Zhou Lin

Although his name is "Wushang", Yan Wushang is a person who is often injured.

Of course, given his profession, this is inevitable.

Fortunately, he is an ability user, and his ability happens to have a "self-healing" effect, so most of the time he is indeed in a "no injury" state.

But this time, it's an exception.

In this "accident", Yan Wushang's head... to be precise, his brain was damaged; this kind of injury cannot be recovered immediately.

Seeing this, someone may ask, even if you have the ability to heal yourself, can you survive and let the injury heal after your brain is injured?

The answer is...yes.

Because Yan Wushang's ability is not, or is not just "self-healing".

Many people think that he is a person with self-healing ability, because "self-healing" is his most obvious supernatural feature, but in fact, the real name of his ability is-Hermes.

According to EAS standards, the abilities of all espers and mutants in the world can be classified into seven categories, namely: physical variation, mental interference, energy conversion, molecular influence, time and space guidance, order destruction, and unknown realms.

However, abilities named after gods like "Hermes" are usually "composite abilities", that is, "meet the criteria of multiple classifications at the same time." When encountering such abilities that are difficult to classify , it would be a bit hasty to casually classify it as "unknown territory".

Therefore, EAS came up with a new division method: create a higher-level special entry, and then write several categories that meet the conditions below this entry.

Taking "Hermes" as an example, the classification would be - "god physique" category, including "physical variation", "energy transformation" and "unknown territory".

However, the current EAS does not know that Yan Wushang belongs to this category. Although they have already created a file for this "postman", they always thought that this guy is just a person with physical variation. In addition, Yan Wushang Wu Shang is just a mercenary who gets paid to do things, not a rebel figure, so the government doesn't take him very seriously.

Only Yan Wushang himself knows that in addition to having cells that can quickly repair themselves after damage (self-healing, rapid metabolism of toxins, and a super immune system), he also has excellent body flexibility and leg strength (allowing him to In a short period of time, the speed exceeds one's own ability level), the ability to detect other people with abilities (when observing at close range, you can use super intuition to judge whether the other person poses a death threat to you), and the muscles do not secrete lactic acid (nearly unlimited Endurance) and other abilities.

In addition, there are some extraordinary things that even he himself is not aware of. For example, he has extraordinary talents in music and literature, but he has never had the opportunity to get involved in those fields in his past life.

So, what will happen if a person with abilities like him suffers a "brain injury"?

It's simple... as long as the brain's defect rate is less than 50%, the broken part will grow back, and the part of the brain that grows back will be "new" with billions of brand-new neurons; theoretically speaking , the brain function after recovery will actually improve.

This is a person with a "god constitution". As long as their fire of life is not completely extinguished, the "divine power" attached to them can reshape them and make them stronger with younger and stronger cells.

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Tuesday, the 17th.

Three days later, Yan Wushang's figure appeared on the streets of Detroit.

In Yan Wushang's own words: "It took me three days to finally cure my brain damage."

It was a joke, but he was really not having a good time these three days.

Although the brain itself has no pain, you can imagine... Yan Wushang, who had restored his skull, scalp and hair on the first day, felt a part of Naoren'er all the time in the next two days. The strange feeling slowly growing in my half-empty head...

Anyway, the feeling was completely gone this morning.

After recovering from his injuries, Yan Wushang immediately got a car and drove to Xingjun.

It's about two hundred kilometers from Kitchener to Detroit. If the traffic is smooth, you can get there in less than half a day.

Yan Wushang didn't waste a moment. As soon as he entered the city, he ran to a gang gathering place and bought a few black guns and a few rounds of bullets, and then walked to the "meeting point".

This "joint point" was where he met the people from the "Tobacco Club" in the original plan. If the robbery goes well, Yan Wushang and several of his accomplices will rush here to "deliver goods", but right now... there is definitely no such thing as delivery, and a fire fight is more like it.

Yan Wushang is not a person who holds grudges very much. It is normal to beg for food on the road. It is normal for the gangsters to take advantage of the gangsters. Everyone is just for money. As long as he doesn't do things too badly, it will be easy to see each other in the future.

However, this encounter in Kitchener has touched Yan Wushang's bottom line. This is obviously not done for money. Even personal grudges are rarely that insidious... If you don't take revenge, , then how will he, Yan Wushang, hang out in the future?

boom--

With anger and murderous intent, Yan Wushang kicked open the door of an underground bar.

When he rushed in, he fired two shots at the ceiling without saying a word, and shouted: "Except for the bastards from the Tobacco Club, everyone else..."

He was only halfway through speaking when he stopped on his own.

Because he suddenly discovered that the bar in front of him was empty; the music was not turned on, and only the light on the edge of the bar was on.

For a bar that "specializes in providing a trading place for all kinds of mercenaries", this is undoubtedly abnormal.

At this moment, two people were sitting next to the bar.

Judging from the empty wine bottles on their hands and the cigarette butts in the ashtrays, they had been waiting here for a long time.

"Someone asked the bartender to pass something to you." After a brief silence, a man in a white suit who was sitting closer to Yan Wushang and looked like a door god said to him.

As the man spoke, he took out a black card from his suit pocket.

From a distance of several meters, Yan Wushang could vaguely see a number - "1" printed on the side of the card facing him.

"If you don't mind..." Two seconds later, the man sitting to the left of the man in the white suit, with his back to Yan Wushang, also spoke.

For some reason, his voice felt very familiar to Yan Wushang, as if...

"...We would like to borrow it." As he spoke, the man slowly turned around.

The moment he saw the other person, Yan Wushang's pupils suddenly gathered and he was shocked, because... that man looked exactly like him, and even spoke with the same voice.