Not to mention, Xu Zhi was also thinking when he returned to the elemental world.
Should we go to Mister Bama's place? This guy's territory is too risky. Even if the contract is returned, it won't work. His life is not guaranteed at all.
Now everyone is safe. We just lost a rocker and two bottles of medicine.
If I don't have any contact with Misterbama forever and never accept an agency contract from a stranger, I can get over this matter in the future.
Mistbarma can't fight from the lower world to the elemental world just to catch a green-skinned guy like him.
Conscience should be eaten by dogs.
Xu Zhi squeezed the medicine bottle, struggling in his heart. The lower world was too exciting today, so he had to slow down.
"Damn it, my conscience hasn't been bitten by a dog, and I haven't reached the point of hit-and-run."
Reluctantly, Xu Zhi took several bottles of medicine and stepped into the portal.
It was still the exclusive contract of the Djinn Holyfield, but this time there was no wandering. In just a blink of an eye, Xu Zhi returned to Mistbarma's palace.
"This greenskin is back, stop your curse magic," Holyfield whispered to the djinn next to him.
Xu Zhi's face twitched when he heard this. These guys seemed to have backup methods.
Fortunately, he ran back, otherwise he would not have suffered any disaster. Magic is too weird and unpredictable. According to his understanding of the current world view, it is not comprehensive, and some unexpected methods cannot be prevented at all.
Xu Zhi thought for a while, and silently loosened the bandage, applied hemostatic medicine, and applied healing ointment to Misterbama. In addition to these two medicines, this time he also used Hushan Training Camp's special medicine, strong adhesive for limbs.