Su Jinya walked on the way back, just now he queued up to buy the last limited edition figure model, and when he heard the disappointed wails of those guys behind him, a sense of pleasure arose. Happiness is something that needs to be contrasted after all. He couldn't help but take out the model from the bag, this delicate color and touch is definitely not comparable to the kind of popular model he bought in a certain treasure in China before. The details of the girl's figure are handled very well, even every strand of hair on her blonde hair can be clearly distinguished, the facial expression is very cute, the fabric of the sailor suit on her body is very comfortable to the touch, and she can lift the miniskirt to see the pink fat below.

Su Jinya's expression gradually became obscene, and he let out a laugh that belonged to an idiot. In an instant, the expression on his face changed to pain and horror, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his cherished figure slipped from his hand and fell onto the hard floor tiles, the joints of his head and limbs broken, and he was broken into several pieces. A golden sword pierced through his body, blood flowed from the wound, and he fell to his knees weakly. A golden light appeared in his hand, and he tried to resist, but before the light could condense into shape, another sharp sword pierced his palm, and then several swords pinned his entire body to the floor, and he lost consciousness.

Blood flowed from his wounds, staining the figure that had been smashed into several pieces red, and the sailor suit made of cotton cloth on the figure was stained blood.

When Chen Xi returned to the dormitory in the evening, he was surprised to find that Su Jinya hadn't come back yet, and that guy wouldn't go to roll the sheets with a beautiful cosplay lady in his arms, right? But after coming to Zigrad Academy for so long, for the first time, there was only Chen Xi alone in the whole house, without the laughter of Su Jinya's idiots and the noise of game music from playing games, I felt a little empty, and there was a sense of loneliness that I had not felt for a long time.

Ding ding, the phone rang, Chen Xi, who was watching a movie on the sofa with a projector, reluctantly picked up the mobile phone on the table, just saw the wonderful place, and it was really disappointing to pause suddenly.

"Hey, is it Mr. Chen Xi?" said a strange man's voice on the phone.

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm going to tell you a not-so-good news. Your roommate, Mr. Su Jinya, was attacked by a dangerous species, but was discovered by the academy patrol who rushed over, and was seriously injured and unconscious, unable to summon the Divine Blood Emblem through the Wall of Trabaran. Rushed to Mount Sinai Medical Center, you may be able to see him for the last time in the past. The man hung up the phone after speaking, the expression on his face was a little complicated, something too dangerous should be strangled in the cradle. If Chen Xi could see the face of the man who was calling at this moment, he would definitely be surprised, because it was his teacher Du Moyi, the man who was called the doctor, in front of him.

As for the question of the large difference in voices, it was not a problem at all for the man who was called a doctor. He is a god who has mastered the power of life, and it is naturally a simple matter to change the structure of his vocal cords slightly to produce different sounds.

Du Moyi walked out of a public phone booth in Brooklyn, New York. Brooklyn is the most populous of the five boroughs in New York City, New York, and one of the most chaotic. Rife with shootings, gang violence, and drugs. It was once the most crime-driven area in the United States and is considered by some to be the birthplace of chaos, squalor, and crime.

A Chinese-faced, weak-looking Du Moyi quickly caught the attention of several black thugs.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, stop, if you don't want to die, hand over your wallet and credit card. A big black man with a big gold chain and tattoos suddenly walked over and took out a pistol, pointed at Du Moyi's temple at an angle of 45 degrees from above, and said.

As if he couldn't understand what they were saying, Du Moyi ignored the black man who was talking to him and continued to walk forward.

"Money, give Lao Tzu cash" the black man shouted in not very fluent Chinese, and he reached out to grab Du Moyi's collar.

The Brooklyn Chinese community in New York City is the fastest growing area in New York City, with 130,000 of the more than 400,000 Chinese in New York. These black gangsters robbed the Chinese a lot of times, because in addition to the Chinese love to carry cash, there are many Chinese who are smuggled, and they dare not call the police at all. At the same time, Chinese generally do not have guns and will not use guns, and their bodies are relatively weak. There are many robberies, and it is not surprising that they can use a few sentences of Chinese for robbery.

The black man's hand was pinched by Du Moyi before he could touch the collar, and his punch was precisely at the intersection of nerves and blood vessels in the black man's jaw. The black man lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Seeing the Chinese man with a grim face who looked back at him, several thugs next to him fired directly, and the bullets hit his body, splashing blood, but it did not stop him. He quickly approached a few thugs, striking them precisely in areas of neurovascular enrichment such as the arteries in the neck, the back of the head, and behind the ears.

The black thugs screamed and fell to the ground, Du Moyi picked up the black SIG229 pistol on the ground and shot them in the head mercilessly, and the scene fell silent. He pulled cash and a few drugs out of the black people's wallets, set up the scene as a gang fight, and left.

This usually gentle man killed the people of Gojo cleanly, and the whole time he was indifferent, and his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if he had stepped on a few bed bugs, and did not say a word.

After Chen Xi hung up the phone, he couldn't believe it, that guy who likes two-dimensional and wants to be a scientific researcher who studies the application of Zgrad alloy metal weapons in the future, and then eats and waits for death in a certain laboratory, is going to die? He also said that in the future, he will take himself to Chengdu to eat hot pot skewers, and see the beautiful girls in the land of abundance and the giant pandas who are hugging bamboo and gnawing on bamboo. He also said with an obscene face that he would take himself to an alley in a red light district in Chengdu to see the scenery.

"Let me tell you, when I was in elementary school, my mom gave me five dollars to pick my head. I carried a Mickey Mouse backpack and wore my school uniform into a pink-lit hair salon and said I was going to cut my hair. The charming mothers-in-law who were dressed up in fancy clothes surrounded me and laughed stupidly. They took me five dollars, really cut my hair, and kept talking to me and teasing me. It's just that the smell of perfume is so strong that I feel a little dizzy. It was the pinnacle of my life, and I became obsessed with anime and games and became a dead house, and I was disgusted by the girls in my class, and basically I would be cold when I tried to talk. I never had the opportunity to talk so much to the opposite sex again. ”

He and Su Jinya haven't been together for too long, but they have lived and died together in the Beihai Giant Demon Incident, and they have been together day and night these days, and he has already regarded Su Jinya as a friend. He didn't have many friends, Liang Chenfan was missing, and now another friend of his was dying, how could he stay at home and wait for the news of his friend dying alone in the hospital bed? But if you want to die on the same day in the same year, it's a fart, but you still have to see the last side of your friends.

Chen Xi breathed a sigh of relief when he successfully passed through the Wall of Trabaran, this time he was finally not invited to tea by the snake god, to be honest, the sense of oppression was still very strong when facing a true god.

Chen Xi waited for a long time before waving his hand to stop a yellow taxi.

However, it is very unfortunate that the driver is an Indian third brother, Chen Xi's half-baked Chinese English met the evenly matched curry-flavored English, and the two of them pulled their skins for a long time before they arrived at the destination. The Indian brother was very enthusiastic, and he didn't get angry because of the difficulty in communication, and forcibly stuffed him with a business card, saying that it had his phone number on it, and he could contact him next time he wanted to go somewhere.

Another 300-round battle of Chinese English vs. Curry-flavored English? I thought of the strange accent and panicked grammar of the taxi driver named Kunal. Chen Xi wanted to throw away the business card in his hand, but when he saw that there was no trash can nearby, he could only put it in his jacket pocket.

Chen Xi walked to the duty room and asked the fat nurse who was flipping through fashion magazines to pass the time about Su Jinya's ward. The fat nurse was impressed by the sight of Su Jinya being sent to the hospital covered in blood a few hours earlier, and she quickly found his name from the register.

"Sir, can you do me a favor when you go to the seventh floor later? If you see a nurse named Helen, can you call her for me?" She had just gone to the seventh floor to change the patient's dressing, and it had been a long time, but she had not come down. I called her and she never answered. ”

"No problem. If I see her, I'll alert her. ”

After Chen Xi asked the fat nurse on duty about the ward where Su Jinya was, he came to the elevator room and pressed the elevator button.

The moment the elevator doors opened, he realized that this floor had become an atrium of some dangerous species, and the smell of blood in the air made him even more uneasy.

Chen Xi walked down the aisle, and after passing through a corner, he saw several people in black trench coats and half-masks with exposed mouths squatting on the ground and eating corpses, which were wearing the uniforms of the Zgrad Academy that smelled purple hanging wood totems, and these dead people were members of the academy's patrol.

A man with a black goat mask took out a small white scarf from his pocket, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said, "Bison, don't eat the long-tongued woman." It's too early for dinner, and the young master is still eating the pre-dinner food of the metal power, don't let this guy disturb the young master."

"Yes, Lord Black Sheep" The other two also stopped eating, put down the corpse in their hands, and stood up and spoke.