Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world

The figure was at least two meters tall.

He wore a pointed helmet, a metal skull mask, shoulder armor, and a gray-black robe.

In one hand, he held a heavy sword.

His other hand was a mechanical arm, lacking a hand, with only a beast-headed iron box.

The weapon connected to the iron chain extending from the beast-headed iron box seemed to be… a Blooddrop Guillotine!

Liang Jin recognized this weapon.

However, it was different from the light, agile, and thin Blooddrop Guillotine he knew.

The Blooddrop Guillotine in this war puppet's hand was simply a heavyweight version.

This Blooddrop Guillotine was very large, entirely made of metal, and looked extremely heavy, weighing at least two hundred pounds.

When held in the hand, it could be used as a steel round shield.

And when thrown, it could be like a giant meteor hammer, easily crushing a person's bones.

The Blooddrop Guillotine was connected by an iron chain as thick as a wrist, covered with sharp spikes, and the cage opening below had an inner circle of blades for taking heads, as well as an outer circle of blades.

Liang Jin stroked his chin and ordered:

"Huang Xingzi, show me a few moves."

From beneath the metal skull mask of Huang Xingzi came a muffled reply:

"As you command."

Then, he slowly stood up.

The iron chain in the beast-headed iron box rapidly extended, and the heavy steel Blooddrop Guillotine in his hand swung around.

The whistling sound was loud as such a heavy Blooddrop Guillotine was swung, and the strong air currents even stirred up the surrounding fallen leaves.

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by a whistling sound, the Blooddrop Guillotine flew out fiercely.

The first thing in its path was a large tree as thick as a hug.

"Bang!!!"

This tree was instantly snapped in half by the Blooddrop Guillotine.

But the Blooddrop Guillotine's momentum did not diminish, and it continued to fly, breaking two more trees before the blades on its head deeply embedded in the trunk of the third tree, stopping.

"Rattle!"

The beast-headed iron box on Huang Xingzi's hand quickly reeled in the iron chain, and the iron chain connecting the Blooddrop Guillotine was rapidly retracted into his mechanical arm.

This generated a huge pulling force on the taut iron chain.

It could be seen that Huang Xingzi did not intend to pull the Blooddrop Guillotine back, but instead used this force to suddenly fly towards the Blooddrop Guillotine.

His sixth-rank power, coupled with the force of the iron chain retracting, caused his figure to turn into a blur that Liang Jin could not even see clearly.

In just the blink of an eye, Huang Xingzi had already appeared tens of meters away, pulled to the front of the big tree that was stuck with the Blooddrop Guillotine.

"Swish!"

A flash of sword light disappeared in an instant.

The giant sword in Huang Xingzi's other hand fiercely slashed down, directly cutting the tree in two.

Liang Jin gasped as he watched:

"I can't see it clearly, too fast. I can't beat him either, too fierce."

"Is this really only the strength of the sixth rank? How does it feel like it's even stronger than the sixth-rank martial artists I know, almost a whole realm stronger!"

"Sixth-rank limit… Could it be comparable to a fifth-rank martial artist?"

Liang Jin couldn't figure it out for a while.

After all, his strength was only the seventh rank, or rather, the early seventh rank.

The combat power displayed by Huang Xingzi could easily crush dozens of himself.

But Liang Jin also believed that Huang Xingzi's true combat power was probably more than that, and he would need to encounter a strong enemy to verify and know.

"This is equivalent to me having an absolutely loyal and powerful thug."

"With this war puppet, I can finally be considered to have the power to protect myself."

Liang Jin was very satisfied with the war puppet Huang Xingzi.

This was only a primary war puppet, and he didn't know how powerful the higher-level war puppets would be.

Then, his divine sense moved.

The war puppet Huang Xingzi instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared in the item bar of the panel.

Liang Jin had already tested that as long as it was within a certain range, he could retrieve the items into the item bar.

Currently, the limit of this range was about fifty meters.

"By making good use of the characteristic that the war puppet can appear and disappear at any time, it will definitely become my great trump card."

Liang Jin looked at the bright moon in the sky.

He knew that he had to speed up treating patients.

When he treated ten thousand or a hundred thousand people, how precious would the rewards he obtained be?

"Hmm?"

"Someone is coming to the main body."

After Liang Jin noticed this, he immediately turned his attention back to his main body.

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Imperial Palace.

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Liang Jin's main body was still on guard.

The vigilance trained over the years allowed him to discover that someone was approaching him!

It was late at night, and no one should be walking around in the Imperial Palace.

And with so many imperial guards nearby, how could no one be checking?

Liang Jin immediately tightened his grip on the red-tasseled spear in his hand and prepared himself vigilantly.

The person's footsteps were messy, obviously not knowing martial arts.

There was even the sound of sweeping, could it be…

Soon, the person arrived.

It turned out to be the little eunuch Zhao Bao, holding a broom.

Liang Jin immediately understood.

Zhao Bao's cleaning department was nearby, and sometimes some little eunuchs were punished by being ordered to sweep thoroughly and not allowed to sleep.

Only in such a situation would they be able to move within a certain range at night without being caught by the imperial guards.

It seemed that Zhao Bao was being made difficult by his superiors again.

After Zhao Bao saw Liang Jin, he stumbled over.

He tightly grabbed Liang Jin, not saying anything, but tears kept falling down.

"Zhao Bao, what's wrong?"

Liang Jin asked.

He could already see that Zhao Bao's condition was not right.

Zhao Bao's face was pale, and his whole person seemed to be lost, even his eyes had no gleam.

Zhao Bao wiped away his tears and then took out some things from his arms:

"Brother Jin, I'll leave these things to you."

"This silver hairpin was bought for Little Lian with the money I saved, please help me give it to her."

"And these silver taels are all my savings, please give some to Little Lian, and the rest is for you."

"This is the handwritten copy you gave me, now it's returned to its owner."

Liang Jin frowned.

How did it feel like Zhao Bao was giving his last words?

He didn't take these things, but said in a deep voice:

"Zhao Bao, speak clearly."

"Are you in some kind of trouble? If you treat me as one of your own, tell me."

Zhao Bao's nose turned red, and he cried.

He wiped his tears with his sleeve, crying very sadly.

This made Liang Jin slightly surprised. Zhao Bao was a resilient person and wouldn't cry like this easily.

Unless, he really encountered something he couldn't get over.

Sure enough.

After Zhao Bao cried for a while, he explained:

"Brother Jin, I really can't live anymore, this palace is really not a place for people to stay."

"I can endure how others treat me, as long as you give me a hope."

"But why… why does God even have to cut off my last hope?"

"Brother Jin, I really can't take it anymore… Without hope, I don't plan to continue suffering this pain."

"If possible, please help me collect my corpse tomorrow, don't let them throw my body around…"

When Zhao Bao looked up, his expression shocked Liang Jin.

Zhao Bao's face was full of despair and determination to die, he really had the idea of ​​committing suicide!