Black Ride

Wu Qifei quickly solved two foods and then exhaled deeply. The hunger has not completely disappeared, but the energy obtained by the body can maintain normal activities.

But when he was ready to get out of bed, he was banned by Zhou Qing without any room for resignation.

"Absolutely not, your vital signs have been very unstable in these four days, and you have confirmed that you are out of danger last night. And don't forget that you are a severe burn, you need to change the medicine until the injury is completely good." Do not allow people who have spent so much time and energy to take care of themselves and ruin their health.

Wu Qi looked at Zhou Qing and was kind, and he did not insist.

Wu Qi stayed in bed for three days, during which he did not idle, carefully pondering every detail of his own battle in the plague nest. Every step, every time a knife is taken, repeated analysis, thinking about whether you have a more efficient way of action, can bring attack and defensive to a better level. The re-enactment is Wu Qi's habit. After fighting with powerful mutant animals for 9 years, he will make a resumption if the result is to escape or hunt. In the past, if I had a help, I would rely on myself. This will allow you to progress without fighting. Moreover, his memory is very good.

Three days later, Zhou Qing came over to help Wu Qi remove the medicine. He also brought a man, a mercenary of the Black Skull Mercenary.

"Hello, my name is Yang Dongchen, and I am a medical soldier of the Black Skull Mercenary." In front of a skin-skinned, one-meter-long, muscular man with a muscular body, he reached out with a big smile and smiled with Wu Qi. Handshake.

"Wu Qi, you must thank Dr. Yang, and the head of the black scorpion. He told him to stay here to help heal you. If it weren't for Dr. Yang's medical skills and advanced medical equipment, these people in our safe area, In the face of Wu Qi, your injury will only be unable to return to heaven." Zhou Qing said.

"It's nothing. I just know more about medical skills than my teammates, and I have a medical instrument in a civilized era." Yang Dongchen is very modest, Wu Qi looks at Yang Dongchen's approachable approach, always feels that his rough appearance is not Compatible.

If it wasn't for Wu Qi's next glimpse of Yang Dongchen's familiar medical techniques, and heard all kinds of professional terminology, Wu Qi still could only use Yang Dongchen as an iron-clad mercenary who was fully armed and used assault rifles and sabers to fight blood.

When Yang Dongchen and Zhou Qing unveiled the last layer of gauze wrapped around Wu Qi's skin, they were shocked. Wu Qi's body does not leave any appearance of dead skin and uneven burnt, only a layer of smooth as white jade skin; strong muscles hidden under the smooth and flawless skin, you can imagine a piece of outline without touching The fascinating power of the muscles underneath.

Yang Dongchen, as the last survivor of the Black Skull Mercenary, heard Wang Sheng’s evaluation of Wu Qi. Wu Qi has at least 2 levels of strength enhancement, 2 levels of agility enhancement, and level 1 hearing enhancement; and he first discovered the crisis before the high heat ray raid, and the visual acuity is also comparable to the high level, equivalent to level 2.

However, it seems that Wu Qi's cell activity and defense ability are also above the level 2 enhancement, which is still a conservative estimate. Because there is no one who does not strengthen the cell activity and defense ability, can survive that level of high temperature burns, and can recover innocently.

All-directional genetically strengthened people? Yang Dongchen couldn't help but wonder how much Wu Qi did not say. However, the bottom of the ability is always the biggest secret of every soldier in the dawn era. Whether it is a noble and powerful pioneer, or trying to make money to strengthen his mercenary, Yang Dongchen is not good at asking.

The moment that Wang Sheng ordered himself to stay, the meaning was already very obvious - he wanted to win over Wu Qi to join the black servant mercenary group. It’s been seven days since Wang Sheng’s departure, and it’s almost time to drive back to the safe zone.

The thick lead clouds are all over the sky in the wilderness. One big and gloomy, squeezing together seems to squeeze out water. The gloomy sky is gloomy and breathless, and only a few thin golden suns have drilled through the rare gaps, giving the gray world a bit of brighter colors.

The wilderness is vast and ridiculous. In addition to the brown soil and sporadic gravel, it takes a long time to see the trees that have been dead for a long time. In such a lonely and uninhabited world, suddenly a rough old engine sound came in. A pale yellow old pickup truck appeared at one end of the horizon. Four tires quickly smashed through the dry soil on the ground. The dry soil rolled over the circle with a tire and turned into a flying dust at the end of the pickup truck.

The rear compartment of the pickup truck was covered by a huge rough gray cloth. Each corner of the gray cloth had a round iron ring. The rope passed through the iron ring, and the gray cloth hunting in the wind was firmly fixed. Above the carriage.

In the driver's seat, a handsome man with a rough appearance holds the steering wheel in one hand. The man is tall and has a brown leather jacket on his upper body, and his sleeves are rolled up to reveal two clear, thick, thick arms, lined with a clean white vest, and a solid chest muscle. Some curly chest hair leaked from the front of the vest. His lower body is a dark blue pair of jeans~www.readwn.com~ Two cylindrical wooden thick thighs support the pants, and the legs are very slender even if they are bent under the console.

Wang Sheng holds the steering wheel with his right hand and a cigarette that burns half in his left hand. He spit out a thick smog, his eyes long-term view of the wilderness land in front of the Mercedes-Benz. Many of them did not shave, the Founder's chin had a thick beard, and his eyes revealed unspeakable exhaustion, but the center of his eyes still had a look of hope.

The pickup truck traveled for a long time in the wilderness. The center of the wilderness in Wang Sheng’s field of vision finally appeared in the outline of a small town. This town also has an alias: SW0304 security zone.

As the pickup slowed down, the pickup stopped at the door of the town after a circle of dust. Wang Sheng turned off the car, stretched his right hand, picked up a conventional assault rifle from the co-pilot's seat, then opened the door, slender legs and jumped out of the cab.

The wind blowing from the west made Wang Sheng’s jacket hunted and screamed. Wang Sheng’s black iron door glanced at him and he slammed the door. The sentinel kid on the lookout tower eagerly walked down and opened the iron gate for Wang Sheng, taking him straight into the town.

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