The fat man in a not too clean camouflage uniform appeared in this room again, the fat man's face was sad and joyless, he took off the camouflage uniform and bulletproof vest with his left hand, went to the bathroom to put a bath of water, and finally washed away the smell of gunsmoke and blood after using half a bottle of shower gel, but the strain on his right hand could not be washed.

After cleaning up a little, Tang Shengxian left the house after filling his stomach. He was going to the hospital, and bought the expert number of the rehabilitation physiotherapy department in the hands of the dealer at the entrance of the hospital, and entered the hospital, the expert was called Xie Jia, a professor, and the expert number of three hundred Tang Shengxian paid five hundred, and found the floor according to the schematic diagram, and the number of Tang Shengxian had begun to be called on the big screen, and the doctor was a middle-aged woman in her fifties.

"Doctor Xie, look at how my hand is." Saying that, he put one arm on the table, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were peeled off a layer of skin, and when he was shooting, Tang Shengxian's index finger really couldn't pull the trigger, so he used his middle finger to buckle it together, but he didn't expect that now both fingers are peeling, and they are actually bleeding.

"We have to make a film to make an accurate judgment on this."

It's another payment, filming, it's a shame that this is not a popular department, and half an hour later, Tang Shengxian sat in front of Professor Xie again.

"Well, your arm muscles are severely strained, and there is no big problem with the bones, but the middle finger and index finger are severely strained, and they need to be treated with acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine."

Of course, Tang Shengxian would not have any opinions, and after prescribing a few pieces of traditional Chinese medicine, he came for another acupuncture treatment, which cost more than 3,000 in total, including the remaining two acupuncture treatments.

Professor Xie told Tang Shengxian that this disease should be treated slowly, at least more than half a year, Tang Shengxian thought to himself, where can I have half a year to waste, how can this damn body be so weak.

It was already dark, and after eating a bowl of ramen soup with meat, Shengxian went home, he was now a wounded soldier, Tang Shengxian was not in the mood to think about any strategy and tactics today, he fell asleep, he had not slept for almost a day and a night, if he was awake now, he would definitely find that there was a fluorescence flying up and down his right arm for nearly a minute.

After sleeping until ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Tang Shengxian finally regained his energy, got up with a grunt, and habitually rubbed his eyes with his right hand, "Huh! No, my right hand is so good. Tang Shengxian kept clenching and releasing his palms as if he didn't believe it, as if his index and middle fingers hadn't shed their skin, which was really strange. It must be the system's troublemaker. As he spoke, he entered the system, and sure enough, the energy value became 69%, Tang Shengxian was full of energy in the World War II plane, and it took 30% to come back, well, it took 1% of the energy to heal my injuries. This is a nice find.

Removing all the bandages on his hands, Tang Shengxian was alive again. Throw the unopened Chinese medicine into the trash. "For the sake of future considerations, it is necessary to explore this ability, well, men have to be cruel to themselves!" It was as if a great determination had been made.

In a room on the second floor, closing the windows and closing the curtains, Tang Shengxian spread a large plastic sheet on the ground, placed Yunnan Baiyao, bandages, and alcohol on his side, and put a thick wooden board behind him, and took off his T-shirt, revealing a fat body. You should be able to guess what this guy is trying to do.

Took out a Glock 18, an empty magazine, and a 9mm bullet from the space, Tang Shengxian took a pair of tweezers to clamp the bullet, put the bullet in the alcohol to detoxify it a little, carefully pressed it into the magazine, inserted the magazine into the handle, loaded the bullet, took a deep breath, and stabilized his hand that was a little trembling, and finally installed the silencer, and aimed the muzzle at a safe area that he had previously drawn with a marker on his left arm (which can cause a penetrating wound without hitting the bones and arteries). "P-" Tang Shengxian, who gritted his teeth, just snorted, and did not scream, it was really painful, he quickly put the pistol into the space, looked back at the wooden board, there was a bullet on it, picked up Yunnan Baiyao and sprinkled it on the wound, and then picked up the bandage and wrapped it around the wound several times, and the bleeding stopped.

Don't wonder if Tang Shengxian's head is funny, he just wants to test where the limit of the system's recovery ability is, it is better to bleed now than to bleed in a critical moment later.

Sure enough, after more than an hour, the left arm began to itch, and quickly removed the bandage Tang Shengxian looked down at his left arm, he saw the glimmer last night, he touched it with his hand, and found that he couldn't touch it, so he had to give up, and the glimmer disappeared after five minutes, and the two holes in his arm were gone, and there was no scar left, it was really magical, and after a glance at the system, the energy value was reduced by 5%, and Tang Shengxian had fully recovered by now, except that there were almost two tubes of blood missing.

"Grass, as long as you hold your breath like this, isn't it infinite resurrection?" This is good news for Tang Shengxian, which means that he can do high-intensity physical training without worrying about physical load, and can adapt to high-intensity battlefield life without worrying about being injured and not being able to continue fighting, but a headshot is gameover.

Although there is a decent life-saving recovery skill, the efficiency of sniping one by one is still too low, and you have to think of a way, it is too unsafe to hold a machine gun to strafe, and the little devil burps with a mortar, and it seems that he still has to find a way to deal with explosives.

Now it's too late to find a way to get explosives, and far water can't save the fire, but after killing so many little devils, more than 1,000 Type 97 grenades have also been confiscated, although the power of this thing is not large, and the radius of damage is only seven to ten meters, but Tang Shengxian's space collection range reaches more than 100 meters, so it can be used, pull out all the 500 grenades, pull the rings, and then knock them on a fixed helmet to collect the space, and the rest are either three or four tied together, and the space is also collected after the detonation work is done.

After feeling that it is not so easy to find large-scale devils, Tang Shengxian bought one of the most expensive hovering aerial photography eight-axis drones on the Internet, and after sending it to his hand, Tang Shengxian modified it, installed a thermal imager on the camera, and installed a simple manipulator at the bottom of it, which can grab a plastic bucket bomb made some time ago, and the remaining load capacity is all loaded with batteries, which can increase the battery life to an hour, looking at the dark civilian armed drone in front of him, Tang Shengxian sighed, This is my air force, Reconnaissance and firepower strikes in one. Tang Shengxian made ten more touch plastic bucket bombs for him.

The antiques collected some time ago were put into the basement and hidden, in order to deal with the carbon-14 dating, the antiques selected by Tang Shengxian were all vintage, at least from the Song Dynasty. These antiques should have hundreds of millions of dollars in the account as soon as they were sold, but it was too late in time, so they had to wait for later.

When the Jinling Massacre is over, Tang Shengxian should prepare and plan well, exchange the collected antiques for currency, and then exchange the currency for weapons, land, materials, etc., and maybe change his identity. The level of English conversation, the use of high-tech weapons, and the strengthening of physical fitness must also be carried out step by step.

Armed again, Tang Shengxian disappeared.