descend to earth, I am afraid that they will not be able to help, please mourn the two chiefs and this little brother. ”

Huo Jincheng was silent, and Zhou Zihao snorted coldly: "Immortals, self-destructive legends of civilization in ancient times, if there are really immortals, how can they watch good people not live long and harm for thousands of years." ”

Speaking that the unintentional listener was intentional, Mu Zi thought secretly, "Isn't the strength of my own ability to control the sky realm equivalent to those land immortals recorded in the books, on the earth of this end-of-law world, the immortals are like grass mustard." ”

At the same time, he was a little annoyed, why didn't he put some of his own elixirs of life and death and the regeneration liquid after the catastrophe. It's all in the ring, hidden in the star core, isn't it empty that there is a treasure mountain and can't be used?"

Mu Zi is ruthless to the enemy, and he is not light on himself, two slaps down, his head buzzed, and the sharp and piercing sound in his ears kept ringing, as if there was always a voice scolding himself echoing in his ears: "What's the use of eating so many elixir treasures in ordinary times, you can't take it out at all when you want to save people." ”

Seeing this, Zhou Zihao and Huo Jincheng suddenly rushed over and held down Muzi, for fear that he would not be able to think about it for a while, and he would break his head. kept persuading: "It's not you who beat Fang Qinghan like this, don't blame yourself too much, you beat yourself to death, Fang Qinghan blocked the bullet for you in vain." ”

He and the elixir echoed in Mu Zi's ears like this, and in an instant he seemed to have caught a glimmer of light, and muttered to himself: Human body treasure medicine, human body treasure medicine. “

Zhou Huo and the others didn't know what Mu Zi was saying, they were a little confused, and they couldn't understand what this young man who came out of the deep mountains and old forests was going to do.

Muzi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "Two big brothers, do you have any sharp weapons in your hands, sharp weapons, such as swords or something." ”

Zhou Zihao's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief: "You can't think about it like this, aren't you living up to Fang Qinghan's kindness." ”

Huo Jincheng also chimed in: "Yes, yes, don't do stupid things." ”

Mu Zi said in a deep voice: "I won't do stupid things, I will be useful if I want a sharp weapon, please rest assured." ”

Seeing that Mu Zi was quite normal, Zhou Zihao was suspicious, took out a short knife on his body and handed it to Mu Zi, and said solemnly: "Don't mess around." ”

After Muzi received the short knife, Zhou Zihao told again uneasily: "Don't mess around." At the same time, he and Huo Jincheng sat next to Muzi, staring at the young man.

After Muzi took the short knife, he stretched out his arm and suddenly swung the knife at his wrist, Zhou Huo and the others were taken aback, and it was too late to stop it. Seeing the silver light of the short knife flash, it slashed at the young man's wrist. Then there was a bang.

The expected blood flow did not appear, and the slender young man's fair wrist was unscathed, not even a knife mark was left, and the second bang was the sound of the short knife breaking into two.

Zhou Huo and the others were really dumbfounded and speechless, especially Huo Jincheng, as a martial artist, he had a clear understanding of his abilities.

At this time, seeing the facts in front of him, he still couldn't believe it: "This young man's flesh and blood body is actually harder than ordinary gold and iron, how did he practice this." ”

didn't cut himself, but Mu Zi looked disappointed, looked at Zhou Huo and the others, and asked in a deep voice, "Is there a harder weapon?" Perhaps because they were afraid that the two would worry about themselves, they would not take it out, Muzi added: "It's not suicide, I grew up in the mountains since I was a child, and I have been soaked in the medicinal liquid of herbal medicine Ao Lian all year round, and my blood is comparable to herbal medicine. ”

Mu Zi had no choice but to make up a lie, at this time, if he said that he was from the God Realm, he had the skills of a land immortal, and so on. In this materialistic world, no one will believe it, but call themselves crazy. Instead of dwelling on this issue, it is better to make up a reason to solve the problem earlier.

Whether the blood works or not, Zhou Huo and the others didn't think about it. In this highly technologically developed world, Muzi's words are too absurd, and the two of them know that Muzi is out of the deep mountains and old forests, so they will not care, and others will definitely take Muzi as a fool.

The two did not believe that blood could be used as a herb, and that it was a herb for bringing the dead back to life. Hold the mentality of making trouble, not committing suicide, and playing whatever you want. Huo Jincheng took out a pitch-black short knife on his body and handed it to Mu Zi, and advised: "This can be sharp, sharpen iron like clay, don't mess around." In the end, I'm still worried that Muzi will do something stupid.

The pitch-black short knife really lived up to its name, and with a snort, Muzi's wrist cut a hole, and the hole was very deep, and the blood droplets were connected into a small blood line. It just fell into the mouth of the poor boy below.

Before Muzi started, he set up his position to avoid wasting his blood. At this time, clenched his fist and let the blood flow,

When he did it, he was cautious that the blood would flow to the ground. After flowing into Fang Qinghan's mouth, the blood seemed to be not his own, the more the better.

Fang Qinghan couldn't swallow on his own, and too much blood overflowed the corners of his mouth. At this time, Muzi was not distressed, and after wiping the corners of his mouth for the poor boy, he clenched his fist vigorously and continued to let the blood flow.

I heard a reminder from the side: "The living can be choked to death." ”

Mu Zicai let go of his fist stupidly, slowed down the speed of blood flow, and ticked and fell into the young man's mouth. Until the wound is caught, the blood clots, and no dripping. The poor boy was still blinded and unconscious.

Muzi was not reconciled, so he picked up the short knife and came again. Three successive feedings of blood did not show much improvement. Muzi was not reconciled, and when he picked up the short knife for the fifth time. Zhou Huo and the others quickly stepped forward to stop them, and shouted loudly: "It's useless, don't toss, people have to face reality when they die." ”

Muzi roared vigorously: "He's not dead, he's not dead, let me go, I'm going to continue." He shook off the two of them with all his might, and slashed at his wrist with a short knife.

Suddenly, a nurse spoke, and said in a trembling voice, "Look, there's breathing and a heartbeat. ”

There was a sudden silence in the carriage. The old doctor was the first to come back to his senses, pointing at the doctors and nurses and shouting: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and rescue." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old doctor leaned over. It was because of the inertia of the ambulance's emergency stop. Arrive at the hospital. The old doctor was fortunate to witness the medical miracle, and his excitement was definitely no less than that of Mu Zi, pointing to the other doctors and nurses and urging: "Hurry up, send it to the operating room, and call all the backbone doctors in the hospital to operate together, and those on vacation will also call back." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly got out of the car to prepare, and the speed of running was no slower than that of a young man.

Outside the operating room, Zhou Huo and the others looked at the mysterious teenager in front of them with doubts. Blood can bring the dead back to life, shattering the duo's perception of existing technology.

After Muzi relaxed a little, he found that he was being stared at like a monster, scratched his head in embarrassment and said softly: "My meat is too hard and not delicious, you two don't look at me with that kind of green eyes." ”

The two of them smiled awkwardly, then sat down next to Mu Zi together, and spoke at the same time: "What herbs are you used to soak in, and what are the body protection techniques you practice." Which realm in the martial arts are you, what is your master, and which mountain is the deep mountain you are in, is it Kunlun Mountain?"

The two crackled and poured beans into a bamboo tube and asked a bunch of questions, and Muzi answered half-truths and vague answers. You can't tell the things about the god realm one by one, even if you say it, the two of them will think that he is making up stories. When I really didn't know how to explain it, I just smiled and didn't speak.

Suddenly, the door of the operating room opened, and the old doctor in the ambulance, as if he was stunned, muttered as he walked: "Bringing the dead back to life, the unsolved mystery of the medical community, blood can bring people back to life, the unsolved mystery of the medical community." And kept talking.

Seeing Muzi and the others, he stopped chattering, and said excitedly to the three of them: "The operation was successful, the broken heart was stitched up, the broken leg was connected, and the life characteristics were stabilized." On top of that, the wounds of the wounded healed quickly, like sprouts, simply too fast. You can rest assured that your vital signs have recovered and you will be in the intensive care unit for a while. ”

After speaking, he stared directly at Muzi, or rather, at Muzi's wrist. His mouth jumped for a long time before he opened his mouth with difficulty, pointing to Muzi's wrist and stammering, "Can you take yours." ”

Without waiting for the old doctor to finish speaking, Mu Zi said in a deep voice with a dark face: "No." ”

The old doctor was a little disappointed and depressed. Mu Zi suddenly spoke again: "You take good care of Fang Qinghan, he may be able to consider it after he recovers." ”

"Good, good, I will definitely take care of it, and it will be free of charge. The old doctor replied quite crisply.