Chapter 20 Blue Solution

Where can I find the sword group?" Wolf did not delve into the problem of the Jian group. He believes that the rhino will not lie to him, because if it is really such a mysterious person, the simple guy like the rhino will never know.

Ah? You don't really want to go to the sword group to save people, do you? Don't... I said, can't I? Did I say you would let me go?" The rhinoceros asked tentatively.

"No!" Without hesitation, the wolf spit out two words coldly.

"Then why do I have to say it? Anyway, it's all death." The rhino's face is gray, and it seems that he is here today.

"If you say you can die immediately, don't say that I will hurt you for a few days before you die. You can choose." Wolf gave the answer. In fact, the wolf has lied about this. He can't live for hours. How can he make the rhinoceros hurt for a few more days? You should know that the method taught by the old bastard needs to be effective in people without interruption.

"It's a death horizontally and vertically. It doesn't matter if I say it. Anyway, if you go, you will definitely die. In addition to the Jian Group, the headquarters of the other three groups are different. Our sword group is located in xxxx, BY District, GZ City. There is one more thing I didn't say, that is..." In the middle of the words, the rhino suddenly A punch hit the wolf's face, and he was waiting for this opportunity. When the wolf heard the address of the sword group, he showed a brief relaxation, and the rhinoceros smiled proudly at the corners of his eyes, as if he had seen the wolf's whole head turned into a broken watermelon under his fist...

As if he had expected that the rhinoceros would suddenly take action, A Lang raised his right hand and grabbed the wrist that attacked the rhinoceros attacked, and then grabbed the rhino's throat with his left hand. Before the rhinoceros had no time to resist, his left hand touched the rhino's throat, with a "kake" sound, and the throat cracked, the rhinoceros's neck tilted and fell to the ground...< /P>

"Idiot, you shouldn't do it after saying the address, so I'm ready." Wolf said coldly to himself.

I ignored the dead rhinoceros. The wolf walked out of the stinking alley alone. Only the corpse of the rhinoceros was left in the alley and lay quietly on the ground. Dressed as a trendy and unusual rhinoceros when he died, and only a group of buzzing green-headed flies accompanied him after his death. Is this the sadness of human beings...

The face has completely returned to normal, but the already white face looks paler, and the wolf is walking alone on the street, the bustling city, the noisy crowd... All this has nothing to do with him after a small hour...

The wolf, wearing a slightly damaged dark shirt, walked aimlessly on the street, looking at the crowd passing by, and didn't know what to do and what else to do...

What can you do in an hour? Save Zhang Qian? Don't be funny. It takes several hours to take a bus from here to the gathering place of the sword group. Before you find the sword group, you are afraid that you will be angry. Moreover, in this state, what can you do even if you find the sword group? I don't even have the strength to kill chickens now, let alone kill people?

As the blood circulation in his body became slower and slower, Wolf felt as if his life was moving away from him little by little, and his head was blank. Unlike what ordinary people said, he would recall his life before death. Wolf did not want to recall the painful past.

In the past, I was mechanically implementing the training plans made by the old bastard in the primitive forest every day, and those training plans were not what ordinary people could achieve at all in the eyes of the wolf, but they had to do it, because as long as there was nothing to satisfy the old bastard. , that greeted him not only with physical torture, but also sometimes accompanied by the threat of life. The old bastard will not joke with him. He may really kill himself with one slap or one shot. In his words, "You little bastard, I picked up from the wolf's nest. Without me, you are still in the jungle and there. Some wild things such as wild dogs and wild pigs robbed the bodies of bloody animals," so, he had to bear everything he put on himself silently and had to have a grateful heart.

"Fuck old bastard..." Wolf shook his head and wanted to throw those painful past events out of his mind, but the more you want to forget something, the more clearly you remember.

With the memory of the past that could not be driven away, Wolf stopped casually, "Why did you come here?" Unconsciously, A Lang walked outside Zhang Qian's previous residential community, "If you die in Zhang Qian's room, it should feel good, right?" Wolf thought to himself that since he had come here by ghost, Wolf decided to go to Zhang Qian's previous room. Anyway, he had nowhere to go. Just let the last moment of your life disappear in the room with the smell of Zhang Qian!"

Fortunately, the security guard at the gate was still the original person. That night, Zhang Qian saw the wolf when she brought the wolf. Although it was strange how there were blood stains on the wolf's shirt, she didn't ask much. She only had a fixed salary every month. Why did she have to do that? That's what the security guard thinks.

Wolf successfully passed through the gate guarded by the security guard. With the memory of that night, he skillfully found Zhang Qian's building, entered the elevator, and pressed the 16 button...

Standing outside Zhang Qian's room, A Lang took out a thin wire from his trousers pocket, took it in his hand, inserted it into the keyhole, and quickly opened the seemingly strong anti-theft door a little faster than opening the door with the key. Wolf knew the technology of unlocking a long time ago. I remember that when he was almost six years old, the old bastard found a lot of various locks from nowhere. As long as he was slower than the time set by the old bastard, what greeted him was a thorn full of thorns, and the most indispensable thing in the jungle was such ferns.

"It's really everywhere!" What the wolf wants to say is the old bastard. It seems that he can feel the figure of the old bastard in everything he does. Sometimes he doubts what kind of person the old bastard is outside. In my impression, he seems to be omnipotent and omnipotent. If you think so much about what to do, you will die soon. Just ask him face to face. Wolf rarely mocked himself.

Entering the room, a familiar feeling came to my face, which was the smell left by Zhang Qian. Although I didn't get along with Zhang Qian for a long time, Zhang Qian was the only one I could think of before I died, except the old bastard. And what I prefer to recall at this moment is the little bit of getting along with Zhang Qian...

Thinking of saving Zhang Qian for the first time, she timidly followed her and asked herself softly if she could make a friend? ...That night, I was so full for the first time in many days.

In the morning, she got up early to buy herself a big white steamed bun (it seems that Zhang Qian was woken up by Alang's practice). When she was injured in a fight with Wuyang, she thoughtfully took herself to eat strange western medicine and raw meat (it seems that Zhang Qian wanted to eat western romance with him). When she was injured by a butterfly, she ignored herself. He ran over and hugged himself in danger and expressed his willingness to take out something that everyone wanted in exchange for his life...

All kinds of pictures related to Zhang Qian pass in front of the wolf. It is so clear that the wolf can't tell whether it is memory or reality...

A wolf walked straight towards a pair of Zhang Qian's photo frame hanging on the wall and said, "Zhang Qian, is that you? Do you know that I'm dying and come back to see me?" An hour is about to pass. At this moment, the wolf's thinking has begun to be confused, and his eyes have begun to blur, treating the photo in the photo frame as Zhang Qian himself.

I reached out and took off the photo frame and held it in my arms. It felt so warm. "Zhang Qian, I'm not afraid of loneliness when I die? In fact, what I was most afraid of was a person. When I was a child, I was always alone and didn't want to talk to anyone. At that time, I talked to the rabbits in the jungle, wolves, leopards, and all the animals I could come into contact with. Ha ha, am I stupid? Zhang Qian, answer me. I just want to hear your voice. Zhang Qian, tell me, do you ignore me? Say..." At this moment, the wolf's mind became more and more confused, and he could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. He only regarded Zhang Qian's photo as a real person, shaking the photo frame vigorously, trying to hear the answer from the people in the photo frame.

Suddenly, with a tink, something fell from the photo frame to the ground. Ha ha, Zhang Qian, you... You finally replied... Answer me, and I knew that you would not ignore me." Hearing the "ding" sound of the object stuck behind the photo frame falling to the ground, the wolf, who was completely confused, only seemed to be answering himself. He lowered his head and picked up the object on the ground. He saw a glass test tube full of blue **. He didn't know what kind of glass it was, but it didn't break when he fell to the ground.

Seeing this glass test tube, the wolf said vaguely, "You... you want me to drink... drink that bad middle... medium, oh no, it's western medicine? OK... Well, since it's you... what you want, then I... I'll drink it."

The confused Wolf only used the glass test tube as a glass cup for coffee. Without hesitation, the Wolf stretched out his trembling fingers and pulled out the wooden plug in front of the test tube. Because the Wolf had reached a critical moment of life, he pulled out the plug several times in a row before pulling out the plug, and then raised his neck. The Wolf put the blue full of test tube. Se** drank it into my stomach.

With the blue ** entering his stomach, the wolf's originally numb and feelingless body suddenly boiled up, and his whole body seemed to be in a sea of fire, and there were thousands of insects and ants gnawing at every cell all over his body, including his own pores. This whole body is hot, itchy and uncomfortable. It is simply an ordinary pen and ink.

Wolf trembled all over, and his clenched hands and nails fell deeply into the flesh, and blood couldn't stop flowing out along his fingers, but Wolf didn't realize it. It was just a constant trembling. As the wolf's body trembled more and bigger, he fell down. On the ground, my eyes were closed, and I didn't know whether I was dead or in a coma...