"Very good, everything has two sides. The other side of you actually contains greatness. If it is me, I will be proud." Tang Ling did not close the door, but looked at the other side gently.

"What a pride guy, but why should I be proud?" Bi Yan tilted his head and looked at Tang Ling.

"Because weapons can be used to hurt people or save people." Tang Ling smiled and then closed the door.

The other side is so smart that she should be able to understand what she meant.

The choice to say these at this time is just because of the essence of visualization and it is easy to be trapped by your own heart knots.

Tang Ling just hopes to gently untie the knot on the other side of his heart, even if it is just to loosen it?

He hated him very much and kept instilling himself in the other side as an unknown person! What he regretted is that the other side never talked about his growth...

Will it be depressed and full of harm? Tang Ling frowned slightly.

When you walk out of the hut, it’s bright. Why is it a gene chain of trouble? Why can’t it be called a warm gene chain? Angel gene chain? Lucky gene chain?

Tang Ling's mind was messy again, and she looked back at the hut... The genetic chain of disasters, is the other side... sister?

**

"Drink." Boss Huang took out a wine pot from his arms and handed it to the Korean star who was bruised and swollen and had terrifying blood marks beside him.

At this time, it was already night.

Even if the Spark Brigade is located in the area where Iron Blood City is located, it should be in early summer? But according to the urinary nature of the Ziyue era, no matter what weather you have, the night is always extremely cold.

Sitting on the stairs on the edge of the empty training ground, Han Xing felt that his wound was soaked by the cold night, and he took a breath, took the wine handed over by Boss Huang, and took a sip.

It's so wonderful. It's obviously the stars in the sky, but it seems like it's a warm night? Why is it so cold?

I heard that summer nights like the former civilization were hot.

Although I have never experienced such a summer night, the so-called genetic memory has never forgotten this feeling, right?

Wine is a good wine, and it is a little spicy into the throat, as if it brings a fire in the throat, esophagus and stomach, making people warm immediately.

It is absolutely impossible for Boss Huang to not have the wine to be ‘added’. All kinds of luxurious resources are available on the dining table in Chen Dao Building.

So the next second Korean star felt the gentle energy contained in the wine and another force that helped him repair his wounds.

"My wine is very expensive, a slit-throat. Do you know such good wine?" Boss Huang played with his cane and looked at the Korean star proudly.

I am not a disabled person, why do I need a cane to walk? I can’t understand Boss Huang’s fun, nor do I understand what a slit is. Korean star just asked directly: “What have you added to it?”

"Aged! The things added are secrets. If you want a recipe, ten thousand Zhengjing coins." Boss Huang is still in the old style.

"Only fools buy it." Han Xing seized the time and took a big sip, then the wine pot in his hand was quietly snatched by Boss Huang.

"Whether cell repair medicine or energy medicine, these synthetic things are better than pure natural things. They will leave hidden injuries. My wine will not only not leave hidden injuries, but also have long-term warming and nourishing effects. Are you sure you don't want it?" Boss Huang talked endlessly.

"I said, only fools will buy it. I guess even if I give it to me, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the things on it now, right?" Han Xing was so familiar with Boss Huang's routine.

"Ah, do you think Tang Ling is a fool? He bought a lot of things from me." Boss Huang never avoided mentioning Tang Ling, and when he mentioned it, it was not at all heavy, and he looked very relaxed.

But Korean star was silent, bowing his head and wondering what he was thinking?

Boss Huang didn't urge Korean star, and simply raised his legs, drank wine, and looked at the starry sky slowly.

"Why do you want to help me?" Han Xing turned to look at Boss Huang, then smiled bitterly: "I'm becoming more and more like a waste, aren't I?"

"Waste? If your target is Tang Ling, you can say that." Boss Huang has always been a direct concern for Korean star.

But when Tang Ling was by his side, wasn’t Tang Ling the fool, waste, idiot, etc. he called him? What’s terrible is that Tang Ling believed it.

"No, it's not Tang Ling. I'm very lucky that he had existed like that, and then there would always be a back in my heart, motivating me not to stop. Because I would think, if it was Tang Ling..."

"Of course, these are things that will not happen again. But because they will not happen, they cannot refute and make excuses for themselves." There was a trace of light in Han Xing's eyes, perhaps the starlight shining in his eyes.

Boss Huang was slightly moved, but was not discovered by Korean stars. He quickly returned to his careless appearance: "Oh, you are still very sober."

"I thought I would face your bitter drama again, and listen to you talking about how you failed and how decadent you were."

The Korean star didn't speak.

Boss Huang continued, "Also, where did I help you? I'm here to see you for a joke and beat you up."

Korean star's face was thrust, and indeed, what Boss Huang said was true.

Didn’t I beat myself up in front of Li Lie before? And it was a special slap in the face, just like the wound on my face now, thanks to Boss Huang.

"You see, he violated the rules. As his master, I educated him selflessly. Next, I will provide him with psychological counseling, so I will give him a hand to me for the time being." After beating Korean star mercilessly, Boss Huang said to Li Lie.

"If you educate him a few more times, I will give him to you for education completely." Li Lie did not object, but just left a sentence.

But Boss Huang didn't care at all, but said directly: "I'm sorry, I'll turn against Steel Blood City. Think about it, is Steel Blood City willing to turn against Meritorious people like me?"

Li Lie, such a tough and unyielding person, was so choked up by Boss Huang's words that he could only pretend not to hear and let the Korean star go.

Then Han Xing was brought here by Boss Huang. But when he thought of these details, Han Xing's heart was still slightly warm. He knew that Boss Huang was here to save him.

"Before I came, I heard a message." When Korean star was silent, Boss Huang quickly changed the topic: "Do you know Sinai Safe City?"

"Well, I know." A small security city is the last security city among more than 100 security cities around the world.

But in Iron Blood City, in addition to practicing and fighting, he will also learn a lot of cultural courses, which Korean stars know about common sense.

"A safe village under it was slaughtered. None of the villagers escaped." Boss Huang's cane was stuck on the ground with a muffled sound.

The muffled sound seemed to hit Han Xing's heart, making his heart tight: "Yes, is it a tide of ferocious beasts?"

"Do you hope so?" Boss Huang looked at Han Xing coldly: "It's an underground race."

"The reinforcements arrived, and it was too late. The last kindness that could be left to the dead villagers was to let their bodies not be taken by underground races as food." Boss Huang said all this calmly.

Korean star suddenly clenched his fists.

In Iron Blood City, he has fought with underground races dozens of times, and that deep hatred has long been engraved in his heart. He can't forget the underground race's eyes looking at humans.

Hate, indifference, madness...and the greed that is like looking at animals and food.

"Are you angry? The world in the city is starting to be unstable, but this is just the beginning. But what are you still doing? Is it your daily routine to be rubbed by Liszt?"
Chapter completed!