Apocalyptic Forecast

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Present situation, Yingzhou, Tamba University Affiliated Medical Research Center.

The staff member behind the window asked.

"Omi Tomoko."

"What about age?"

"17 years old."

"Please sign here, thank you." The staff handed a form from under the window and pointed out a few places to sign.

After retracting the form, he picked up the paper bag from his side and sent it over.

Inside the bag are five boxes of injection medicaments printed with the ivory tower logo and matching needleless syringes.

"According to the instructions, in the acute phase, it is injected once a week. After a course of treatment, it only needs to be injected once a month. Next, it is recommended to rest for another week. If you still experience dizziness or heartbeat disturbances, please contact the medical staff.

Also, please sign here. "

"Ok."

The girl put down the pen and handed in the final document.

"Then, congratulations on your recovery and discharge."

The staff stamped their seals and solemnly said goodbye: "I also thank you for your sacrifice and contribution."

"Where is it, I am taken care of here."

Before the girl could finish her words, the girl next to her who was so excited that she was crying had already jumped up and hugged her, "Woo, good, Tomoko, good...uuuu...I I'm so happy……"

Tears and snot all rubbed against the new clothes.

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"Maki, Maki... calm down."

Tomoko pushed hard, trying to struggle: "Just cooperate with the research, it's not that scary, I'm almost out of breath..."

"Ooo, ooo, I'm fine."

Maki nuzzled twice, finally let go of her hand reluctantly, then sucked her nose, grabbed her hand, and walked out the door: "Go eat barbecue! Celebrate! I recently paid a salary! "

"But doesn't Maki still owe a lot of loans? I have been very unlucky recently, right?"

"It's okay, I owe it for so long, and it's okay to pay a dollar or two..."

Bang!

Outside the hospital, the dilapidated light box was smashed down without warning, covering the triumphant girl with precision and subtlety.

Dust splashes.

Beside, Tomoko was stunned.

He turned his head subconsciously and looked in the direction of the emergency room of the hospital.

"Ah, let's go and register first..."

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"Name?"

When the speeding vehicle suddenly stopped, the young man **** in the dark heard the sound of the trunk being opened, and then an unfamiliar voice asked him.

The hooded person struggled subconsciously and raised his head anxiously: "Where is this? Who are you?"

"I ask you, your name."

The man who asked the question flicked the soot: "Can't you hear me? Boy-forget it, my name is Yamashita, the name of the Huaizhi team, you should have heard this name? After all, not many people are bold enough to attack our truck... "

"I have nothing to say to you gangsters!"

The young man was uncontrollable in anger and roared: "If you want to kill, kill! Do you think I will succumb if you get me out of prison? Dreaming!"

"Hey, let me say..." Yamashita sighed helplessly, dangling the cigarette, and then... punched him in the face without warning.

With a muffled hum, blood leaked out through the mask.

"Our side is the damaged side, **** thing..." Yamashita complained, raising his fist and preparing to fight again, and heard the sound of the chair behind him.

"Forget it, forget it, Mr. Yamashita." The hut in the forest said boredly, with its chin resting on it, "You can't do it with a hard-mouthed person. Let me just tell him."

Yamashita nodded, reached out and took off the young man's headgear, and walked to the side in silence.

The young man who was **** finally raised his head and raised his neck hard, trying to see the surrounding scene clearly.

But nothing can be seen clearly.

A dazzling directional light can only vaguely see the fuzzy outline next to the light, and the waves surging beyond the beach behind him...

I was brought here directly by the people in the paper group!

He took a breath.

"Guardian Courage, right?"

A young voice came from beside the light, and he seemed to bend down on a chair, and asked: "Nineteen years old, Hiraizumi Hirazaka was born, and he is also a beast character... Unexpectedly, he can attack the bosom. A big case like paper business is really young and promising."

"spit!"

The outside hall spit out blood and looked away indifferently.

"Two days ago, you and your accomplice attacked our truck."

The hut in the forest flipped through the file in his hand, and sighed: "Because of you, more than hundreds of meters of railway were bombed, six carriages derailed, and twelve staff members were injured. The freight plan was delayed because of this...well, four hours, and the economic loss caused by this was even more daunting.

As a result, more than a thousand special medicines were damaged, not to mention the part that was stolen by you... Each of them was sold at a price of 160,000 U.S. dollars announced to the market. Wow, the loss was heavy. You can do the math, how much trouble you have caused. "

"Why? Will it hurt even to a villain like you?" The outside hall laughed courageously: "I love to see you guys who look like bereaved concubines!"

"Suddenly I was regarded as a villain, and I was helpless, well, I am indeed a villain."

The hut in the forest scratched his head: "I'm very curious, why don't you attack early and late at night? Do you have to pick our delivery truck to attack? You know that the truck in front is filled with US dollars. ...Or is your intelligence wrong?"

"Does I care about your bad money!"

The outer hall was furious with courage, and glared at the man with the dazzling light: "It is because of a wicked party like you that the special effect medicine will be monopolized! You are used as a tool to squeeze profits, so many innocents who cannot afford Those who can only suffer, let you squeeze!"

He roared: "You will get retribution!"

"..."

There was a weird silence, and the hut in the forest looked at each other with the next mountain below, for a long time, and shrugged: "Well, it seems that there is no external force to mix up."

As he said, he sighed and looked at the angry ‘young man’, even though the other person seemed to be older than him: "You are a sublimator, right?"

"So what?"

The outer hall raised its head and said, "Do you think that only you can control the power! As long as the paper-caring group still exists, people like me will always stand up! Until one day you villains are burned to ashes!"

"Ah, maybe one day, maybe."

The hut in the forest laughed happily, "However, I finally understand."

As he said, he suddenly pointed to the person in front of him, and said flatly: "You are the legendary Zhong Er disease, right!"

"..."

There was an awkward silence.

The outhouse did not speak, but glared at this guy, shaking with anger.

"I know, I understand that in this country, pretentious young people like you tend to talk about justice and uprooting evil, feeling that they are special, and that they are in control of righteousness and truth... It is a bit difficult.

I can’t speak and speak, listen and understand, understand and don’t do it, and I may not be willing to do it..."

The hut in the forest thought for a while and said seriously: "So, let's say it frankly and honestly."

The outside hall sneered and didn't care.

But he still raised both hands seriously: "You, there are two choices-first, because you still have the value of use, starting from today, work for us until you make you So far it’s clear that the losses and the profits are brought together-by the way, the interest is also according to the rules of our club."

"Kill if you want! You thought I would..."

The outside hall sneered, and was about to raise his head to laugh, but his voice was interrupted, and he was interrupted by the boy who stood up in front of him.

"And the second option is my favorite—"

The dazzling light disappeared, because there was endless darkness rising, and as the silhouette stepped on, it turned into a shadow like ink, covering his face.

The darkness, if any, turned into layers of cold and cold snake shadows, spreading on his skin, as if to penetrate into his body through the twitching facial features and pierce his soul.

Then, his cold palm was pressed on his forehead.

"Don't you think you can die in one hundred?"

The hut in the forest leaned over, looking down at the ignorant in front of him, with scarlet eyes: "The sublimator is very valuable, Mr. Waiguan, more valuable than you can imagine...

Bone marrow can be paired with critically ill people, internal organs can be used for medical experiments, skin can be made into precious curses, blood is the material of many alchemy medicines, and even hair can be sold at a good price in the wig market.

Your eyes, nose, ears, internal organs, and bones, will soon leave you. In South America, in the Russian Federation, in Rome, you will be re-branded and listed. I can guarantee that you can continue to live by then, even your soul. You can continuously extract the source material, and pay you back your arrears with a long flow of water.

Until one day ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the long, long, long-lasting **** sentence is over, your source material is drained to the last drop, you finally die in despair, and the ashes of your soul will also melt into Go to the border relics.

Just like a pig on an assembly line, no part is wasted. "

After speaking, the hut in the forest gently stroked his hair and told him: "Mr. Waiguan, you will create new value."

That look... That kind of look...

The expression on the outside hall twitched, and it was hard to describe the look that he had spied at that moment. It was almost like a butcher staring at the meat on the chopping board with love, with deep greed and hideousness.

Looking forward to it.

"Now, tell me."

The hut in the forest touched his hair, looked up at the night sky, and asked casually:

"Which one do you choose?"