The man narrowed his eyes and then moved out of the way. He did not answer Ma Xiaoquan's question, but said coldly: "If nothing happens, don't come here again."
"Oh, okay then, I'll give this piece to you." As he said that, Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand into his arms.
The other party was obviously nervous by Ma Xiaoquan's actions, but when Ma Xiaoquan took out a note from his arms and handed it over, the other party still drew the note away very alertly.
There was a crooked line on the note, and the word "want" was written on it. In fact, this note was not written by Aunt Zhang, but a few days ago in the dormitory, Zhao Sidan and Wang Jianmin were discussing how to give the girl
I asked Ma Xiaoquan to write the opening line of the love letter. This note was also written by Ma Xiaoquan with his left hand when he was demonstrating to the two of them, so the handwriting was crooked.
The man glanced at the words on the note and frowned slightly, but still accepted it.
The door closed with a "bang", and Ma Xiaoquan subconsciously took two steps back, shook his head with a wry smile, and turned to leave.
In the room, in front of the glass window, the man who watched Ma Xiaoquan leave unfolded the note in his hand and took another look.
"Who is that Aunt Zhang?" Behind the man, Mei Xiangnan stood up and walked slowly to the window. She subconsciously glanced at the note in the man's hand and the crooked words on it.
"I don't know, the person named Ma Xiaohu mentioned it, and this word is obviously not written with the dominant hand." The man sneered, crumpled the note into a paper ball, and threw it aside.
Mei Xiangnan frowned slightly: "Brother, we also read the latest intelligence at Bai Suzhen's house. Is Ma Xiaohu the person in the intelligence?"
"It should be."
"Want to test it out?"
"Don't do it just yet. It's easy to alert the enemy. Just wait a moment."
"Okay, then what should we do next?"
The man did not answer Mei Xiangnan's words, but changed the subject and asked, "What are you going to do about the man who came with you named Lou Weiguo? How about I kill him, once and for all?"
Mei Xiangnan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "He is innocent, don't involve him. Besides, he is still half a high-ranking official. If you kill him, I'm afraid he will not stop for a while."
"Okay~"
...
On the way back, Ma Xiaoquan thought about it and decided to go home. He was worried that in the dormitory, the woman Gong Yu would come over again to cause trouble.
Opening the door, there was no one in the room. There was a note on the table with a few lines of words written on it. Ma Xiaoquan picked it up and looked at it. It was left by Aunt Hong, saying that Uncle Zhao had been dreaming about his mother recently.
, so the two decided to ask Uncle Zhao to take a week off, and the two of them went back to their hometown to pay homage to the old man...
"Okay, I missed it!" Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly, threw the note on the table, and then sat down on the stool.
There was only Ma Xiaoquan in the room, so it was inevitably a little deserted, but he was not a person who liked liveliness. On the contrary, when he was alone, he could think and do many things.
I was interrupted by Gong Yu when I was doing an experiment on the small square box, and now I have the opportunity to do it again.
Of course, since we are at home and there is no one at home, we don’t need to worry too much.
Walking to the bathroom, Ma Xiaoquan found a broken bowl, placed the small square box in the broken bowl, then took off his pants and peed into the broken bowl.
The urine soaked into the small square box in the broken bowl, but nothing happened. Ma Xiaoquan waited for nearly an hour, and after confirming that there was no movement, he pinched his nose and took the small square box out of the broken bowl.
After cleaning the small square box and throwing away the broken bowl, Ma Xiaoquan sighed helplessly.
At this moment, Yuan suddenly sent a message: "Ma Xiaoquan, have you ever tried using your blood?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and responded: "What, you mean this thing still sucks blood?"
"I don't know, I have to give it a try, right?"
After sucking for a while, Ma Xiaoquan reluctantly let out a sigh.
Successive adventures have actually restored most of the source, and the energy efficiency of the immortal body has basically been restored. For ordinary small wounds, they can be completely healed in seconds, but Ma Xiaoquan doesn't like the feeling of the flesh being cut open.
But there was no way. He wanted to know what the small square box in front of him was.
Without stopping, Ma Xiaoquan simply walked into the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife that Aunt Hong used to cook, and slashed his arm.
Blood flowed out immediately, and Ma Xiaoquan did not hesitate and directly pressed the small square box on the bleeding spot.
At first, the small square box did not react at all, but just when Ma Xiaoquan was about to give up, the color of the small square box, which was originally black and gray, gradually turned into dark red.
Generally, it would only turn into such a color after absorbing blood. Ma Xiaoquan subconsciously opened the small square box. Who would have thought that this thing was like a leech, firmly adsorbed on the wound.
The blood vessels on the arm also suddenly swelled at this time, which was caused by the continuous flow of blood.
Ma Xiaoquan was startled and slapped the small square box, but it had no effect.
After only a minute, Ma Xiaoquan felt that his arm was very weak, and his body began to show signs of weakness due to blood loss.
"Yuan, help me!"
Just when Yuan was about to respond, the bulging blood vessels on his arm suddenly slowly dropped, and were replaced by a stream of dark green stuff, pouring out of the small square box and flowing along Ma Xiaoquan's injured area.
In less than three breaths, Ma Xiaoquan found that his arm turned dark green, and the small square box became smaller and smaller as the color of his arm became darker and darker. Before Ma Xiaoquan could say anything else,
After too many reactions, the small square box disappeared. No, it should be said that it melted, and it all went into his arm.
"Holy shit, what the hell is this?" Ma Xiaoquan swore and waved his arm vigorously. At this time, the originally dark green arm gradually turned back to its original flesh color, and the wound opened by the kitchen knife also disappeared.
has healed.
Just as Ma Xiaoquan was wondering again and again, a deep male voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "Well, this is really an adventure... I didn't expect this thing to fall into your hands, and to be with you."
Integrated?”
Ma Xiaoquan was startled. He quickly turned around and picked up the kitchen knife.
"Gao... Gao Dengmin? You, why are you here?"
That's right, the person standing in front of Ma Xiaoquan at this moment was Gao Dengmin, who he had met before.
"I'm just curious, so I suddenly wanted to observe you. I didn't expect that you got this thing and fused it. Well, in total, you have three substances in your body. What's interesting is that your body is not sensitive to these substances.
Any rejection.”
"Three kinds?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that, indeed, as Gao Dengmin said, in addition to the small square box that Yuan had just fused, there was also a flat plate in his body, but what made him very embarrassed was that,
Except for the source, he doesn't know how to use the other two substances now.
Gao Dengmin glanced at Ma Xiaoquan meaningfully and said: "Originally, you were not a very good experimental subject, but now that you have three substances in your body, you will become our most protected experimental subject. What I gave you before
Black beads, please give them back to me, maybe you don’t need them anymore.”
Ma Xiaoquan exclaimed and refused: "How can you give it away and then ask for it back? No."
"You are a very interesting person. It doesn't matter, I can leave it as a souvenir to you. By the way, among the three substances in your body, except for the one in your lower abdomen, do you know how to use the other two?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head simply.
"I do know!" Gao Dengmin showed a mysterious smile, "I can tell you everything, but it depends on you whether you can use it, how to use it, and whether you can control it. Well, you call this kind of thing 'good fortune'.
"
Ma Xiaoquan was amused by Gao Dengmin's language, and he also joked: "Is it possible that I have learned a unique martial arts secret book in the world, the kind that can beat ten with one?"
Gao Dengmin shook his head: "Moreover, it is also possible to destroy a super-large army of 100,000 people."
"How is that possible?" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head. He can control fire, but even if he uses a big killing move like "Red Lotus and Eight Desolations", it has a range. One hundred thousand per dozen. Who do you think I am? Fantasy novel
The protagonist in it? Long Aotian?
"Nothing is impossible~" Gao Dengmin was very sure, "In a few decades, if the big countries on this planet carry out all-round information warfare, the tablet weapon in your body will be the key to all information warfare.
Nightmare, um, but for now, this thing in your body can only be used as a shield. Make a hand knife and use it. Well, try making a knife shape with your hand, exhale, and think that your hand is a knife.
, come on, hit the blade of this kitchen knife."
"You're kidding!" Ma Xiaoquan quickly refused, "The blade of this kitchen knife is quite sharp. If I chop the blade with the palm of my hand, I'm afraid I'm not fooling my head, right?"
"Oh, that's right. Then you'll know after you try it on a chopping board."
Ma Xiaoquan shrugged, but still did as Gao Dengmin said.
There was a "bang" sound, just a slight cut, but who would have thought that the chopping board was actually cut through with his palm.
Yes, it was cut through. Ma Xiaoquan couldn't believe his eyes.
"See, I didn't lie to you. Can you try the blade this time?"
Ma Xiaoquan was still a little hesitant, but seeing Gao Dengmin so sure, he simply closed his eyes, thinking that his hand was the sharpest knife in the world.
There was a "collapse" sound, and the palm of my hand touched the blade of the kitchen knife, and the kitchen knife collapsed into a gap.
"How is this possible?" Ma Xiaoquan widened his eyes and asked Gao Dengmin, "What on earth is this thing?"
