long night fire

At this time, Shang Jianyao was suddenly excited:

"I see! I see!"

"Xiao Chong?" Jiang Baimian hurriedly turned the binoculars to where Shang Jianyao was looking.

After being "guided" by Shang Jianyao, she finally locked on a person.

The man was in his forties, wearing a dark robe, long black hair, and a handsome beard around his mouth.

He is not Xiao Chong, but he is an acquaintance of the "Old Tune Group" and has a certain understanding of Xiao Chong.

Du Heng!

Du Heng, a mysterious strong man who claims to be a scholar of antiquities and a researcher of history, and has not long become an "official hunter"!

"He chased Xiao Chong to the first city?" Jiang Baimian nodded slightly.

This made her confirm again that Xiao Chong came to the original city.

"Go to say hello?" Shang Jian Yao excitedly proposed.

"Wait a little longer and observe again." Jiang Baimian didn't want to waste the hard-won opportunity of power outage.

When the maintenance personnel dealt with the fault and restored the power supply, they still failed to find small bumps and abnormalities.

Jiang Baimian no longer stopped Shang Jianyao, took the elevator downstairs with him, and hurried to the street where Du Heng was.

The luck of the two of them was pretty good. When they arrived there, Du Heng hadn't left yet.

In fact, even if Du Heng left, they were not too worried, because Bai Chen and Long Yuehong still stayed on the roof, observing the whereabouts of this mysterious strong man.

Seeing Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian approaching, Du Heng, who must have been a handsome man when he was young, laughed and said:

"I just said who was looking at me, it turned out to be you."

He speaks Gray Earth.

Is this too sharp?We even made a disguise... Jiang Baimian smiled and said:

"Meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land is unavoidably exciting."

"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao agreed deeply.

They also changed back to Gray Earth.

Du Heng looked up at the tall building where Bai Chen and Long Yuehong were, and said with a smile:

"Let your companions come over too, last time I ate your roasted rabbit, this time I have to treat you to something good."

"Quick, there's a big meal!" Shang Jianyao immediately informed Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and Gnawa on the walkie-talkie.

Soon, the "Old Tune Group" gathered and invited Du Heng to get into one of the cars. Under the guidance of the other party, they talked and laughed and drove to a certain place in the Red Giant Wolf District.

In another car, Long Yuehong suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong?" Bai Chen, who was driving, tilted her head.

Long Yuehong looked ahead and said in a complicated tone:

"Du Heng is an acquaintance of ours, and so is Han Wanghuo. Seeing that Du Heng is living so well, I am even more worried about Han Wanghuo. I don't know how he is now..."

……

In the Green Olive District, in a rental house with poor lighting.

Han Wanghuo, who was already thin and tall, became thinner and thinner.

He poured out two pills, and Gu Long swallowed them with a glass of water.

After checking the pistols and rifles he was carrying, Han Wanghuo walked out of the room with a slightly gloomy face, drove his car, and came all the way to Antana Street.

This time, he didn't go to Dr. Metz's clinic, but with his rich experience, he found the underground black market and met a businessman who had access to human organs.

"Do you have a heart?" Han Wanghuo asked bluntly.

"Yes, there are all the organs you want. I can't guarantee who they come from because I don't know. I won't find out about these, it will make my conscience condemned, and if I don't, there will be people Do it." The black market businessman was very talkative, and some of them talked a lot.

He is a gray earth race, young, about 24 years old, 1.7 meters tall, and looks a bit bookish.

Han Wanghuo was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Is there anyone who volunteers to donate a heart?"

"Volunteer?" The black market businessman laughed, "You have reached the point where you need to have your organs replaced. This is dust. Do you still care about volunteering?"

Han Wanghuo's facial muscles twitched slightly, and asked again:

"Have it?"

"Yes, but not many, the probability of successful matching is very low." The black market businessman shook his head and said.

Han Wanghuo exhaled slowly and said:

"Then let's see if it fits."

Chapter 79 What is to be taken, must be given first

The black market merchant smiled and said:

"Don't worry, come with me to draw some blood, do a test, and come back in a few days to see if there is a successful match. If not, wouldn't it be embarrassing to meet the volunteer donor now? And it's easy to leak The source of my channel."

"Okay." Han Wanghuo didn't think there was any problem.

He wasn't too worried about exposing his identity as a subhuman, because in a sense, the black market dealers, black clinic doctors, and arms dealers on Antana Street all made all beings equal and treated them equally. In short, it doesn't matter whether you are a normal human or a deformed subhuman. , If you have money, materials, and strength, you are welcome. If you have no money, materials, or strength, get out. As for those who have money, materials, and strength, let’s all hey together.

The organ merchant led Han Wanghuo to a room behind him, and said casually:

"Let me introduce myself, Yan Miao. I have talked a lot since I was a kid. Don't be offended. What's your name?"

Han Wanghuo glanced at the black market dealer cautiously, but did not answer.

Yan Miao laughed:

"Didn't I want to be friends with you?

"Although a good person like you is almost extinct in the gray earth, and I don't plan to develop in this direction, but it's really great to be friends. Can you understand the gray earth language? Well, you should be able to give a helping hand to your friends. Knife."

He changed the last sentence into gray earth language.

Han Wanghuo looked ahead and walked slowly:

"You look too high on me."

"Anyway, I won't lose anything by making friends. At most, I will give you a discount." Yan Miao chuckled softly, "And at critical moments, friends can be used to block guns, no, save lives."

He acted like he was just talking about wanting to be friends.

For some reason, Han Wanghuo thought of someone.

Although that person has completely different characteristics from Yan Miao, they have the same words.

……

"Such a big fish!" Shang Jianyao exclaimed as he looked at the fish on the grill in front of him.

This fish was about as long as Long Yuehong's arm.

At this moment, the five members of the "Old Tune Group" followed Du Heng to a restaurant specializing in grilled fish in the Red Giant Wolf District.

Du Heng smiled and introduced:

"This comes from Alna Lake in the middle reaches of the Taiwei River. Before the expansion of the 'First City', no one set foot there for decades, and the fish grew fat and big, and there were very few pollutants.

"Originally, people in the Green Olive District loved to eat fish, but now the Red Giant Wolf District and Jinmaisui District also have this custom."

Having said that, he added meaningfully:

"After all, it is relatively cheap and easy to obtain."

His habit of being a good teacher hasn't changed...Jiang Baimian is quite relieved.

This means that you may be able to ask a lot of important information later.

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong were all focused on the grill, watching the chef turn over the big fish from time to time and apply seasonings.

"You seem to have experienced a lot." Du Heng glanced at the five members of the "Old Tune Group", and said with emotion, "You have grown up very fast."

Jiang Baimian glanced at the chef in charge of grilling fish:

"Yes."

What she meant was that it was a pity that there were outsiders here, otherwise she could share her experience of waiting for others during this time.

"Shouldn't it be enough for you to use the gray dialect?" Du Heng smiled, "Besides, he can only hear what I want him to hear."

He still used the Red River language, but the chef turned a deaf ear to it, as if he was the only one left to grill fish in the whole world.

Clap, clap, Shang Jianyao applauded Du Heng, the mysterious strong man.

"Your performance reminds me of an old friend." Du Heng smiled without any surprise, "but I can't remember who he is."

Is it a memory-related price to pay?Jiang Baimian muttered something in his heart.

She immediately gave a general account of her experiences in Wild Grass City, Hongshiji, and Tarnan.

Although she focused on sharing the folk customs of different places, she still mentioned Yan Hu's state, "New World", Jiang Xiaoyue's problems, Room 503, and DiMarco's actions.

This includes the part that the "Old Tune Group" did not report to "Pangaea".

Jiang Baimian is well versed in the principle of "If you want to take what you want, you must give it first", knowing that if you want to get key knowledge from Du Heng without offending the other party, it is best to be frank and exchange "equivalent".

The main part she concealed was the change in Shang Jianyao's strength, and the equipment obtained by the old tune team, including two exoskeleton devices, "Fate Orb" and "Blind Ring".

During the process of Jiang Baimian's narration, Shang Jianyao was very cooperative, often interjecting, talking about some not-so-important details, and Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Gnawa also echoed a few words from time to time, in order to create an open and harmonious atmosphere. Communication environment.

Du Heng maintained the state of occasionally asking a few words, and waited until the "Old Tune Group" had finished sharing their experiences, then nodded lightly and said with a smile:

"If it wasn't for my old age, I would suspect that the last time we met was a few years ago, and you guys had such a wonderful time.

"A few details of your experiences are still quite useful to me, making me further believe that the path I am taking now may be the most correct one.

"Tell me, what do you want to ask?"

He looked like he saw through Jiang Baimian's small thoughts.

While Jiang Baimian almost laughed dryly, Shang Jianyao asked bluntly:

"Teacher, at the end of 'Sea of ​​Origin', how should I defeat myself?"

teacher?Hey, this relationship is climbing too fast, right?Jiang Baimian laughed for a while.

Long Yuehong also had a similar idea.

Bai Chen and Gnawa, on the other hand, didn't care about this at all, and were more looking forward to Du Heng's answer.

Du Heng glanced at the grilled fish that was gradually changing color, smiled and waved his hands:

"I don't accept apprentices, I can't afford to be called a teacher.

"However, you can add your name and call it Teacher Du Heng. This is a respectful title in the old world."

You obviously enjoy it... Jiang Baimian shut his mouth tightly, afraid that he would accidentally speak out his slander.

Before Shang Jianyao could shout again, Du Heng cleared his throat and said:

"The last self of 'Sea of ​​Origin' is often a certain extreme version of you, which may come from certain things, certain experiences, certain pains, or may also come from the other side of you that has always been suppressed.

"It is very difficult to overcome oneself, and more people choose to reconcile, accept and control him to a certain extent.

"I'm not you, so I can't make a choice for you, but you can try both directions.

Shang Jianyao fell into deep thought, not knowing what strange plan he was planning.

Jiang Baimian took the opportunity to ask:

"Mr. Du Heng, what is the meaning of those room numbers in the corridor of the soul, what do they represent?"

Uh, the team leader also called Mr. Du Heng... Don't you feel embarrassed?Long Yuehong was a little speechless.

Du Heng touched the beard around his mouth, and said with a little complacency:

"You're asking the right person.

"Many awakened people at the level of the 'spiritual corridor' have explored for decades, and may not have figured out the rules of those house numbers."

He really knows... Bai Chen, who was "listening" quietly, whispered something in her heart, not daring to take her attention away.