Chapter 11
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For the next three days, Qin Loong was in a coma and did not wake up. The DK type medicine and O type plasma that Old K injected for him were all automatically rejected by Qin Loong's body, and the fact that Qin Loong's body was rumbling and circulating his blood flow was so strong that Old K was surprised, looks like Qin Loong was not in danger of losing too much blood. The knee bone, which had penetrated the flesh, was reattached, and the broken shoulder blade showed subtle but continuous signs of healing.
With his kidneys and lungs pierced, the functions of these two organs were of course extremely important. However, Qin Loong's stats had gradually stabilized, as if there was a mysterious control center hidden within his body that was constantly changing any movement within his body.
These few days, Old K had been focusing most of his attention on the data on the black machine. His heart rate, pulse, blood pressure, etc.
Heart rate: 879, pulse: 512, blood pressure: 895.
He understood very clearly that this was a sign that Qin Loong's injuries were gradually recovering. Although he had not woken up yet, the stats in his body had already reached eight times that of an ordinary person and was still climbing.
Eight times! What did this mean? It meant that the other party's cell vitality genes were eight times stronger than normal people! It meant that Qin Loong's muscles, reflexes, bones, and the amount of energy that his organs could provide were all far greater than his usual level!
However, Old K was not just excited about that. According to the statistics, the code Test Body s of the two large corporations had more than 90% of the compatible people. What's more, Qin Loong was above 99.99%! It might even trigger a genetic mutation, or even a revolution in the entire gene sequence!
However, just as Old K was still trying to figure it out, Sen quietly opened the door and stood up straight as before. He opened the safety rifle in his hand and glanced at Qin Loong who was still unconscious, "Someone has come to look for trouble."
"Who is it?" Old K frowned.
"Madman and the others." Speaking of those people, Sen's words were mixed with a trace of disdain, "These fleas, they are only cannon fodder, I think if there is no one to back them up, they would not dare to come here and cause trouble even if they were beaten to death."
"Oh, I know." There was a trace of emotion on Old K. 's dark face, but the sharpness between his eyebrows was more intense.
In fact, the death of the Crimson Snake did not attract too much attention. Only he took himself seriously, and did not know that he was like a flea that could not be threatened. It wouldn't be too much to kill a hundred people like him who had a special hobby. However, such a small matter had been discovered by Sun Kun. He could either coerce or incite some criminals who were like the Crimson Snake and were fighting and killing others on the bottom level.
Sun Kun was quite capable, in just three days, he had gathered dozens of people and when it was time to let the wind out, they had gathered into a group and made a ruckus in front of Old K's building. All these criminals who looked like black flies clearly did not have too much scruples, relying on their numbers to push and push as if pushing and pushing, just as if they were going to break down the door.
As for their excuse for causing trouble, it was obviously pale and powerless. What was the Crimson Snake denouncing justice and maintaining a peaceful and stable environment in the prison? He didn't know what Sun Kun was feeling when he came up with such a grand excuse. Bullying and wanton brawling had been going on in this heavy prison for a long time. As long as one had a higher status, they would be more comfortable inside the prison than outside. They would have a fixed supply of goods, free time, and an adequate supply of firearms.
But this time, the crisis made Old K. smell the scent of a conspiracy.
Normally, if Old K used to use his submachine gun on those people, it wouldn't be a big deal. It was just that the situation was different now. Presumably, under the strong instigation of Sun Kun, the importance of Qin Loong as a bargaining chip was completely different. Every force, especially the person behind Brother Gui, wanted to intervene.
They were testing him, or provoking him. Of course, Old K. wasn't stupid enough to fight with everyone because of a few lackeys, but he couldn't do anything to delay them. At least, it was noisy and noisy. Old K knew clearly that the crux of the matter was that Qin Loong had not woken up yet. Only when Qin Loong woke up and thought of a way to get out of the prison would he be safe.
Old K. thought about it, then decided to see someone before things got any more serious. The moment he thought of going to the place he didn't want to go, the cigarette in Old K's mouth was immediately burnt to a crisp.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, a commotion broke out. Old K saw a vulgar looking guy trying his best to scold him. He seemed to have never experienced such a feeling of being surrounded and was swearing with all his might.
"Old K., do you only play with your own eggs in a tortoise shell? If you have the ability, come out and lick this daddy's dick! "Watch this daddy wring your head off and shove it into your fart's eye!"
But when he saw Old K. 's thin black face, his face paled and he stammered, unsure of what to say. When he tried to find a corner to hide, he found that the crowd had subconsciously retreated far away, watching him gloat.
Old K naturally ignored these clowns, his eyes swept across the crowd and indeed, he saw a face that seemed to be a little thinner than before. The pair of eyes below the gold-rimmed mirror was quite dull, the muscles on his face twitched, and it seemed that Brother Gui had not been doing very well these past few days.
Of course, Brother Gui didn't have a good time these few days. In the Reflection Chamber, other than his stinky, weak, and unknown legs, Brother Gui would rather not have any hearing at all. The forever indefatigable dripping sounds would stimulate his ears, causing his nerves to not be able to rest at all.
"Take me to see your boss."
Brother Gui cursed Old K countless of times in his heart, but when he heard this, and saw that the M500 on the other party's waist was trying to kill him, the fierce words that came out of his mouth had already choked back into his intestines, and he could not help but nod his head.
Seeing that the old K was disregarding him as if he had brushed off the dust on the ground, and that he had just lost face in dozens of people, a trace of anger flashed through his heart. Just as he was about to open his mouth, that nightmare figure suddenly appeared in front of him, the black bore of the gun almost stuffed into his throat, he suddenly felt as if his soul had scattered, as if a giant hole had been smashed open in his head like a Crimson Snake.
"Don't let me see you again."
Brother Gui once again arrived in front of the tent's curtain, which was trembling even in his dreams. As he bent his waist, he inadvertently saw a rare sense of caution on the face of the old K, causing his depressed mood to uncontrollably dissipate a little.
"Boss, Old K has something to talk to you about!"
This was not the first time the old K had interacted with a woman inside, but this beautiful short-haired woman seemed to be a strange person. Many of the Burly Man were as bashful as a wife in front of her, all of them obedient. No one knew what she would do next. Maybe she would break someone's neck with a smile, or suddenly throw them down from the 10th floor, but the trajectory of history was always shockingly consistent. Everyone was afraid of her ferocity, it had always been this way.
Actually, compared to her intrepid and unfathomable style of thinking, other people were also wary of her monstrous complex background. She only knew that she was free to go in and out of the prison, and that she could even move a platoon of her men into the prison. Perhaps she wanted to annex the prison, since she could control more than a third of the prisoners in the few months she had been in the prison.
"Old K. It's been a long time." The short-haired woman was sitting in a swivel chair. She wasn't wearing makeup, but her face was pretty. She threw a cigar, looking like an old friend, and asked, "When do you decide to join us? You have to understand that with your ability, I can let you take control of a region. "
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For the next three days, Qin Loong was in a coma and did not wake up. The DK type medicine and O type plasma that Old K injected for him were all automatically rejected by Qin Loong's body, and the fact that Qin Loong's body was rumbling and circulating his blood flow was so strong that Old K was surprised, looks like Qin Loong was not in danger of losing too much blood. The knee bone, which had penetrated the flesh, was reattached, and the broken shoulder blade showed subtle but continuous signs of healing.
With his kidneys and lungs pierced, the functions of these two organs were of course extremely important. However, Qin Loong's stats had gradually stabilized, as if there was a mysterious control center hidden within his body that was constantly changing any movement within his body.
These few days, Old K had been focusing most of his attention on the data on the black machine. His heart rate, pulse, blood pressure, etc.
Heart rate: 879, pulse: 512, blood pressure: 895.
He understood very clearly that this was a sign that Qin Loong's injuries were gradually recovering. Although he had not woken up yet, the stats in his body had already reached eight times that of an ordinary person and was still climbing.
Eight times! What did this mean? It meant that the other party's cell vitality genes were eight times stronger than normal people! It meant that Qin Loong's muscles, reflexes, bones, and the amount of energy that his organs could provide were all far greater than his usual level!
However, Old K was not just excited about that. According to the statistics, the code Test Body s of the two large corporations had more than 90% of the compatible people. What's more, Qin Loong was above 99.99%! It might even trigger a genetic mutation, or even a revolution in the entire gene sequence!
However, just as Old K was still trying to figure it out, Sen quietly opened the door and stood up straight as before. He opened the safety rifle in his hand and glanced at Qin Loong who was still unconscious, "Someone has come to look for trouble."
"Who is it?" Old K frowned.
"Madman and the others." Speaking of those people, Sen's words were mixed with a trace of disdain, "These fleas, they are only cannon fodder, I think if there is no one to back them up, they would not dare to come here and cause trouble even if they were beaten to death."
"Oh, I know." There was a trace of emotion on Old K. 's dark face, but the sharpness between his eyebrows was more intense.
In fact, the death of the Crimson Snake did not attract too much attention. Only he took himself seriously, and did not know that he was like a flea that could not be threatened. It wouldn't be too much to kill a hundred people like him who had a special hobby. However, such a small matter had been discovered by Sun Kun. He could either coerce or incite some criminals who were like the Crimson Snake and were fighting and killing others on the bottom level.
Sun Kun was quite capable, in just three days, he had gathered dozens of people and when it was time to let the wind out, they had gathered into a group and made a ruckus in front of Old K's building. All these criminals who looked like black flies clearly did not have too much scruples, relying on their numbers to push and push as if pushing and pushing, just as if they were going to break down the door.
As for their excuse for causing trouble, it was obviously pale and powerless. What was the Crimson Snake denouncing justice and maintaining a peaceful and stable environment in the prison? He didn't know what Sun Kun was feeling when he came up with such a grand excuse. Bullying and wanton brawling had been going on in this heavy prison for a long time. As long as one had a higher status, they would be more comfortable inside the prison than outside. They would have a fixed supply of goods, free time, and an adequate supply of firearms.
But this time, the crisis made Old K. smell the scent of a conspiracy.
Normally, if Old K used to use his submachine gun on those people, it wouldn't be a big deal. It was just that the situation was different now. Presumably, under the strong instigation of Sun Kun, the importance of Qin Loong as a bargaining chip was completely different. Every force, especially the person behind Brother Gui, wanted to intervene.
They were testing him, or provoking him. Of course, Old K. wasn't stupid enough to fight with everyone because of a few lackeys, but he couldn't do anything to delay them. At least, it was noisy and noisy. Old K knew clearly that the crux of the matter was that Qin Loong had not woken up yet. Only when Qin Loong woke up and thought of a way to get out of the prison would he be safe.
Old K. thought about it, then decided to see someone before things got any more serious. The moment he thought of going to the place he didn't want to go, the cigarette in Old K's mouth was immediately burnt to a crisp.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, a commotion broke out. Old K saw a vulgar looking guy trying his best to scold him. He seemed to have never experienced such a feeling of being surrounded and was swearing with all his might.
"Old K., do you only play with your own eggs in a tortoise shell? If you have the ability, come out and lick this daddy's dick! "Watch this daddy wring your head off and shove it into your fart's eye!"
But when he saw Old K. 's thin black face, his face paled and he stammered, unsure of what to say. When he tried to find a corner to hide, he found that the crowd had subconsciously retreated far away, watching him gloat.
Old K naturally ignored these clowns, his eyes swept across the crowd and indeed, he saw a face that seemed to be a little thinner than before. The pair of eyes below the gold-rimmed mirror was quite dull, the muscles on his face twitched, and it seemed that Brother Gui had not been doing very well these past few days.
Of course, Brother Gui didn't have a good time these few days. In the Reflection Chamber, other than his stinky, weak, and unknown legs, Brother Gui would rather not have any hearing at all. The forever indefatigable dripping sounds would stimulate his ears, causing his nerves to not be able to rest at all.
"Take me to see your boss."
Brother Gui cursed Old K countless of times in his heart, but when he heard this, and saw that the M500 on the other party's waist was trying to kill him, the fierce words that came out of his mouth had already choked back into his intestines, and he could not help but nod his head.
Seeing that the old K was disregarding him as if he had brushed off the dust on the ground, and that he had just lost face in dozens of people, a trace of anger flashed through his heart. Just as he was about to open his mouth, that nightmare figure suddenly appeared in front of him, the black bore of the gun almost stuffed into his throat, he suddenly felt as if his soul had scattered, as if a giant hole had been smashed open in his head like a Crimson Snake.
"Don't let me see you again."
Brother Gui once again arrived in front of the tent's curtain, which was trembling even in his dreams. As he bent his waist, he inadvertently saw a rare sense of caution on the face of the old K, causing his depressed mood to uncontrollably dissipate a little.
"Boss, Old K has something to talk to you about!"
This was not the first time the old K had interacted with a woman inside, but this beautiful short-haired woman seemed to be a strange person. Many of the Burly Man were as bashful as a wife in front of her, all of them obedient. No one knew what she would do next. Maybe she would break someone's neck with a smile, or suddenly throw them down from the 10th floor, but the trajectory of history was always shockingly consistent. Everyone was afraid of her ferocity, it had always been this way.
Actually, compared to her intrepid and unfathomable style of thinking, other people were also wary of her monstrous complex background. She only knew that she was free to go in and out of the prison, and that she could even move a platoon of her men into the prison. Perhaps she wanted to annex the prison, since she could control more than a third of the prisoners in the few months she had been in the prison.
"Old K. It's been a long time." The short-haired woman was sitting in a swivel chair. She wasn't wearing makeup, but her face was pretty. She threw a cigar, looking like an old friend, and asked, "When do you decide to join us? You have to understand that with your ability, I can let you take control of a region. "
For the next three days, Qin Loong was in a coma and did not wake up. The DK type medicine and O type plasma that Old K injected for him were all automatically rejected by Qin Loong's body, and the fact that Qin Loong's body was rumbling and circulating his blood flow was so strong that Old K was surprised, looks like Qin Loong was not in danger of losing too much blood. The knee bone, which had penetrated the flesh, was reattached, and the broken shoulder blade showed subtle but continuous signs of healing.With his kidneys and lungs pierced, the functions of these two organs were of course extremely important. However, Qin Loong's stats had gradually stabilized, as if there was a mysterious control center hidden within his body that was constantly changing any movement within his body.These few days, Old K had been focusing most of his attention on the data on the black machine. His heart rate, pulse, blood pressure, etc.Heart rate: 879, pulse: 512, blood pressure: 895.He understood very clearly that this was a sign that Qin Loong's injuries were gradually recovering. Although he had not woken up yet, the stats in his body had already reached eight times that of an ordinary person and was still climbing.Eight times! What did this mean? It meant that the other party's cell vitality genes were eight times stronger than normal people! It meant that Qin Loong's muscles, reflexes, bones, and the amount of energy that his organs could provide were all far greater than his usual level!However, Old K was not just excited about that. According to the statistics, the code Test Body s of the two large corporations had more than 90% of the compatible people. What's more, Qin Loong was above 99.99%! It might even trigger a genetic mutation, or even a revolution in the entire gene sequence!However, just as Old K was still trying to figure it out, Sen quietly opened the door and stood up straight as before. He opened the safety rifle in his hand and glanced at Qin Loong who was still unconscious, "Someone has come to look for trouble.""Who is it?" Old K frowned."Madman and the others." Speaking of those people, Sen's words were mixed with a trace of disdain, "These fleas, they are only cannon fodder, I think if there is no one to back them up, they would not dare to come here and cause trouble even if they were beaten to death.""Oh, I know." There was a trace of emotion on Old K. 's dark face, but the sharpness between his eyebrows was more intense.In fact, the death of the Crimson Snake did not attract too much attention. Only he took himself seriously, and did not know that he was like a flea that could not be threatened. It wouldn't be too much to kill a hundred people like him who had a special hobby. However, such a small matter had been discovered by Sun Kun. He could either coerce or incite some criminals who were like the Crimson Snake and were fighting and killing others on the bottom level.Sun Kun was quite capable, in just three days, he had gathered dozens of people and when it was time to let the wind out, they had gathered into a group and made a ruckus in front of Old K's building. All these criminals who looked like black flies clearly did not have too much scruples, relying on their numbers to push and push as if pushing and pushing, just as if they were going to break down the door.As for their excuse for causing trouble, it was obviously pale and powerless. What was the Crimson Snake denouncing justice and maintaining a peaceful and stable environment in the prison? He didn't know what Sun Kun was feeling when he came up with such a grand excuse. Bullying and wanton brawling had been going on in this heavy prison for a long time. As long as one had a higher status, they would be more comfortable inside the prison than outside. They would have a fixed supply of goods, free time, and an adequate supply of firearms.But this time, the crisis made Old K. smell the scent of a conspiracy.Normally, if Old K used to use his submachine gun on those people, it wouldn't be a big deal. It was just that the situation was different now. Presumably, under the strong instigation of Sun Kun, the importance of Qin Loong as a bargaining chip was completely different. Every force, especially the person behind Brother Gui, wanted to intervene.They were testing him, or provoking him. Of course, Old K. wasn't stupid enough to fight with everyone because of a few lackeys, but he couldn't do anything to delay them. At least, it was noisy and noisy. Old K knew clearly that the crux of the matter was that Qin Loong had not woken up yet. Only when Qin Loong woke up and thought of a way to get out of the prison would he be safe.Old K. thought about it, then decided to see someone before things got any more serious. The moment he thought of going to the place he didn't want to go, the cigarette in Old K's mouth was immediately burnt to a crisp.As soon as he stepped out of the door, a commotion broke out. Old K saw a vulgar looking guy trying his best to scold him. He seemed to have never experienced such a feeling of being surrounded and was swearing with all his might."Old K., do you only play with your own eggs in a tortoise shell? If you have the ability, come out and lick this daddy's dick! "Watch this daddy wring your head off and shove it into your fart's eye!"But when he saw Old K. 's thin black face, his face paled and he stammered, unsure of what to say. When he tried to find a corner to hide, he found that the crowd had subconsciously retreated far away, watching him gloat.Old K naturally ignored these clowns, his eyes swept across the crowd and indeed, he saw a face that seemed to be a little thinner than before. The pair of eyes below the gold-rimmed mirror was quite dull, the muscles on his face twitched, and it seemed that Brother Gui had not been doing very well these past few days.Of course, Brother Gui didn't have a good time these few days. In the Reflection Chamber, other than his stinky, weak, and unknown legs, Brother Gui would rather not have any hearing at all. The forever indefatigable dripping sounds would stimulate his ears, causing his nerves to not be able to rest at all."Take me to see your boss."Brother Gui cursed Old K countless of times in his heart, but when he heard this, and saw that the M500 on the other party's waist was trying to kill him, the fierce words that came out of his mouth had already choked back into his intestines, and he could not help but nod his head.Seeing that the old K was disregarding him as if he had brushed off the dust on the ground, and that he had just lost face in dozens of people, a trace of anger flashed through his heart. Just as he was about to open his mouth, that nightmare figure suddenly appeared in front of him, the black bore of the gun almost stuffed into his throat, he suddenly felt as if his soul had scattered, as if a giant hole had been smashed open in his head like a Crimson Snake."Don't let me see you again."Brother Gui once again arrived in front of the tent's curtain, which was trembling even in his dreams. As he bent his waist, he inadvertently saw a rare sense of caution on the face of the old K, causing his depressed mood to uncontrollably dissipate a little."Boss, Old K has something to talk to you about!"This was not the first time the old K had interacted with a woman inside, but this beautiful short-haired woman seemed to be a strange person. Many of the Burly Man were as bashful as a wife in front of her, all of them obedient. No one knew what she would do next. Maybe she would break someone's neck with a smile, or suddenly throw them down from the 10th floor, but the trajectory of history was always shockingly consistent. Everyone was afraid of her ferocity, it had always been this way.Actually, compared to her intrepid and unfathomable style of thinking, other people were also wary of her monstrous complex background. She only knew that she was free to go in and out of the prison, and that she could even move a platoon of her men into the prison. Perhaps she wanted to annex the prison, since she could control more than a third of the prisoners in the few months she had been in the prison."Old K. It's been a long time." The short-haired woman was sitting in a swivel chair. She wasn't wearing makeup, but her face was pretty. She threw a cigar, looking like an old friend, and asked, "When do you decide to join us? You have to understand that with your ability, I can let you take control of a region. "
