Cultivation From Cellphone

When one classmate opened his mouth, the others were no longer polite. Almost everyone ordered another cup. Only Muzi could not drink too much ice because of his gastrointestinal problems, so he just sips, so wait for the classmates. When he finished the second cup, he didn't even finish the first cup.

When Muzi saw that his classmates had already put down the cups, he quickly put down the cups in his hands, and got up to say goodbye to the dean and teachers.

"Dean Liu, dear teachers, we really don't bother you. You have to rest, we should say goodbye." Muzi said to the teachers in front of him, and the students around him also told them. Don’t say, "Teacher, we are really leaving!"

This time, the teachers didn't keep them anymore, so they looked at them quietly, and the smiles on their faces slowly changed from the fickle and weird.

Seeing the dean and the teachers collectively change their faces, Muzi was frightened by this scene, but they didn't say anything. After greeted them, the group walked out the door.

However, when they walked to the door of the office, they found that their consciousness gradually blurred, and finally the eyes went dark and everyone fainted.

Muzi was the last to faint. When he saw his classmates fall down one by one, he looked back at the teachers in the office with unbelievable eyes, and asked with difficulty: "Why?"

"Yeah, it's okay for little plum! Are you still dizzy?" A female teacher walked to Mu Ziyou's side and looked at him, and said.

Another teacher picked up Mu Ziyou's teacup and saw that there was still a half cup of herbal tea in the cup, and said, "This kid didn't drink much. Alas, it was a pity for a while."

Muzi didn't understand what they meant, but in his situation, it was very difficult for him to ask questions again. His last consciousness was that the female teacher came to him and looked down at him.

Muzi was still asking why in his last consciousness, but no one could answer him.

When Muzi became conscious again, he didn't know how long it was. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and the first thing he saw was the gray ceiling.

He wanted to prop up his body, but found that he couldn't move at all. At this moment, he heard a voice not far from him. A man's voice said to whom, "These people are too bad. The color of these organs is unhealthy at first glance, and I don’t know if they can sell for a good price."

Then another voice replied: "Don't pick it anymore. It was delivered for nothing. I originally planned to sell the children's equipment and ran away. Who would have thought that someone could come today!"

When Muzi heard this again, he felt his whole body's hairs exploded. Even if his mind was not clear, he knew what the group of people were doing now!

Organ trading! It turned out to be an underground trade in organ sales under the banner of an orphanage!

Muzi thought of those lovely children again, and thought of the classmates he had brought. He was lying on the cold bed full of despair.

"Oh, it's a pity, these college students have really good hearts! Especially the one named Mu Ziyou, who always comes to help us." A voice rang again.

"Hmph, he is kind, but he is also the one who caused us trouble. In order to hide our eyes and ears, we have deliberately ran to this remote place. I didn't expect that kid would still be able to contact here, and come here from time to time. Take a look, if it weren't for him, this batch of children would have been dealt with long ago."

Muzi heard this again, thinking that every time he came over, there would be fewer children in the yard. When he asked, the dean and teacher said that they had been adopted by others. Now it seems that it’s not the same time. thing!

"But it's okay, isn't it our turn this time too! I'm also very curious. I'm going to see it later. That little plum has been helping others to do good things, so his heart must be bright red and red. Isn’t it like us, my heart is dark, hahahahahaha!"

"No hurry, no hurry, he will be there soon, no one can run away, but we will solve them like this, will it be troublesome, someone will find us soon!" a person said Slightly worried.

"You said that your newcomer is timid. Didn't I say that the rest is not something we need to consider. Someone will solve it for us. We are only responsible for providing the supply of goods. We don't care about the follow-up matters. Just put your heart in your stomach."

"I can rest assured that."

After that, no one talked any more, only a sound similar to a knife being cut apart, Muzi didn't need to look at it. He was going crazy just to hear this movement.

"What to do, what to do?" Muzi's fear value reached its peak again, but under this situation, his mind became unusually clear.

Muzi heard the distance and recognition of the sound again, and judged that they were not near him at this time, and something must be blocking them, which means that they can't see themselves now.

He tentatively turned his head, but saw several beds, exactly the same as his own bed, with his classmates lying naked on them.

Muzi chose to close his eyes for the first time, but in the next second he whispered at himself. This is the case, so what is it to entangle! So he opened his eyes again, struggling to see the environment he was in now.

He found that except for the place where the operation was performed, the rest of the place was extremely dim, and it looked like a basement.

He looked at his unconscious classmates and didn't know what to do. At this moment, he heard a voice from the innermost space separated by frosted glass: "This is all right, it has been emptied. Next."

Muzi quickly lay down again and closed his eyes tightly, making himself look as though he was still not awake.

However, Muzi's heartbeat was too loud again. No matter how calm he was, he still couldn't control his own heartbeat. He could feel that when the person inside pushed out a bed and pushed it forward, the person looked at it. He glanced.

Because he heard such a sentence: "What a young man! With such a good heart, he can jump so happily even if he faints. It seems that he can sell for a price!"

After that, the person went in and said to the person inside: "That little plum will be the last one! The fresher his heart, the better. It seems that he can sell a lot of money!"

Muzi was frightened out of a cold sweat again, he tentatively moved his fingers, and found that he could move slightly, a wave of hope surged in his heart.

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