Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy

After finally dealing with Charlemagne's question, Ross immediately looked beyond Arkham.

He promised Charlemagne that he could prove that he did not kill and that he did not go mad.

For these preparatory conditions, he is going to go out tonight.

After coming out of the office, Ross went directly to the underground research institute.

Dr. Morsi is still researching new blood therapy products, completely immersed in the ocean of blood.

Ross didn't bother him either. He took a few bottles of potions and asked Debbie to record them before turning around and leaving.

The days in Massa province in January are very short. It was completely dark after 4 o'clock in the evening, and the temperature began to drop rapidly, and it could even reach minus 20 degrees.

The night wind blows, and the biting chill can easily penetrate the thick cotton coat, making people feel the majesty of this winter.

When Arkham was about to welcome his lively and rich night life, an eagle soared up somewhere, easily reached an altitude of several thousand meters, and then disappeared into the night sky with a harsh sound barrier.

At the same time, the provincial capital of the province of Massa, the city center of the city of Massa, the headquarters of the Provincial Police Department.

The tired Kane sat weakly on the sofa, his old face looked so pale and weak, like a dying lion king, unable to protect his own species and territory.

boom! boom! boom!

At this time, there were several gunshots suddenly outside, and the harsh screams were blocked by the double-layer glass, and only vague shouts could be heard faintly here.

Kane stretched out his trembling hand and held the coffee cup beside him, but was forced to stop because of the weakness of his fingers, and used his seldom-used left hand to pick up the coffee.

His illness was getting worse.

He hasn't been home for almost a week now, and he shuts himself up in this office every day because he feels safe here.

His disgust for the family that he had not had much affection for since he was a child has turned into a bit of fear now.

He was afraid that he would go home, and those who coveted his rights knew his physical condition, and he was even afraid that those people would kill him at home because of their greed.

He couldn't find any sense of security in his own home, not even trusting his wife, his two sons and two daughters.

Only here, only this office can make him feel at ease, because here he still has absolute authority, and the policemen who have been promoted by him are still obedient and grateful to him.

At the same time, in the dark, the guards he secretly supported are also guarding his master at all times.

Although this gave him temporary peace of mind, he knew that his time was running out.

He woke up every day these days and could clearly feel the worsening of his condition.

When I met Joel that day, he could barely hold a cane in his right hand to support his body.

But now this hand can't even hold the cup.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!" The eyes of the legendary Massa tiger were filled with urgency and fear.

He was afraid that he would not have enough time to miss the hope and miracles that might exist.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Kane's tired voice came: "Come in."

Immediately, the handsome young man walked in, and he could see a lot of blood on the cuffs of the white shirt on the inside of the black coat.

It was not the blood of the enemy, but his own.

"The temptations of those guys are getting more and more frequent and blatant. Now some people in the police station are starting to think about it, and they are beginning to see the wind." The young man said in a low voice.

Kane still said calmly at this time: "It seems that there are many more people who want me to die than people who want me to live."

The young man nodded silently: "You have to prepare for the worst. Now they have dared to blatantly attack near the police station. If no one informed them, they would not have the courage to do so."

Kane fell silent immediately.

Along with his physical problems, his empire is gradually crumbling from within.

"In two days, if there is no news in two days, you can go." Kane leaned back on the chair and said lightly.

The young man replied coldly: "I won't go anywhere. As long as I'm still alive, no one can come near you."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Kane looked at the young man's back and reminded in his feeble voice, "Band up the wound."

The young man's body froze, and then he went straight out and closed the door of the office.

Outside the office, the police officers who were working all set their sights on this young man.

Although they are Kane's loyal subordinates, they can see the recent situation and wind direction very clearly.

At such times, they must make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise their future will be full of uncertainty.

"What are you looking at! The cases in hand are all finished!?"

When everyone heard it, they bowed their heads and continued to work.

Time passed slowly, and there were more and more calls in the police station. At six o'clock, there were only less than five police officers left in the huge police station, and naturally, Chief Church was among them.

"Section Chief, something is wrong!" a young policeman whispered.

Church, who has been busy with the case, also discovered the seriousness of the problem at this time, because he suddenly found that the noisy neighborhood in the past suddenly became quiet.

Immediately, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and pushed the door and rushed in: "Director! Something is wrong! I'll take you out of here!"

Kane's face was dignified at this time, he naturally found the problem, but... he couldn't do anything.

Because the people who shot him now are beyond his imagination.

In the dark night, the light of street lamps strives to illuminate the dark road.

Soon, heavy snow fell from the sky, seemingly to bury all traces of this evening.

Under the dim street lights, in the snowstorm, some figures suddenly appeared, and then the harsh gunshots sounded.

This was an extremely intense gun battle that lasted for more than ten minutes.

However, such a tragic shootout in the downtown area also happened in the provincial police department, but it did not attract anyone's attention.

The remaining five police officers in the police hall were pale at this time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ squeezed the guns in their hands, and their bodies were shaking.

At this time, along with the sound of some messy footsteps, they saw the cold young man running in with blood all over.

He has at least four bullet holes on his body, and it is a miracle that he can run.

He rushed directly into Kane's office and whispered, "This life is returned to you."

After speaking, his body softened and fell to the ground powerless.

Church squeezed the gun in his hand, his eyes red: "These traitors!"

After that, he rushed out frantically.

Then some gunshots rang out and everything calmed down.

Naturally, the remaining four police officers have long since dispersed, throwing away their weapons and surrendering with their heads in their hands.

In the office, Kane sat on the ground, hugging the **** body of the young man, and whispered, "Bell, my child, I'm sorry for you."