Volume 7, Iron Horse, Chapter 116, Wan Hu and Uncle Shui
The Ning Lei incident has come to an end. Many people know that Ning Lei ended up in Ling Jie's hands. But they don't know the truth of the matter - Ling Jie completely dedicated Ning Lei to Butterfly's treatment.
. Until now, they all thought that Ning Lei was still in Ling Jie's hands, which planted the seeds of trouble for Ling Jie.
Most of the people who came to the island have slowly dispersed in the past few days, including people from the three major sects, Catholics and the Italian Mafia, and they have also gone back. As fast as they come, they leave quickly.
Quick. There is no black water on the island, but it has restored its former tranquility.
On the sleeper street, in a dark room, there are two people sitting on two wooden wheelchairs. If Ling Jie were there, he would be very surprised, because these two people are surprisingly none other than Wan Hu and Shui Bo. Wan Hu and Shui Bo
They were all people with missing limbs, sitting in wheelchairs, looking at each other face to face.
Uncle Shui's voice was hoarse, "Wan Hu, I often interact with people from the Butterfly Mansion these days, and I also learned some medical skills. I once read a book called "Evil Blood Medicine", which records in detail how to make the body
The method of mutation is somewhat similar to the genetic mutation potion in the outside world. However, it is not as thorough as the mutation in the genetic potion, but the effect is very obvious."
"Evil Blood Medicine? Can the records above help me grow arms and legs?" Wan Hu seemed impatient and very angry.
Uncle Shui said, "Of course, according to the records of "Evil Blood Medicine", the potion made from the skin and muscles of a tiger can mutate you into the shape of a tiger, and the potion made from the body of a lion can turn you into the body of a lion.
, if you use a snake, it will be a snake body... In short, the potion you concoct using the muscles, bones and blood of any animal can mutate you into the body of the corresponding animal."
Wan Hu listened attentively and suddenly asked doubtfully, "If I drink the potion made from the skin and bones of a tiger, I will turn into a tiger? A living tiger?"
This question really scared Wan Hu. It would be too scary to say that drinking this potion can turn him into a tiger. Although his name has the word "tiger" in it, it doesn't mean that he will become a tiger.
Become a living tiger.
Uncle Shui explained, "Of course not. You misunderstood what I meant. After drinking it, it does not mean that you will turn into a real tiger, but that you will have some characteristics of a tiger, such as being extremely strong and growing tiger claws...
…Wait a minute, your body is naturally still the same person.”
Wan Hu then breathed a sigh of relief, "I see, you scared me. So what? Can you still make me grow hands and feet?"
Uncle Shui said eagerly, "Of course you can. I am sure that you can grow your hands and feet again, but they may be tiger claws and feet. But they are much more powerful than human hands and feet."
Wan Hu said, "In that case, tell me, what do you need me to do?"
Uncle Shui said, "I just hope that you will help me kill someone after you finish the job."
"Who to kill?" Wan Hu couldn't help but ask. He had seen Uncle Shui's strength with his own eyes. It was really amazing. The eighty-ninth level grandmaster was much higher than him. And he couldn't understand why.
Uncle Shui, don't you go and kill him yourself? Do you have to ask me to do it?
Could it be that that person was Uncle Shui's old lover, and Uncle Shui couldn't bear to kill him himself? Or was it that that person was Uncle Shui's mother or someone else, but Uncle Shui couldn't bear it and it was inconvenient to kill him?
"Ling Jie!" When Uncle Shui said these two words, Wan Hu's body trembled obviously, and then Uncle Shui continued, "You should never forget who caused you to be like this, and who
Who killed your biological father? I’m afraid all of this is due to Ling Jie, a bastard!"
Wan Hu was not dazzled by what was happening in front of him. He calmly asked the following question, "Everything I am doing now is because of Ling Jie. But if you have fallen to this level today, isn't it because of Ling Jie?"
? Why don’t you kill him yourself instead of asking me to do it?”
Wan Hu believed that Uncle Shui had an ulterior motive for letting him kill Ling Jie. Although he couldn't guess it, if he asked him, he might be able to get some clues from his answers. But Uncle Shui is a
A very experienced person, his answers were so perfect that Wan Hu couldn't see any flaws at all.
Uncle Shui said, "I'm old, and the mutation techniques recorded in "Evil Blood Medicine" are only useful to people under the age of thirty. But I'm already in my fifties, and the mutation techniques mentioned above are not useful to me at all.
It's useless. And you are only twenty years old. The mutation technique above has a very good rebirth effect on you and can restore your limbs. Killing Lingjie is my lifelong wish, but my hands cannot be restored, so I can only leave them to you.
Done."
Wan Hu thought about this sentence carefully and found no flaws. Uncle Shui's words were reasonable and reasonable, without any flaws and perfect.
"The mutation technique recorded in "Evil Blood Medicine" is only useful for people under the age of thirty. Why is that?" Wan Hu believes that this sentence has the biggest problem.
Uncle Shui replied unhurriedly, "It's very simple, because the bodies of people before the age of thirty are still developing, and the essence of mutation is to induce birth and accelerate growth. For people after the age of thirty, the body has stopped growing, and the mutation technique is natural
useless."
This explanation was so smooth. Wan Hu had a clue for a while and still felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. Finally he had to agree, "Okay, I promise you! As long as my limbs recover, I will definitely help you there."
Kill Ling Jie. But you also know that Ling Jie can defeat you, so how can I be his opponent?"
Shui Bo said slightly, "I have thought about this a long time ago. Your body will become infinitely powerful after mutation, and I will pass on all my true heritage to you. You will definitely be able to defeat Ling Jie."
Uncle Shui was very excited when he said that. At this time, a man walked in from outside the house, holding a casserole in his hand. The hot steam was coming from it, and there was an important medicinal fragrance floating in the room.
"Pah!" The man put the casserole on the table, and Shui Bo explained, "Wan Hu, this is the mutated potion of tiger bone, tendons, and blood. If you drink it, your body will react quickly, and your limbs will also be very strong."
It will grow out soon."
Wan Hu thought about it for a long time, and then thought that this might be his only chance to stand up. If he didn't do this, he would always be in a wheelchair in the future, and there would be no chance of revenge against Ling Jie. After thinking about it again and again, he raised his head
Put it in the casserole and eat it vigorously.
After he had finished all the food in the casserole, Uncle Shui winked at the big man who brought the casserole in, and the man quickly slapped Wan Hu on the back, causing Wan Hu to pass out.
"Master, he has fainted."
Shui Bo smiled gloomily, "I want to disembowel him. I want to eat all the food that he has eaten and still remains in his stomach. The food there is the essence. All the impurities have been digested by his stomach. I finally
There is a chance to turn around..."
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(Third update. Today’s third update... The driver will apply for a job at Shanghai China Enterprise Power Company on the 1st of next month, and just received the interview notice. The driver has been preparing at home these days, and also has more time to write novels.
.There was a big problem with the update some time ago, and the driver also knew that his personal reputation has completely collapsed. This is all the fault of the driver, the driver
There is nothing to defend, I just want to say I'm sorry. The red flowers were overtaken, and the driver didn't come here to ask for flowers, feeling guilty in his heart. These days, the driver feels very warm. Although the driver lost his job, he is still there.
There are many readers reading the driver's book, which really makes the driver very happy. The driver is not a full-time writer, but he also understands a truth:
In fact, writing a book is also a job. Treating your work well means taking responsibility for yourself. I am not working for myself. At work, I can get the respect of others and the recognition of society. Only at work can our talents and abilities be fully realized.
It is work that can lead us to success. Here, the driver thanks everyone, thank you!
Whether you are comforting the driver or scolding the driver for not being reputable and not updating, you all deserve the driver's gratitude. At least, you all care about the driver's book. Having said so much today, haha, the driver suddenly adjusted his mentality and walked out.
Shadow and anger. I also hope that everyone is the same. When encountering difficulties, you can quickly correct your mentality and move towards the light!)