lowly said, "generally speaking, blind people are taken care of when they go out, or guide dogs guide them. If in modern cities, there is also a voice broadcast of traffic lights on the side of the ro..."your physical condition..."

an Qing squinted at Uncle Kyosuke, flashed a touch of gray in her eyes, and instantly analyzed his body.

"sequelae from previous battles." Uncle Kyung-suke smiled bitterly.

"how could it be so serious" Anqing fish frowned more and more tightly, "six terminal diseases, fourteen viruses." Your body is terminally ill. "

"can you cure it"

"I am a scientist, not a master doctor." An Qingyu shook her head. "the virus on you is far beyond the scope of modern science. If you let me dissect you and try to inject you with some special reagents or mutated genomes to become an experimental subject, you may have a chance to survive, but it is unlikely, and it is possible to turn into a monster directly."

after all, I've never done a human trial on anyone but myself, to be honest, with your current physical fitness. It's hard to survive my experiment. "

an Qingyu is telling the truth.

since he got the only correct solution, the most experimental subjects have been mice, followed by himself.

after repeated analysis and experiments, his body basically does not belong to the category of "human", and has the super survival abilities of overspeed regeneration and separation. Even if he fails to reform himself and dies, he still has a chance to do it again.

and how to use these special forces to transform the physique of normal people, that is his knowledge blind area.

of course, as long as he is given enough time to study, he can also figure out a way to transform Uncle Kyosuke's body and renew his life. But Uncle Kyung-suke's time is running out.

Science does not happen overnight.

"I see." Uncle Kyosuke nodded calmly and turned his eyes to the disease in the battlefield. "in short, I'll let him make that kind of medicine first, please give me some time."

"Yes." An Qingyu nodded. "but first, we have to subdue him."

"leave it to me."

Uncle Kyosuke started his steps and walked slowly into the fog of the epidemic.

an Qingyu opened his mouth to remind him not to go in, but finally closed his mouth.

in view of Uncle Kyung-suke's physical condition, it doesn't matter whether he enters that fog or not. Since this is his long-cherished wish, it is not convenient for an Qing Yu to obstruct it.

what's more, with the addition of Uncle Kyung-suke, this battle can be resolved more quickly.

Ding -!

Uncle Jing Jie stepped into the fog of the epidemic, and the [pupil] at his waist was clear and unsheathed.

at the same time, when he heard the sound of the fierce battle with Caram in the fog of the plague, he felt that everything around him was in darkness, and his figure faded out of his sight.

Ode -!

the sharp pain came from the side of his body, and when he could not see around him at all, the pillar of destruction of the [Tianque] gun tore his arm in an instant.

severe pain poured into the heart of the disease.

"[pupil]! Pomelo pear Heizhe! Are you around! " It was not the first time that he had felt the hallucination of [pupil]. After he was injured and ate pain, he immediately reacted, looked up and shouted around him.

Uncle Kyosuke, holding a long golden knife, lost his figure into the fog, and his eyes looked at him calmly and said nothing.

BAM!

seeing that the disease had lost its resistance, Galan knew that the opportunity had come. At the same time, he took the gun and punched the disease in the jaw. His immortal fist collided with the metal bone, making a shrill hum and flying his whole person toward the sky!

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the disease flew about ten meters in the air and landed heavily on the ground.

at this time, the illusion shrouded in disease did not dissipate. The weakness of

[pupil] is that this is a non-combat knife. Once the owner of the knife has the slightest intention of killing, the target will directly break free from the state of illusion and return to normal, but after being beaten by the current illness, it is still in a state of illusion.

this is because Uncle Kyung-suke has no intention of killing.

it was Galan who wanted to kill him.

with a dull sound, the disease was kicked by Caran again and suddenly spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

in this state, Caran can even pierce the head of the disease with a single shot, but an Qingyu has already told her that he wants to save his life before Uncle Kyung-suke opens his mouth, so now he is only using melee means to frantically weaken the combat effectiveness of the disease.

"Ha ha ha."

the disease was punched by Galan several times, as if thinking of something, laughing, "I know!" Pomelo pear Heizhe! I know what you want to do!

your son should be dying when he has been away from my potion for so long. Let me guess, is he in a coma now, and his body functions are frantically weakening

is he. Dying

so you're here, and you want to get a gamma reagent from me that can save the pomelo pear and give your son a life extension! "

BAM--!

Galan punched the sick face again, flying it away, embedding its figure in a wall behind him, and soot everywhere.

Uncle Kyosuke unconsciously exerted his hands on the pupil, and his knuckles began to white. he stared at the disease, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

he is trying to control his intention to kill!

the illness is very clear about the weakness of [pupil]. He is deliberately infuriating Uncle Kyung-suke with words, thus making him murderous. Only in this way can he recover from this extremely passive situation!

"it's no use if you don't talk! I know you're here! "

in the gap in the wall, the illness raised his head hard, and the metal bone of his chin had been deformed by Caran, but he was still smiling. "pomelo pear Heizhe, I'm telling you, even if I die here today, it's impossible to make gamma potion for you!"

Pomelo is the ultimate weapon we cultivate with one hand! If our oracle falls, he will never live alone!

it is impossible for you pomelo pears to come to a good end. "

click!

Uncle Kyosuke clasped his hand, his veins burst out one by one, and his other hand clenched his fist, which was already buzzing.

wisps of blood spilled from the corners of Uncle Kyung-suke's mouth.

his teeth had been crushed, but he still swallowed them into his stomach. He stared at his smiling face, his eyes burning with anger.

he suddenly raised the golden knife in his hand.

stabbed himself in the shoulder!

gurgling blood flowed along the body of the golden sword, dripping to the ground, tortured by severe pain, Uncle Kyosuke managed to keep rational from his anger, controlled his breath, and forcibly suppressed the rising murderous intention in his heart!

he held back.

Uncle Kyosuke slowly closed his eyes and pulled the pupil out of his shoulder bit by bit.

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