Chapter 65: Successful Transaction
After everyone left, the VIP recuperation room looked a little desolate, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a slightly dim sunlight slanted through, and the atmosphere was a little depressing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Herring sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and didn't see the meaning of Yelena to wake up, the nurse had already given Elena an infusion just now, her signs were stable, her body was fine, she just needed to rest.
"I'd better take a shower first." Hering muttered, from the moment he arrived in Laisha City, his body had not relaxed, and the successive attacks had made his spirit tense, and in this comfortable environment, it was easy for people to sink.
Seeing himself covered in dirt, Hering seemed to smell the sour smell of sweat all over his body, after killing the unicorn just now, the body was mutated, and the blood that oozed out had dried on the surface of the skin.
Pushing open the bathroom door, inside is a huge mandarin duck bath, which looks so luxurious that people can't even think of it, this is a veritable hospital ward.
When he removed his black armor, his originally pale skin was now crimson, and because the blood had dried out, his whole body was extremely dirty and sticky, and those scales had long since faded.
Herring smiled awkwardly, turned on the shower, sprayed down at the edge of the water at the right temperature, put a basin of water, and Heling sat in it with enjoyment, feeling the comfort in the bath.
This is the first time in more than ten years that this kind of day is still a little bitter in Heling's heart.
He once learned from textbooks that a hundred years ago, human beings could travel anywhere on the earth at will, and there was enough food at any time, and the developed productivity allowed everyone to have enough food and clothing.
Thinking of this, Hering smiled helplessly, now on the earth, there are zombies and mutant monsters everywhere, how can they travel anywhere at will? The fact that you can lose your life at will, anytime, anywhere is the true portrayal of today.
The warm water rattled, and after a few minutes, the water in the entire bath turned dark red, and the dried blood stains on Hering's body had been washed away, but he still had to put the water again to clear his body again.
Wearing shower gel and shampoo, Hering's whole body exuded a girlish fragrance, "I haven't used this kind of thing for a long time." He smiled awkwardly, yes, he hadn't used anything like shower gel since his parents left, and it was hard to even take a shower.
However, the days of real suffering and challenges have not yet begun, and now that the talent class has not yet been conducted, and the first selection task has not yet ended, this kind of day of enjoyment is still reserved for other people who are full of brains.
When the zombies break through the last line of Antarctica, only their own strength will survive, and those rich or some weak humans will be covered by the zombie tide.
"When the mission is over, I will also work hard, after all, I haven't even discovered the specific talent yet." Herring muttered to himself, wiping off the water marks on his body and walking over to the mirror to look at himself.
A pair of sharp eyes have no emotion, although He Ling's mood is stable now, but his facial expression is still as ruthless as a killer, maybe this is the aura that has been cultivated after years of fugitive life.
The six-pack abs in his abdomen were clearly contoured, and every muscle in his body was very sexy, neither swollen nor thin.
"If I hadn't survived that experiment a few months ago, I would have died." Herring thought back to the cruel experiment of Kegaros some time ago, when he still hated that perverted scientist, but now that he thought about it, if it wasn't for him, he would have died in the fierce competition.
Maybe all this is fate, Herring punched the mirror, the mirror was suddenly shattered, and the crazy survival experience of several months made him mature a lot, and he was no longer the teenager who wanted to run away when he encountered danger.
The government * government that he hated at that time, and now he also hates it, all the tribulations he has experienced are caused by the inhumane pursuit and killing of the government * government, and all these Heling must be returned.
Although the actions of the government have tempered his mind, Heling has no intention of letting go, even now, those smashes in the government are probably secretly spying on themselves, wanting to kill the killer.
The second generation of overlimiters, this can be regarded as a devastating blow to the government and other organizations, but he is not strong enough, Heling thought, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and walked out.
Yelena is sleeping soundly, her complexion is obviously much better, and the expensive body repair liquid injected into the body can greatly increase the body's metabolism and improve the body's mechanism.
Although the effect is minimal, it is better than nothing.
Finding a bathrobe from the cupboard and putting it on, Hering had nothing to do, so he sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yelena quietly, her beautiful eyes were closed, her cherry lips were slightly open, and her fair cheeks were still a little dusty, which made people fall in love.
Lowering his head, aiming at the girl's lips, and kissing gently, Hering's heart seemed to beat faster, more than ten years, this is the first time Hering kissed Yelena, or without her knowledge......
"Ahem."
A light cough came from outside the door, and Hering looked for a voice, only to see Wright appear in his field of vision in a sky blue suit, and a middle-aged man in a suit with gold-rimmed glasses beside him.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao." Wright pushed open the glass door and came in softly.
"Hello, who is this?" He Ling looked at this middle-aged man, he looked very elegant, and after looking at He Ling, he smiled slightly, and he couldn't see any malice.
"This is my father, he is sixty years old this year, but when he was young, he was a respected overrun warrior, so his body is very tough, how about it, you can't see it, right?" Wright said with a smile.
"Hello." Herring held out his hand and smiled.
"Hello, my name is Brad, Siva. Heard that you and my son had a pleasant trading outcome? Siva said politely, and then went to the couch next to him with his son.
Hering carefully observed this elegant man, Siwa, an old man who had vicissitudes of life, always gave him a sense of kindness, and his face looked like he was only forty years old, but he was already in his sixties, which showed that the life span of the overbound person was much longer than that of ordinary people. But for some reason, there is always an invisible pressure.
Maybe it's because he experienced the battlefield when he was young, Heling thought, and shook his head slightly, "Mr. Siva, we haven't achieved results yet. ā
"Oh, forget it, 40 million star coins in a gladiatorial arena, I can't think of any reason to refuse, Mr. Zhao, I'm very happy to reach a consensus with you." Siwa smiled.
"Dad, you agreed?!" Wright seemed flattered, and on the way he kept talking to his father, explaining how much opportunity and benefit this gladiatorial arena would bring to the family, but his father was silent, just saying, "Let me meet him." ā
But as soon as they met, they agreed to a big contract of 40 million, which was too hasty, which is not like my father's style. Wright snickered, after all, this time it was his own decision, and he would definitely make a big credit to his father.