His eyes went black.

His brain fell into a brief blank, and when he opened his eyes again, Yang Zheng had already appeared in his bedroom.

He put down all the bags and small bags on his body, and then closed the portal.

The house was dark because the curtains were drawn.

Yang Zheng immediately turned on the light, and then quickly took off all the armor and clothes on his body.

At this moment, many places in his body were burning pain.

Obviously, the thermal weapons of those villains still have a strong lethality.

Although those bullets the size of a grain of rice, when shot into one's own flesh, could not cause fatal injuries, they would always be painful.

I looked at the time, and it was only 1:20 p.m.

After six hours, everything that comes out of the small world will be bigger.

Including mini-bullets fired at themselves.

Therefore, the most urgent thing for him at the moment is to take out the bullets on his body.

Maybe the process will hurt, but for the sake of safety, he has to.

He didn't want to die six hours later!

"Tweezers, needles, and small sharp scissors, all ......"

With the rescue tools used to dig up bullets, Yang Zheng couldn't wait to enter the bathroom.

In the bathroom on the first floor, there is a large floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Yang Zheng just stood in front of the mirror and carefully observed the gunshot wounds on his body.

After some observation, it was found that his neck, cheeks, two arms, and two thighs were covered with dark red blood spots, which should have been shot in the spot.

In addition to these places, on the sides of the waist, there are also seven or eight red dots.

The chest, back, and head, these vital positions, because the defense is the strongest, none of them are penetrated by bullets.

"Start with your cheeks!"

Leaning in front of the mirror, Yang Zheng carefully looked at his left and right cheeks, there were three bloody wounds on them, and four tiny red spots.

It was all shrapnel and bullet wounds.

He took out a long needle that picked acne, and then slowly pierced into the red dot, gently picking at the skin and flesh on the surface, and in an instant, a dark yellow bullet like a spike was revealed.

Then gently plucked the mini small bullet with the tip of the needle, picked it out, and in an instant, the bullet that pierced the cheek was made out like a thorn.

Tiny bullets quickly fall to the ground, and because they are too small, if you are not careful, you will not be able to find them at all.

After successfully picking out the first bullet, he moved on to the second gunshot wound.

Soon, the four bullets on the cheek, as well as three shrapnel, were all removed.

Next, it's up to the neck

Due to the lack of protection in the neck, he was hit by the enemy's heavy machine gun more than a dozen times.

It can only be picked out slowly with a long needle.

It took more than two hours for Yang Zheng to pick out all the bullets on his body.

I have to say that the process is very painful.

Some bullets happen to be embedded in the surface of the skin, in that case, it is easiest to handle, just pick and squeeze it with a needle, and it will come out.

But some bullets go deep under the skin and flesh, and they can't be made out for a long time with a long needle, and the skin and flesh are about to be pierced.

In desperation, Yang Zheng had no choice but to endure the pain, use sharp small scissors to directly cut the flesh on it, and find out the bullets hidden in the depths of the wound where the blood was bubbling up.

When he finished dealing with all the gunshot wounds on his body, he looked at himself in the mirror, covered in blood, like a bloody corpse in a horror movie.

"Made, it's finally clean, it hurts, ...... hiss"

"I need to swallow a strange fruit and heal my gunshot wound!"

In many places on his body that had been cut, blood was constantly gushing out, and Yang Zheng inhaled cold air in pain.

Pick up a small glass bottle that is placed on top of the sink.

It contained the pith that Yang Zheng had prepared a long time ago, which was the content of a whole foreign fruit.

Tilt your head and pour the thick, tasteless pith into your mouth.

Then he found a stool and sat quietly in the bathroom, waiting for the effect of the medicine to kick in.

Now covered in blood, if he didn't wait for the wound to heal, he couldn't lie in bed at all, even if he fell asleep after the effect of the drug, he could only stay in the bathroom.

It's a big deal to wake up and take a shower with water.

Always have to take a shower anyway.

Just like the first time I swallowed the fruit, it didn't take a few minutes.

Yang Zheng hurriedly burned a flame in his lower abdomen, and then quickly spread up and down his body.

I don't know why.

He always felt that the second time he swallowed the foreign fruit, it didn't seem to be pleasant, but warm and very comfortable.

Boiling blood, is speeding up.

At this moment, the skin on his whole body, as if he had drunk wine, was dark red, and it was very hot.

Soon, a magical scene appeared.

All the wounds on his body, the blood began to coagulate, and then healed with rapid wriggling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This process takes less than a minute, and all the wounds are healed.

Yang Zheng took advantage of the fact that he was still awake, and immediately picked up the shower and rinsed all the blood on his body.

When I look in the mirror, where are the wounds and red spots on my body? There are only a faint reddish imprints.

If you don't look closely, you won't be able to see it at all.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng couldn't help but be amazed.

"The strange fruit of the small world is really amazing, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as you don't die, it can make you heal in an instant!"

Of the eleven exotic fruits picked from the small world, there are still seven left.

This kind of heavenly and earthly treasure, the fortress is taken outside to sell, and it is estimated that one is worth a fortune.

Even if one sells for billions of dollars, there will still be people competing for it.

This thing can not only strengthen the body, but also improve the sensory abilities of ordinary people.

What's more, having it is equivalent to having an extra life.

Like those of the world's top richest people, as long as they know that such a thing exists, they will definitely do whatever it takes.

But Yang Zheng knew it very well in his heart.

Although the strange fruit was priceless, he didn't dare to sell it, let alone reveal the slightest rumor.

Once this secret is leaked, it will only bring endless trouble to yourself.

When the time comes, he will definitely bring death to himself.

There are many people on the earth, for the sake of 300% profits, they can take risks and defy the law, let alone a priceless fruit?

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng secretly decided that in the future, unless his parents were dying, he decided not to take out the strange fruit.

Before I knew it, another half hour had passed.

Hey?

What's going on today?

Why is it that after swallowing the foreign fruit, so much time has passed, and my body has not experienced any abnormal reaction like last time, except for the wound being healed?