Chapter 165 (1/2)

Lu Chen is always willing to give good opponents a glimpse of his peak.

Hughes, who had been advancing in the dark, stopped. After the Dragon turned, his sharper intuition warned him not to continue to approach. The result of this breakthrough may be death.

Another reason why he stopped was that the boss's voice came from his built-in headset, telling him that the task was over and he could retreat.

There is a small alchemy bomb buried in the spine of his body. At the same time, it also has the function of monitoring his vital signs. It can feed back his various states to the boss. At this time, the boss obviously realized that he might not be able to win his opponent and didn't want him to continue taking risks.

But... You clearly say that Lu Chen's blood plays a vital role in the road of God sealing and is an indispensable part of the great cause. Do you give up so easily?

Hughes knows better than anyone that the surface priority of this task is not high, but in fact, in the heart of the boss, the seven sins are not as good as Lu Chen's active blood!

He sighed softly in his heart.

I am already your highest combat power. If I can't do it, who else can offer you this gift?

The atmosphere in the ruins battlefield suddenly calmed down. Hughes and Lu Chen stood still. After the blood burst, one side was accumulating strength to give the opponent a chance to attack. The other side extended his hand to the back of his neck, embedded his claw in a certain part, and pulled out a small bottle connected with the line.

There is serum in the small bottle, and their mixed blood lineage is not zero risk. Too high Longhua degree still has the risk of making them lose their mind, and their mind and ideas will be completely transformed into the dragon family.

With the further rise of blood, the strength went deep into his bone marrow, but it was not completely controlled.

In the process of strengthening, the monk stared at the young man and remembered the past for some reason.

When he was a child, he was sold to the Middle East by human traffickers. Later, he was called up as a boy scout. He went to the battlefield and fought with bullets and bullets from the age of nine.

At that time, he woke up and found that the world sometimes slowed down in his eyes. Later, he realized that he could become faster.

He awakened the spirit, and in a flash, it was a spirit suitable for the gunman.

He has been active in the battlefield of the Middle East for ten years with the advantage of blood. At that time, he was numb and had no pursuit.

He did not retaliate against the institution that trained him, nor did he hate the trafficker who sold him, because he was numb.

What if you kill those people? He still has to fight on the battlefield. He doesn't know where to go.

For him, life is a battlefield. After leaving the battlefield, he doesn't know how to live. He also hears how interesting life is in a peaceful country, but he is inexplicably afraid. He doesn't dare to leave his psychological comfort circle.

Until that time, when he finished a battle in the Cyprus desert, all his teammates died and all his traffic vehicles were destroyed. He walked alone for three days. When he was more than ten kilometers away from the road, he sat in the shadow of sandstone and suddenly didn't want to go.

He didn't find it interesting.

So hard to survive, for what?

Just when his mouth was dry and his tongue cracked and he was about to fall asleep, he heard the sound of the propeller. He opened his eyes and saw a man in a luxurious suit walking towards him. It was the boss.

”Are you thirsty?”

The boss asked him.

He nodded vaguely.

”It's really sunny here.”

The boss sighed and opened a bag of popsicles. After breaking it off, he sent the side with mouth to the entrance. With a comfortable sucking, his locked eyebrows opened, as if he was in supreme enjoyment at this moment.

Then the boss reached out and handed the remaining half of the popsicle to himself, ”blueberry flavor, very good. One in hot weather is great. Have a try.”

Perhaps because he was curious about the food he had never tried, or his instinctive desire to survive, he took the half of the popsicle. The cool feeling of the popsicle penetrated his hand and spread to his whole body. Although he hadn't eaten it yet, he seemed to feel that it was not so hot and unbearable.

His hand trembled and sent the stick ice into the mouth. At first, he was careful and weak to bite and suck. When the ice entered the mouth and penetrated into the body along the esophagus, his whole person was awake for a few minutes, and the cells of his whole body seemed to be cheering.

It was cheering for the recovery of life, but also for the delicious food he had never tasted. He had fought day after day with only marching dry food and boiled water.

The desire to survive and the delicious Popsicle made him suck crazily. Until the end, there was still a little left in the plastic soft shell. He didn't want to let go of this rare delicacy. He raised his head and sucked the last drop of juice, feeling that the whole was alive.

Now looking back, what he said to Alice seemed to deviate. At first, he wanted to suck up the popsicle ice just because he thought it was delicious.

After sucking the popsicle, he felt that he had regained some strength. The boss held out his hand to him, ”delicious? In fact, there are many delicious and delicious things in the world, which can't be realized on the battlefield. Instead of lying here waiting to die, it's better to see this wonderful world with me?”

He grabbed each other's hand and got on the plane with his boss.

After that, he successfully evolved into what the boss called a hybrid monarch. Over the years, he has enjoyed eating, drinking and occasionally working, but he is also happy.

The boss realized his promise, took himself out of the comfort zone of his heart and let himself see a broader world.

But... Until now, he found that some words were true. Childhood really had a great impact on a person. It turned out that what he missed most was the time when he fought on the battlefield, shuttling through the cracks of death in the face of bullets and bullets, making him feel that he was really alive.

After a long absence, he found that feeling again, the feeling of being alive.

Besides... A man should keep his word. I said I would bring Lu Chen's blood to you before departure.

Your promises have been fulfilled, and I don't want to lose the chain

Alice looked at Hughes in surprise, because the ghost effect of the other party was relieved, and he stood opposite Lu Chen!

The sea breeze blew across Hughes's face covered with keel, and then blew the broken hair in front of the young man's forehead. The invisible air machine in the field rose and fell, and finally returned to calm.

Lu Chen looked at Hughes, who had relieved the effect of spirit invisibility, and grinned: ”this is like a man.”

After saying that, his horizontal knife was slightly on the side in front of him, and his left foot stepped forward. The steel plate covered with sand and stone under his feet sank slightly. The snowy blade was cold and clear under the sunlight, ”attack with all your strength...”

The voice fell, the Dragon Wings of Hughes fanned, and the vigorous wind suddenly changed the direction of the sea wind. The trees behind him were bent, the earth under his feet collapsed, and the harsh sound detonated the whole audience. The two small Taidao became the phantom light of the cross in the rapid advance.

Not far away, at a loss, Alice couldn't see the figure of Hughes at all, but just slowed down for a moment, almost at the same time, the figure of the boy also disappeared in place, and the smoke and dust filtered back in a ring due to the strong wind. This is the peak duel of the super fast!

In the world that only both sides can see clearly, Lu Chen's chest rises high due to inhaling a large amount of oxygen, and the abdominal muscle group is tense, which is reminiscent of granite. The strength between the legs is transmitted upward, and the muscles of Qiu knot in both arms expand again. The pressure is so great that the bones of the teenager are moaning.