"Hey," Pang Huo glanced at Zhou Long with a smile, then shook his head and held it out of the car window. It seemed that he no longer wanted to speak, and Zhou Long also relaxed.
From the smile just now, Zhou Long saw that there were vegetable leaves on Pang Huo's molars, and immediately felt a nausea in his stomach. On the way, Zhou Long had already begun to fall asleep.
There was nothing to say, but Zhou Long didn't have the curiosity to think about anything. Physical mutations, biochemical viruses, and so on, had already penetrated and expanded Zhou Long's brain.
What Zhou Long needs most now is rest and laughter. After getting the information these days, even if the book is on its way to hell, Zhou Long will not be surprised at all.
Boom, boom, boom, the originally flat car suddenly began to shake. Zhou Long, who had not slept much, suddenly opened his eyes. Zhou Long likes to sleep quietly and without any movement.
He would wake up whenever there was any movement, not to mention that in this shaking car, although the lights outside the car window were dim, Zhou Long could tell that the car had already driven onto a winding mountain road.
"Mountain Road," Zhou Long looked back at Pang Huo and said, "Where are you taking me?" His voice was extremely serious and cold, and no one would ignore it if he heard it.
But now, that Pang Huo has his head held high, his hands spread out, his mouth full of laughter, and his face looks like an idiot. Yes, he looks like he is sleeping soundly.
"Hey," Zhou Long said, raising his hand and slapping it, bang, bang, bang. As soon as Zhou Long's right hand was sent a foot in front of Pang Huo, Pang Huo's hand quickly came back.
With lightning-like speed and cunning direction, Zhou Long subconsciously raised his hands to counterattack, just in time to block Pang Huo's attack, shrinking his hands and body.
Pang Huo next to him stopped moving. "I understand, conditioned reflex," Zhou Long said in his heart. Yes, there are always people in this world who can become martial arts masters, and there are also people who are not only powerful in martial arts.
It was in a special environment, after some kind of training or experience, that he gained this ability. Looking at Pang Huo sleeping soundly, Zhou Long looked out the window again.
But at this moment, a faint smile appeared on Pang Huo's face. Of course, Pang Huo did not really fall asleep. In fact, Pang Huo spent many nights in this kind of sleep over the years. of.
The three palms that Pang Huo just shot were indeed conditioned reflexes, and Pang Huo knew that his conditioned reflex attacks were absolute killing moves, and Zhou Long's counterattacks.
It actually resolved. It was obvious that these were all Zhou Long's subconscious actions. Zhou Long himself didn't know what moves he used. This was all after the two of them had a fight in Zhou Long's room that day.
Zhou Long subtly learned Pang Huo's moves, or he just learned and used them flexibly. His smile was of course a satisfied smile, and the car drove for another half an hour.
At this time, when Zhou Long was extremely bored, the car stopped, "Get out of the car," Pang Huo shouted, not knowing why he woke up, and the two of them got out of the car.
The first thing in front of him was a white building. Although Zhou Long didn't know anything about construction, any Chinese who saw it would know that the white building was in European style.
"Sanitarium," Pang Huo, who was walking in front, said three words loudly, and Zhou Long on the side slowly followed. As soon as the two got out of the car, the car immediately started running down the mountain.
Bang, bang.
As Pang Huo pushed with both hands, a white door was opened. What would happen? "Zhou Long clearly remembered that there were no nursing homes in Hanjiang City.
The only place with a sanatorium and a mountain must be the sanatorium on the mountain outside Hanjiang City that was used as a laboratory by the Japanese army during World War II.
There used to be countless innocent souls who died in vain. When every child in Hanjiang City cried, as long as the parents said: "If you are crying, I will send you to a nursing home," and the children would immediately stop crying.
There are countless ghost stories circulating there. When everyone in Hanjiang City looks up from here, their eyes are full of strange looks. Everyone even has their own version of the story of the sanatorium.
Most of these stories are about buying this place after the war and turning it into a shelter for leprosy patients or other infectious diseases, and the origins of these people themselves are unknown.
Of course, because the reason is so vulgar, who would cause trouble with these people who are suffering from infectious diseases? Anyway, they just don't go down the mountain, and no one will harass them.
"Hey," Zhou Long was stunned when he realized that Pang Huo in front of him was really looking at him, "Come in, be quiet," Pang Huo said and walked forward, and then Zhou Long stepped in.
The door behind him was closed. Different from the outside, the walls inside were very new, as if they had just been renovated not long ago, and the walls were deliberately painted with colors and patterns that would bring peace of mind.
There are countless beds on both sides. It seems that this place is very busy now. There are countless patients lying on the beds, and only a few women in white nurse uniforms are greeting them.
At first glance, these people felt like they wouldn't live long. Zhou Long didn't care about this. Zhou Long just followed Pang Huo closely in front of him. This guy didn't want to come here.
He definitely didn't bring himself here to see patients. He followed Pang Huo in front of him. During this period, a petite, veiled female nurse even appeared and bumped his arm intentionally or unintentionally.
Yes, Zhou Long was sure that this was some kind of teasing. Before Zhou Long could think about it, Pang Huo in front of him said, "I hope you won't be scared." After saying that, he didn't wait for Zhou Long to reply.
Then he opened another door in front of him, "Ah," as soon as the door opened, a 20-meter-tall man with a thick body and a ferocious face was running over from a distance.
"Damn, Pang Huo," Zhou Long shouted as he watched, but saw Pang Huo in front of him with his head lowered as if walking forward, and the 20-meter giant rushed straight towards Pang Huo.
He raised his palm, which was definitely different from ordinary people, and smack, bang, bang, five seconds later, Pang Huo was still standing on the ground, with a cigar hanging in his mouth, and the 20-meter-tall giant.
He was already paralyzed on the ground. In just 5 seconds, Zhou Long saw Pang Huo's body and attacked the 20-meter-tall guy several times at an extremely fast speed.
Then he stood there peacefully without saying anything. Zhou Long walked in directly, "Ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah," he stepped in, and Zhou Long heard countless shouts in his ears.
Zhou Long walked toward Pang Huo without looking. Only then did Zhou Long see clearly that the 20-meter-tall man had some kind of rope tied around his wrists, waist, and ankles.
"After we found out about the American experiment, we started to scold me and started to do it," Pang Huo said, looking at the big guy half a meter away from his feet.
The Rose thing was just the Rose people's mistake, but officially because of her, we know about it, and maybe other people, such as the Germans or the French, know about it.
In the beginning, no one did this kind of thing, but if you do it and are discovered, others will do it too, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.
Before that, this was called an arms race. Everyone knew it well, and it all depended on who was faster. Pang Huo was very excited as he spoke, puffing heavily on his cigar.
Anyone who faces these things all day long will inevitably be stressed. There are only two ways to eliminate stress without relying on alcohol or nicotine.
Zhou Long didn't speak. Now Zhou Long just wanted to listen quietly. "I seem to have told you too much," Pang Huo said with a sincere expression and took out a bottle of wine.
He poured it into his mouth. At this time, Zhou Long looked to the left and right. He saw several people lying or fighting under the white walls on both sides, but there was no movement at all.
Their bodies were also tied with ropes, but their figures were obviously much more normal, and some were just much shorter than normal people. Despite this, Zhou Long would never approach them.
This is an intuition of danger, a natural feeling of threat in life, just like the feeling in the body of any ordinary person after suddenly encountering a tiger.
That feeling of life about to be swallowed up, "You seem to be scared," Pang Huo said lightly, holding a cigar in one hand and a wine bottle in the other to drink.
The relaxed smile on his face seemed to be a place for Pang Huo to relax. "Yes, what you said seems to have nothing to do with me," Zhou Long said.
But as soon as he said this, Zhou Long felt that something was wrong. The other party must have something to say, and the previous words had already touched upon the national level. This was not a good thing.
Zhou Long didn't want to be involved in any big things, he just wanted to be an ordinary upwardly mobile person, then marry a wife, have a bunch of children, and then he would be fine.
Zhou Long doesn't think he is a person who can do great things. This kind of thing should be left to those who are always prepared to bleed and sweat. He only wants to be a common man.
"I understand what you are thinking," Pang Huo said as his body swayed. The words smelled of both smoke and alcohol, making Zhou Long feel like vomiting. As Pang Huo said that, he stood opposite Zhou Long. .
Pang Huo puffed out smoke rings and burped and said: "This is China's business and every Chinese's business..." It was obvious that when Zhou Long heard this sentence, Zhou Long rolled his eyes. .
"Okay, let me put it another way," Pang Huo said: "If you do this, you are equivalent to a hero in China, but...", "But no one will remember me, right? "Zhou Long said.
"As long as you live, you can get a lot of money in the future," Pang Huo said. "Name is impossible." Pang Huo was still talking, but Zhou Long no longer knew what he was talking about.
It seems that it is not a good time to refuse now, and it is also unreasonable. Zhou Long also saw Pang Huo's skills. At this moment, Zhou Long said: "You...you...".
"What about me?" Pang Huo said, "Young man, I'm optimistic about you."
