This player has some conscience, but not much

This building is about 100 meters high, with a tall and slim style, and extremely complicated relief patterns, especially the black sun on the dome, which reveals a touch of primitive simplicity, making people feel sad, mysterious and sublime at the first sight.
On both sides of the church, rows of flying buttresses open up the space, like two black wings.

Mysterious and strange.

At this time, the octopus head suddenly sighed and said: "Typhon, actually you really don't have to suppress the violence in your heart."

Inner violence?

This is the blood of the struggle that belongs to the original family.

"Call all of you back. I will start taking action within two days. I need them to do something." [Professor] said calmly.

Wearing a black slim-fitting robe on his body, [Professor]'s golden-proportion figure looks particularly eye-catching. His well-proportioned muscles and handsome face maintain a perfect balance, which is exactly in line with the trend of this era - advocating physical beauty and neutral beauty.

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"Sir, what's going on?"

"You ask too many questions." [Professor]'s voice suddenly turned cold.

Wang Qi has been in business for so long, has these connections, and these subordinates who dare to fight and kill. Even if they are asked to take risks, at least they know what to do. He begged: "Sir, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Qi's voice stopped abruptly.

His face twitched, and a long blood line suddenly appeared on his cheek, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Any more questions?" [Professor] looked down at Wang Qi condescendingly.

"No, no more." Wang Qi said in a harsh voice.

[Professor] said no more, turned and left.

It's still raining heavily in the sky.

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, followed by dull thunder.

The black crow with red eyes flies rapidly like an afterimage in the night rain.

After [Professor] left, Wang Qi tremblingly dialed [Queen Ant]'s phone number.

[Queen Ant] pondered for a moment after listening. She naturally knew the importance of [Ancient Divine Tail Ring], and the big boss would definitely support [Professor] in this matter.

She said coldly: "You will fully cooperate with [Professor] on this matter. When the matter is completed, I will reward you with a B-level prop."

Wang Qi didn't say anything. B-level props. The best item he has is only B-level. He got it by lottery after clearing an A-level dungeon. The willingness of [Queen Ant] to take out such a rare item shows that this

The matter was really important, so Wang Qi agreed without saying anything else.

At the same time, the crow also flew to Yuan Qihu's window, and [Professor] said coldly: "[Tiangang Disha] took good care of that corpse. They seemed to have guessed that we might beat that corpse."

idea, so we are closely guarding it, but in order to find the [Ancient Divine Tail Ring], we must get the body. I have contacted Wang Qi to cooperate with you. In this operation, I will be responsible for delaying the reinforcement time of the Disha Quyan.

You have to take out the body within ten minutes."

"Understood!"

......

The night fell, and it was already ten o'clock at night when Chen Mo returned home.

A lot of things happened from yesterday to today, from the Plant God Cult to Zeng Guoyu’s confession, which made him feel that he had entered a vaster world without knowing it.

This world is beautiful and dangerous, but it is undoubtedly more interesting than any game he has ever played. He must concentrate on dealing with all possible situations.

Chen Mo is just like ordinary people, but different.

Mortals are poor and happy, so they are mediocre. Geniuses lack training, so they are lost to everyone.

However, Chen Mo's life has been rough and difficult, and he has experienced too many misfortunes, and his state of mind has become almost numb and calm, which allows him to face rationally even in extremely difficult or dangerous situations.

Arriving at the door of his house on Jianshang Road, Chen Mo sorted out his clothes and made sure there was nothing weird before taking out the key and opening the door.

Old father Chen Qianhai is lying on the sofa reading a book. He went to bed later than usual today, and his sister is doing homework.

The whole room is quiet and warm.

I have to say that although my father is bedridden, he has never stopped reading. He is indeed a very perseverant person...

I can't, I just want to lie down now.

Chen Mo thought calmly.

"Brother, are you back? Have you eaten?" My sister Chen Xixi put down her pen and looked up at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo touched his stomach. Because of Zeng Guoyu's confession, Chen Mo was thinking about other things when eating, so he didn't actually eat much.

Seemingly seeing Chen Mo's expression, Chen Xixi smiled, pointed to the kitchen and said:

"I've left you a portion of stir-fried pork slices with lettuce, a portion of vegetable soup, and six fried dumplings. If that's not enough, you can order some noodles yourself."

"Okay." Chen Mo was not polite and went straight to the kitchen.

......

The red train carriage passed through the night and arrived at the train station in Los Angeles.

On the platform, [Poison Bird] was wearing a black suit and had a calm expression on his face, just like an ordinary passerby.

[The Ant Queen] asked him to evacuate here temporarily, and he had no objection. However, he did not leave by train immediately, but waited for a day before buying a ticket. Of course, he used a fake ID card.

[Poison Bird] has the instinct of an assassin and rich experience.

Woo!

The tall, monster-like high-speed train stopped next to the platform. [Poison Bird] boarded a carriage. At the same time, he decided to get off the train immediately after three stops and go to a remote area of ​​Luo City called Linshui to take shelter from the wind. Head.

......

Early the next morning, Chen Mo went to the hospital to get his examination report.

He did this a few days ago because his head no longer hurts recently, so he wanted to see if his brain cancer was cured.

Of course, he did not go to Taiping Hospital. After all, if his cancer was really self-defeating, he would probably be used as a guinea pig by those doctors to study and slice it up.

To be honest, Chen Mo was already mentally prepared, but when he saw the report card, which showed in black and white that everything was normal and there were no problems with the brain CT scan, he surprisingly did not show how happy he was, as if everything was fine.

It’s all as it should be.

After discovering that he had really recovered, he was extremely calm.

After returning home, he collected all the painkillers he had taken before, preparing to find an opportunity to sell them, and then began to calculate his assets.

He used to have a mentality of lying on the ground and dying at any time. Even if he became a player, he was still not sure whether he could survive brain cancer. Facts have proved that this is feasible.

Then the problem arises. He needs the money now to support his sister’s education and his father’s medical treatment. He also needs money to stop killing gold coins. So in the final analysis, he is actually still very poor, so poor that he has broken through the social structure.

The lower limit is reached.

"To celebrate my initial recovery from a serious illness." Chen Mo thought for a long time about what he should do to celebrate. It turned out that his network of contacts had become so narrow that no one could share the joy of regaining a new life. His sister had to go to class, and they even had to go to school.

I didn’t know I had brain cancer.

"Forget it, I'll just go to the Thunder Training Center to practice fighting!"

After stretching, Chen Mo got up and left.

........

Half an hour later, the training began. Chen Mo practiced running, skipping, weightlifting, squatting and other items until he practiced steps and punches. The sweat flowed from the practice and his body was exhausted.

Although there is an increase in attribute points, necessary physical exercise must still be maintained.

"Ten minutes of rest." Wu Wei's left eye is still tied with gauze.

From the beginning to now, he has always remained silent, and only spoke to remind Chen Mo when he changed his training method or when some of Chen Mo's movements were irregular.

Wu Shen was not a talkative person to begin with, and rarely spoke during training. He would only remind Chen Mo when his movements were irregular.

But this training model suits Chen Mo very well, and it’s all done once you practice it!

It has to be said that the training plan arranged by Wu Shen for Chen Mo was very intense. After a while, Chen Mo's body was wet with sweat.

He was breathing heavily, and his breathing was somewhat disordered.

He didn't dare to rest directly and started walking slowly back and forth, which would help relax his muscles and avoid strain.

Wu Wei was watching from the side, with his arms folded across his chest, as quiet as a lifeless marble statue.