superhuman evolution

Chapter 388 Endless Battle
Song Anran instantly noticed that the blood molecules scattered in the air quickly gathered towards Ling Xinran, and even formed vortex ripples in the air that could be detected by the naked eye!

The blood scattered and flowing on the ground also began to fluctuate, and then a small tornado appeared, rolling up a slender blood line into the air, and merged into Ling Xinran's body!
Under Song Anran's gaze, the blood stagnated in Ling Xinran's chest and abdomen also quickly disappeared, and then various organs in her body began to squirm, and her heart also resumed beating!

Then, the wounds of the chest and abdomen openings began to close up, recovering!

A trace of surprise flashed in Song Anran's eyes, and his eyes turned to Ling Xinran's face!
Her face was no longer pale, and there was still a slight blush, but her cheeks quickly lost weight!
Song Anran knew that this was a normal phenomenon, Ling Xinran's trauma was too severe, and Weiwei had to absorb a lot of energy stored in her body to recover!
In Song Anran's perception, Ling Xinran's heartbeat and breathing gradually returned to normal levels, but she still didn't wake up!

Feeling much relieved, he asked, "Weiwei, when will Xinran wake up?"

"Brother, I don't know either!"

There was a hint of sadness and helplessness in Weiwei's voice, "Ling Xinran's brain has lost its blood supply for too long! Although under my heavy stimulation, some brain fluctuations have recovered!"

"But these fluctuations are too weak, and she is still in a state of near-brain death! Brother, you know, I am powerless against deep brain damage!"

Song Anran's legs went limp, and his elbows supported the operating table so he didn't fall down!

He caressed Ling Xinran's face with his hands. Normally, the body that could control the most extreme muscles and complete all kinds of fine movements seemed very strange now, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Slowly stroking along the contours of Ling Xinran's cheeks, feeling that the skin is no longer cold, Song Anran regained a little calmness, and forced herself to calm down: "Wei Wei, can't you wake me up from brain death last time, Invade her deep consciousness and wake her up too?"

"Brother, she is different from you, I and you are highly integrated, and Ling Xinran is just my treatment object!"

Although Weiwei didn't give a detailed explanation, Song Anran understood that this method would not work!
He took a deep breath and said, "Based on your inference, how likely is it that Xinran will finally wake up?"

After a dead silence for a long time, Weiwei's voice sounded again: "The complexity of the human brain makes it full of magic, even the smallest probability of things can happen!"

"Ling Xinran has also undergone genetic evolution, and her body and brain have been comprehensively strengthened, greatly enhancing the possibility of her recovery..."

"Vivi!"

Song Anran interrupted her and said: "I know you are comforting me, I can hold on, just tell me a statistic!"

"Less than 1%, sorry, brother! I guess the possibility is less than 1%!"

Hearing this number, Song Anran surprisingly did not despair, but instead smiled and said, "Weiwei, what do you think is the probability of you merging with me in the Kunlun Mountains? It should be lower than the probability of being hit in the head by a meteorite, right?"

"1% possibility is already a very high probability! It is even thousands of times higher than the probability of winning the lottery jackpot, and my luck has always been good, Xinran will definitely wake up!"

Song Anran looked around, found a lot of sterile gauze, and carefully wiped off the blood on Ling Xinran's body!

Girls love beauty and cleanliness. He didn't want Ling Xinran to wake up and find himself dirty, and then find a surgical gown that no one had ever worn, and finally find a blanket for her to wear. Cover her!
Song Anran kissed her lightly on the lips, and said softly: "Xinran, it's still safe here, they all think you're dead! Rest well first, I'll let them know, hurt you, provoke me , What kind of price do you need to pay!"

Song Anran turned around calmly and left the operating room. His eyes were also very calm, but it was getting colder and colder, without a trace of warmth!
In the tunnel, Song Anran didn't find any enemies!
He picked up the two long guns thrown on the ground and checked that they were intact. He also found that the structure of the guns was extremely simple. It was a single-shot rifle, but its weight was three to four times that of a normal assault rifle!
Song Anran somewhat understood that this is a powerful rifle made of special alloy!
He put on a tactical belt left by a mercenary, loaded all the magazines, and a rifle in each hand, and headed in the direction Philomena fled from!
Walking up the stairs to the second floor, Song Anran's obsidian-like eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the other end of the passage!
In the center of the passage, there is a two-handed sword used by medieval knights!
The ground of the passage is made of cement, stones, steel bars, etc. This seemingly insignificant sword is almost half a meter into the ground. The weight and sharpness of this sword must be extraordinary.

Behind the big sword, there is still one person standing!
A strong, two-meter-tall western man with a ferocious face!
The muscles are knotted, the front of the combat uniform is open, the chest is full of yellow hair, and every pore is emitting a dangerous atmosphere.

With his arms folded in front of his chest, he gloomily looked at Song Anran who was getting closer and closer, like a ferocious beast before it rampages to hurt someone!
He stretched out his hand and pulled out the nearly two-meter long sword, turning it in his hand, the tip of the sword drew a crescent-like arc, so light that it seemed to lose weight, pointed at Song Anran, and shouted: "Boy from the East, You have no idea what you've done!"

"Don't worry, after you die, we will try our best to find your family members and close relatives, and let them be buried with you. Die, kid!"

He strode towards Song Anran!

Song Anran didn't purposely aim, just shot twice!
The strong man, who had been prepared for a long time, swung his sword twice with disdain, and knocked the incoming bullets away, without even changing his pace at all!
With a sudden step, he suddenly crossed more than ten meters, and slashed down with his sword!
Song Anran raised the long spear in his hand, and struck on the big sword!
Hearing a bang, the ground under Song Anran's feet suddenly shattered, collapsed, and the pieces flew, and he took several steps back before stopping his figure!

And just now, the brawny man was having a hard time fighting hard just now, he retreated a dozen steps before he stabilized his body, unable to hide the shock on his face.

He himself is good at strength, and he is ready to go, but after this head-on confrontation, after the collision without any tricks, he can't take advantage of it at all!
The opponent's seemingly thin body actually contained strength not inferior to his!
The strong man's eyes became more murderous, and he rushed forward again. The big sword drew an arc-shaped sword light, and with a howling sound, it slashed diagonally from left to right!

Song Anran looked helplessly at the two long spears in his hands, they were both bent and deformed, they could only be used as iron bars!
The oblique strike from the opponent had clearly shown the trajectory of the sword in Song Anran's mind. He took a quick step back, bent over and retracted his stomach, and the sword edge brushed past him, letting it pass easily. .

At the same time, Song Anran pressed the big sword with the long spear in his left hand, jumped up, stepped on the blade of the big sword, threw away the long spear with his right hand, and punched the strong man directly on the forehead.

The strong man's current choice seems to be to give up the sword and retreat, or to dodge and get a punch with a less important part.

At this moment, the great sword shook, and the strong man pulled out a dagger from the great sword with his left hand, drew a winding sword light, and slashed towards Song Anran's throat!
Song Anran swung his arm directly towards the dagger, and at the same time leaned forward, hitting the strong man with a head hammer!
With a soft puff sound, Song Anran's arm muscles were easily broken by the short sword, like cutting rotten wood, but when it cut into the arm bone, it was like hitting a diamond pillar, and couldn't get any further!

The strong man was shocked, it was impossible to dodge Song Anran's headbutt any more, he became ruthless immediately, instead of retreating he advanced, a headbutt came to him!

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