1673 Roommates

Chapter 1673 Roommates

I don't really care about the so-called "poison".

Since the blood in my body can refine the "regeneration serum", and even make it highly toxic because of the effect of the Nine Shadows and Ten Heavens Binding God Curse, it means that this blood still maintains the characteristics of "corpse" and "demon".

As long as these two forces act on my body, it is impossible for ordinary toxins to affect me.

So when I grabbed the man, I vomited the power of the netherworld, and it immediately broke his soul.

The man in front of me immediately foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes, and lay on the ground trembling and trembling.

The people around him were suddenly in chaos.

Soon, several police officers came running and surrounded us in the middle.

Soon after, several doctors in white coats came and carried me and the man on stretchers and into the infirmary.

The so-called infirmary is very rudimentary and heavily guarded, and even if you lie in bed, you have to be handcuffed.

The man and I were handcuffed to an iron bed at the same time, and the doctor began to examine each other's injuries.

Of course, I just patted the man and then wounded his soul, and judging from the surface of the body, I couldn't find any scars on his body by simply using the instrument or the appearance.

The medical staff, after examining my body, took out a silver needle from my shoulder, which was the thickness of a hair and the length of a little thumb.

Similarly, in the man's mouth, a round, thumb-sized syringe was found, which he hid under his tongue.

This is a very unique hidden weapon, using the sharp air emitted by the tongue to launch a silver needle, which has extremely lethal power at close range.

The surface of my skin pierced by the silver needle has become dark and flaked, and even affected the flesh and blood under the skin.

Of course, although this injury did not affect my movements, in order to hide my special identity, I had to pretend that this arm was completely immobile, and even half of my body was numb and unable to move.

After observing for a while, the doctor found that there were no other changes in my body for the time being, and he did not dare to take other measures, so he could only let me stay in the infirmary for the time being, waiting for observation.

Compared to me, the man's symptoms are much more complicated.

His soul was injured by my netherworld power, and although he couldn't show any signs on the outside, the various physiological functions of his body were completely confused, sometimes frightened, sometimes giggling, and completely uncontrollable.

After various examinations, the doctor found no conclusion, so he could only guess that he had injured the central nervous system when he fell.

This matter, after investigating the surveillance, coupled with the conclusive evidence, the man secretly carried a sharp blade weapon, etc., the matter is already obvious, I am the "victim" side.

So the moment I "pushed" the man, it was just legitimate defense, and it did not constitute a crime.

Then, after someone came to take a note of me, he took the man out of the infirmary—obviously, with his current behavior, even if he had to be treated, it was not at all something that a small infirmary could afford.

So, I stayed in the infirmary.

......

This stay lasted for three days.

During this time, the bruise on my shoulder gradually began to dissipate.

Of course, the food in the infirmary is much better than the big pot of rice outside.

My hands and feet were handcuffed to prevent me from escaping—though I could easily open them with just one command from the armor.

During the day, I eat, drink, and rest, and at night, I escape from my soul and soak up the breath of the underworld.

What really made me curious was the big fat man in the innermost room, his kind of strong and weak soul, which really made me curious.

After several hesitations, I still did not enter his room.

Obviously, he was also a prisoner, and a very special one.

His cell also looks a little strange, and I can always feel that there is a kind of "soul-imprisoning" power inside the cell.

This made me afraid to get into it easily, lest I be trapped inside.

......

On the fourth day, at the beginning of the day, another man came in the ward.

A young man who looked to be a little badly injured, his head was beaten and his head was bleeding, and he couldn't even move, so he could only lie there and hum and chirp.

For this reason, the institute had to send a nurse to take care of his food, drink, and Lazar.

In this detention center, it's not like a hospital, there is no beauty nursing or anything like that, although the nursing is also a woman, but she is a forty or fifty-year-old aunt, with thick arms and legs, and when she grabs it, she turns the young man around like a toy, and she is not brave.

I was secretly glad to see it: Fortunately, I didn't pretend to be paralyzed, otherwise, being tossed by this aunt, it would not be better to live than to die.

And just like that, there was one more person in the ward.

......

For the sake of prudence, at night, I still [went out] and observed the young man's soul.

This young man's soul is very ordinary, not a powerful existence, plus there are a few mechanical spiders sent by the magic armor guarding under my bed, so I don't have too much defense against him.

Of course, a few days passed, and this young man did not show anything special.

However, his injuries healed quickly, and after three or four days, he was barely able to sit up and speak.

Idle and bored, he and I started a routine.

"Hello...... Brothers. The young man said intermittently: "My name is Ma Xiaowen, what about you?"

"My name is Jiang Si. "I have no intention of hiding it and saying my name.

After chatting with him, Ma Xiaowen is also a straightforward person, and immediately told me his story.

It turned out that he was the owner of a fast food restaurant, because there were a few ruffians eating overlord meals, he couldn't hold back for a while, and he slashed two people with a kitchen knife, and then he was locked up in the detention center.

As a result, after coming in, there happened to be a few ruffians in the detention center, so they were secretly used by several people to set up a routine for him, and beat him that night.

And then, it became like this.

Ay.

After listening to it, I sighed, and I only felt that people's hearts were sinister, and it was really impossible to prevent it.

Ma Xiaowen then asked me, "Brother, what about you, how did you get in?"

Me?

I suddenly realized that I really couldn't answer this question.

To be honest, until now, I don't even know why I came in.

They said it was because the murder suspect came in, but they had no evidence, and they said that they were the leader of the [Thorn Dragon] organization, one of the top ten wanted criminals, and they said that I was not.

But I'm locked up here.

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