Chapter 167 Good people with low awareness

Duan Fei is a second lieutenant of the coalition army, and Zhao Zheng is a master of Taiyimen. Golmud Airport is not an ordinary person, and these two are still a little bit of status. Fly to Beijing first, then transfer to Liangcheng, stay at the airport hotel in the evening, and go to the capital early tomorrow morning.

At night, Duan Fei began to run and have diarrhea. He ran to the toilet eight times in a row and tossed Zhao Zheng so hard that he couldn't sleep. This guy was already worried. He was also a little tired after being tossed by Duan Fei. Fortunately, there was medicine in the hotel and took two diarrheas, and the function of his intestines was basically in place.

"Well, this diarrhea is really a big deal. No matter how awesome the physique is, it can't stand these toilets!" Duan Fei covered his stomach and got into the quilt, muttered a few words, and fell asleep.

Oh, this medicine really works. He slept for more than two hours and didn't get up again. Zhao Zheng thought to himself, this boy still can't wait for it. With this little effort, he dares to say that he is a martial arts elite - hey, don't be proud. Looking at Duan Fei, he doesn't have a stomachache. His old bone began to move a little. Why? Well, this meal is really a little evil. It can make the two martial arts masters eat it. This should be replaced by ordinary people, and one platoon will be pulled out to see the king of the devil.

If you want to say that Duan Fei is also cruel enough, bitter meat plan, bitter meat plan, can it still be calculated if it is not bitter?

Both of them are masters of martial arts, and the amount of medicine does not focus. Can it succeed?

When you go out, you have to be on guard against everything. In the mall of Phantom War League, there are all kinds of medicine except recovery pills and red potions. Have you heard of the super poisonous mother of laxatives?

Duan Fei also heard for the first time that this is the latest product of the Phantom War League, which specializes in serving martial arts masters. Ordinary people must not touch it. If you touch it, it will definitely kill you, and you can make Duan Fei and Zhao Zheng into a run belly. This medicine is quite fierce.

Duan Fei is clear. He has diarrhea. He can't die for a while, but if he squats in the toilet, he is unlikely to climb out for a while. If he doesn't leave at this time, when will he wait?

Seeing Zhao Zheng get out of the quilt, Duan Fei covered his stomach and ran out of the corridor and out of the hotel. After turning a street, he did not escape immediately. He jumped over a wall, and the cat entered a building next to him.

Zhao Zheng came back from the bathroom and saw Duan Fei run away. Without saying anything, he went straight to the outside of the store and picked up a security guard who was taking a nap: "Say, which way did the young man run to just now?"

"What...what, you, you...who?"

"Bang, Bang" Zhao Zheng was not polite. He slapped him directly and woke him up. He directly took the buddy out of the square pavilion, propped him to the wall, and shouted harshly, "Just now, a young man ran from here and said, which direction did he run?"

This guy is really awake. This is the boundary of Golmud. There are many martial arts masters. As an airport security guard, although his martial arts skills are not much, he is always there. The old man's martial arts skills in front of him are really too high. He is a small security guard. The most important thing is to live. He pointed to his left hand: "Over there!"

It's very unreliable to ask for directions when you go out. According to the statistics of authoritative experts, the probability of getting the correct answer if you don't pay for directions is about 15%. Don't mention that Zhao Zheng's mistake is not too far. At least he didn't show you to go to ha la countries. It's not bad. The direction is a little worse. Point, chasing people, he definitely can't catch up. He ran out of three streets in one breath and asked where to go along the road. In the middle of the night, except for the security guard on the street, the rest was the patrol police in Golmud.

His brain is still turning fast. If it is slow, he will probably stay in Golmud's detention center for a while. Where is Golmud? That's the headquarters of the Star Alliance, and it is said that the security level is so good that flies can't fly out. In the middle of the night, you broke out of the airport hotel and injured the hotel security guard. You don't exist as Golmud's police system, right?

As soon as the old man saw the police patrol car coming, he immediately climbed a high wall and flashed into a community. The cat entered the night, quickly found a place to change clothes and left at the fastest speed.

The police here are not terrible. What is terrible is its surveillance system. Once it is locked by the surveillance system here, soon a high-level figure will come out to arrest him. Although he relies on too much support for him, even if he fails, it is to say hello and spend a lot of money.

When you get to his level, what you are afraid of is not spending money, but trouble.

The bigger trouble was in Taiyimen, and Duan Fei was lost. Murong Gui, the old man, designated three layers of skin. Thinking about this layer, the cold sweat on his forehead burst out.

Escape from Zhao Zheng's sight. Duan Feizheng was proud and hid next to a small passenger station. He did not dare to buy tickets. There was a pheasant car beside him, and there were still five minutes to leave. Anyway, slip out of Golmud first. It doesn't matter which city he went to. As long as he got out of Golmud, he escaped from this magic claws.

The car was started and was not full, but it was enough to make enough money. It was not easy to make a few small money by running a wild car. Duan Fei did not intend to bargain with them. He said 45, and he gave 45. It doesn't matter if it was more or less. What is small money? It's so small that you can ignore it.

Before the car left, a beautiful figure appeared. Originally, the driver sat firmly, holding the steering wheel in his left hand and the transmission lever in his right hand. This kind of old broken car is still running, and it is not easy to make a little money. That beautiful figure is so beautiful that the driver's eyes are straight.

Tang Xiaofeng, it turned out to be her. Duan Fei lowered his head and wanted to try his luck. It was useless. He just came to you and wanted to avoid him.

The beautiful woman smiled at the driver. The man forgot to shake the hand rod and didn't hear the engine swing. The car just didn't move. Duan Fei was in a hurry. Seeing that the beautiful woman was about to get on the car, the man in the car had slanted eyes. There was a young couple fighting on the spot, "Look at your virtue!"

Under the blade-like eyes of the men in the car, Duan Fei could only accept a reality and move out of a place for Tang to sit down. The driver was still looking straight here. The engine was still swaying inexplicably. The man in the car was close to the edge of brain death, and there was nothing to say. The woman in the car blew up. Nestled.

"It's not a good thing at first sight."

"Driven, what's wrong with you? Drive quickly!"

The driver swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and swallowed for a long time before shaking the right-hand pole, "Let's go, let's go now."

Where is this going? Duan Fei really didn't pay attention to it. The question he has to consider now is: how does Murong Gui plan to clean him up, kill his head, kill him with thousands of knives, or put him in a black dungeon?

It is estimated that there is a greater chance of closing the dungeon. After all, this guy still needs my Duan Fei. Isn't he going to wake up the undead army underground? If it hadn't been for me, Duan Fei, he would have ruined me long ago, and he would have had to play with me for so long. Why did he have to use me to wake up the underground dead? I, Duan Fei, have nothing to do with the underground world?

It's useless no matter how much you think about it. The only thing you can do now is to cooperate well. As the saying goes, I am frank and lenient and resistant. Duan Fei simply plays a little deeper than frank, more frank than frank. What is it?

Damn, I don't even know this, traitor.

We don't play the game with him. We can surrender directly, saving everyone effort. Of course, there is another meaning in surrender. Some people call it undercover. Others are undercover to collect criminal evidence. He is undercover to save his life. That awareness is different. Although Duan Fei is a good man, he is not All good people have a high awareness.

Although he is dying, Duan Fei still has his pursuit. His life is endless and his pursuit is endless. He leaned against Tang Xiaofeng and tried to start the Yuanling. It was really surprising. In the past, he played the Book of Destroying Spirits and tossed several times. This time, he started the Yuanling and got it.

No matter from which level, no matter from which perspective, the Yuanling is what can really represent a person. That is to say, this Yuanling is the real Duan Fei. Only by rising to this level can we understand the connotation of soul cultivation. To put it bluntly, the body that contains the Yuanling is just a dress. Duan Fei is becoming more and more aware of a super luxurious underwear with special biological activity. Now Duan Fei is talking about is no longer a flesh and blood body. He has sublimated to the soul level, and the tower-shaped three steps of life begin to take shape.