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Chapter 950: Research Summoning Array (2)

Lorenzo gave him a faint look, "Don't worry." I'm not interested in your little ninety-nine Asamae, and it's a waste of my Secret Team's resources, I guess. ”

"Cut, my dad came back to do a ritual so that he could continue to travel the world freely." Patrick said with a sigh.

"Then you're going to be in a coma for a long time?" Lorenzo immediately grasped the crux of the matter.

"yes, I don't know how long, but the good news is that my dad is very interested in blood stones, and he said that he would come back and see if there would be something new." Patrick picked up a pattern and handed it to Lorenzo, "Draw, I think your blood might be a little better." ”

Lorenzo hesitated for a moment, slashing his wrist with a dagger on the ground, and then glanced back at Patrick, "You're not going to sneak up on me, are you?" ”

"Yo, you found out?" Patrick was sitting curled up and pretending to attack him.

"Do you want a fight?" Lorenzo chuckled.

"Go, if you don't fight, I won't fight you, I want to cultivate and nourish my body, and I'll fight you when I wake up." Patrick simply refused.

"It's not that dangerous, is it? Lao Tzu gave blood and never cultivated the body. But if you want to beat me, don't dream. Lorenzo didn't really understand why Patrick was so cautious.

"I don't have good bones, I was born prematurely, my blood vessels are thin, and I can't bear so much blood at once." Patrick said as a matter of course, saying that he was as fragile as a newborn baby.

Lorenzo was covered in goosebumps by Patrick's delicate appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if Stella's body had pressed on the head of a Patrick's uncle, and he forced himself to endure the discomfort and speak, "Then what about the Neutrals when you give blood?" ”

"At most, I'll only be in a coma for a few months, and if I don't give it enough, maybe I'll wake up in a few days, and my dad will help me in Asama to see how it works properly, but it's not a big deal here. Could it be that you want to take advantage of the danger of others and fight the neutral party while I am unconscious? I wouldn't have told you if I had known! Patrick leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes, not feeling nervous at all that his home was about to be attacked.

"Not available." Lorenzo walked around the hall, blood leaving on the floor.

"Finally listen to someone." Patrick continued to close his eyes and hum a ditty.

Lorenzo bent over with a pain in his lower back, and he had to dip his blood in the sketch little by little, he hadn't suffered this kind of sin for a long time, and he didn't feel angry when he saw Patrick so comfortable, and then he thought that maybe Patrick had tried so many times and did it himself, and suddenly he felt that he seemed to be too small-bellied, so he didn't say anything and continued to work hard.

Finally finished drawing the summoning array, Patrick was already lying on the ground asleep and there was no image at all in a large font, Lorenzo was helpless, and pushed his crotch with his toes, "Hey! Old bastard! I'm done painting, don't sleep! ”

As a result, this guy didn't wake up, and he turned over and closed his hands and feet and continued to sleep with a swagger, and even smacked his mouth.

Angry, really angry, but with nowhere to be angry.

Lorenzo thought that this guy was too much, and he couldn't wake up, so he could only take the drawings and try and revise them a little bit to see if there was anything different or not quite in line with common sense.

However, Lorenzo soon found out that this was really a very tedious job, and the slightest deviation would lead to unsuccess, but I don't know how Patrick usually makes it himself, it shouldn't be an easy thing, this is a top secret thing, and naturally you can't ask others to do it, you can only do it yourself.

Lorenzo knew that the basic law of blood flow was from the outside to the inside, roughly speaking, the middle should be the place where the blood source stone would appear, and it had been roughly checked, so Lorenzo stood in the middle, bent his legs, put his hands together, red light leaked out from his fingertips, Lorenzo mobilized the blood power of his whole body, and the blood around him began to rotate, but only for a second, the entire formation stopped rotating, of course, it was a gorgeous failure.

Lorenzo almost cursed, he couldn't be worse than Patrick, right? But I can only erase it, and by the time Lorenzo tried it for the tenth time, Patrick was still sleeping, and he was still smacking when he fell asleep, as ugly as he wanted, and as unimaged as he wanted.

Lorenzo was about to raise his foot and kick him to wake him up, when a man came in from outside the door, and he ran up and screamed, "Uncle, uncle, uncle!" Big ......"

Lorenzo frowned and stared at the boy who rushed in at the door, there was a hint of familiarity, how could this reckless boy be so familiar? Where have you ever seen such a reckless child?

Lorenzo was so confused that he didn't really remember where he had seen this kid.

Poor Chris obviously didn't expect Lorenzo to be here, so he was so frightened that he almost popped out, and he didn't forget the next line, "Big deal, it's not good." ”

Lorenzo frowned and looked at the babbling boy, and said in disbelief, "Did I see you somewhere?" ”

Chris was so frightened that he turned around and ran, "No, no, no, no, I went to the wrong room, I haven't seen you." ”

Of course, Chris's speed is not comparable to Lorenzo, Lorenzo flashed in front of Chris who was running out of the door, and the scene was all too familiar, like this last time in the ghetto.

There is nowhere to escape, and there is no need to think about pulling skin in front of him, as if he can be seen through at a glance.

Lorenzo, the leader of the secret party, has such an aura that it is simply Chris's nightmare, and he shuddered when he thought about it.

"What are you running?" Lorenzo's voice came, and Chris shivered, if he were human, he would be covered in a cold sweat.

"I ...... I went to the wrong house. Chris stammered in a very shameful way.

Lorenzo picked up Chris's chin with one finger and looked at it carefully for a while, this kid looks so similar to Patrick, can't he be Patrick's son? Isn't this guy a thousand-year-old bachelor? Didn't the Hidden Team tell themselves that he still had a son? Bastard?

I don't remember exactly what he looked like, but he finally remembered where he had met a guy who had no interest recently.

"I've seen you in the ghetto, who are you?" Lorenzo remembered that no wonder he thought this little ruffian was annoying at that time, it turned out to be like Patrick.