Chapter 1： Death is by no means the last of life (2/2)
Han Jin used his last strength to dig his left hand deep into the throat, and his right hand slammed into his chest and abdomen. He slammed, the red beads were spit out, and Han Jin’s body slowly moved forward. I dumped it and finally fell to the ground and did not move.
”This person... is it sick??” the girl whispered as she patted her chest.
A middle-aged man stretched his hand and explored Han Jin’s breath. His face changed: ”Miss, go, this person is dead!”
”What?” The girl's face changed, and she rushed to Hanjin.
”Miss!” The middle-aged man grabbed the girl's arm: ”It's not worth it to get into trouble for this. Let's go! Fast!” He knew very well that Miss had already provoked no small troubles. This thing is difficult, Miss is going to be unlucky.
”Let go, let me see! Probably...” The girl struggled.
”Miss, don't mess around.” The middle-aged man had already had a cold sweat on his head, and he gave another middle-aged man a look. The two forced the girl away from the crime scene.
I don't know how long it took, a burst of hoarse crying made Han Jin wake up from the darkness. He opened his eyes again and found himself being shackled by a man on his chest. The chest was undulating and he could be clear. I feel the vibration caused by the sound.
Han Jin struggled a bit, and the crying came to an abrupt end. A face that people couldn’t bear to see appeared in front of his eyes. In fact, the face was pretty, the eyes were big, the nose was straight, and the face was normal, but it was It’s too dirty, especially when he just cried, his face was smashed out of the ditch by tears, and his hair was messy, and it also gave off an unpleasant smell, which made Hanjin, who always likes to clean, shrink back. Shrink.
”Bright God bless! Young master, you wake up!!” The man made a cry of joy and tears, tears once again rushed out of his eyes, then he took a piece of bread in his hands and handed it to Han’s chest: ”Young master, I know you are hungry Broken, I blame me for being incompetent, I have to buy something for so long, you can eat it!”
At the moment, there are countless reasons why Han Jin’s mind is flashing, but all the doubts are added together, and there is no such more attractive bread. Han Jin almost grabbed the bread with the action of grabbing, and the whole stuffed into the mouth. in.
With a mouthful of swallowing, Han Jin felt an indescribable enrichment, happiness, trembling happiness, satisfaction, and a satisfying cry. He did not expect that hunger could turn himself into this. ! I remembered that some miners were trapped in the underground for five or six days. After being rescued, one of the best-performing people actually avoided the supervision of the doctor, ate a meal, and finally killed himself. He can now understand exactly what kind of sorrow it is!
Although he changed another body, Han Jin’s cultivation method is still in progress. The swallowed bread quickly turns into a silky energy, moisturizing the almost collapsed body and spirit. Hanjin squints his eyes and the young man squats. Smiled and opened.
For a moment, Han Jin opened his eyes and got energy supplements. His mind became more flexible. Looking at the young man in front of him, he tentatively asked: ”Steelberg?”
”Young master, you call me? What happened?”
”Nothing...” Han Jin coughed, the information he received was not an illusion. The young man in front of him was his own slave and the last property of a broken aristocrat: ”Is there bread? I...”
”Ah? I know, you are not full.” Stillberg jumped up: ”You wait, I will buy it.”