Wen Zilong cut the necks of the five strong men.

Just like when Sun Dasheng entered Pantao Garden, he sucked a few times on this person and sucked a few times on another person.

It's so pleasant and cool!

Soon, Wen Zilong sucked himself to fullness, like a blood-red ball of hair with huge wings.

Looking at the blood still gushing out from the guys' necks, Wen Zilong felt secretly regretful.

This is too wasteful.

I once passed by: Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard to come by. Every porridge and rice should be thought to be hard to come by. Waste like this is simply a crime.

But there is no way, my belly is only so big, I can't hold it.

If there is a way to collect their blood and refrigerate it, wouldn’t it be like a drink in the future, and it would be extremely refreshing to drink it like a drink?

Thinking of refrigeration, Wen Zilong suddenly remembered the blood bank that Dongfang Zimo mentioned.

Wen Zilong had thought before that, after he touched the melon, touched Zhao Si, and destroyed the entire Hongmen, he would sneak into the blood bank.

But the guy just now wanted to touch his father, and he was furious to the point of being red... for his father, and killed that guy.

It’s so good, but this disrupts my overall plan.

I had to temporarily change the plan, first go to the blood bank, suck more blood, and get promoted to level 10 as soon as possible.

However, when he was flapping his wings and about to fly away, Wen Zilong suddenly remembered something.

Now that the plan has been disrupted, my father’s plum vase has not taken action, and he still cannot get real safety.

Since that's the case, it's necessary to shock those guys who dare to make a pet bottle.

They will never dare to shoot plum bottles again.

Thinking of this, he flapped his wings and flew to the strong man Wenlong's face first.

With a stroke of his claw, he directly scratched the guy's eyes.

Then, as usual, he pulled out the eyes of the remaining three guys.

Finally, he flapped his wings and flew to the county town.

In the county town, we will visit Wen Yuqi first.

Seeing that Wen Yuqi was safe and sound, Wen Zilong found the top of the building.

The so-called pig-raising day is to eat and sleep.

I just had enough to have a good sleep.

This time I slept until after one o'clock in the evening.

It started to rain lightly, and Wen Zilong woke up.

He shook the raindrops on his body and flew to the People's Hospital.

When passing a narrow alleyway, I saw a girl in a white dress holding an umbrella under the street lights and slowly moving forward.

A long, pale yellow hair is like the traces on the wall of the toilet that have been eroded by urine all year round.

Seeing this scene made Wen Zilong feel moved and a poem came to his mind:

Flapping bloody wings, alone

Soaring long, long

The lonely rain alley

I hope to meet

A hair is eroded by urine

Girl on the toilet wall

Her hair is like urine

The fragrance of urine

...

After one hand was wet, Wen Zilong had already arrived over Dongcheng County People's Hospital.

He is familiar with this hospital, and he knows the location of the blood bank.

He went straight to the blood bank, checked it with heat sensing, and found that there was only one person on duty inside.

And it's not someone else, it's the Dongfang Zimo I've seen before.

The blood bank is divided into office, refrigerator and quality control room.

At this time, Dongfang Zimo was lying on the bed in the small compartment behind the office, playing with his cell phone.

There is a high window behind the small sound insulation.

Wen Zilong looked in through the high window and found that there was a love martial arts film on the screen of his mobile phone.

The battle situation above is fierce.

When Dongfang Zimo saw the depths, a shiny saliva slid down from his mouth.

Wen Zilong couldn't help but curse in his heart: This four-eyed boy has a lot of poems, songs and essays, but he is full of thieves and prostitutes. I look down on this kind of person the most. Fortunately, Wen Yuqi didn't follow him.

After cursing, he lay on the windowsill and started to look with relish.

I haven't watched this kind of action movie for more than two years, and I really miss it.

After watching for a while, Wen Zilong found that Dongfang Zimo's hand had reached out to somewhere, and then began some indescribable action.

In less than half a minute, the guy stopped and looked relieved.

Wen Zilong felt even more contempt and sneered: I deserve to see this kind of thing for half a minute if I read too much.

However, just when Wen Zilong was about to leave, he saw that this guy actually picked up his phone again and looked at it with relish.

"Damn it! Hero, please accept my respect!"

Wen Zilong couldn't help but shout in his heart.

I once read a passage online:

The three types of people I admire most in my life.

Watch action movies without masturbation;

If you don't ejaculate after being fucked;

After ejaculation, I continued watching.

Dongfang Zimo looked like a thin scholar, but he didn't expect that he could reach the level of continuing to watch after ejaculation.

It's indeed awesome!

Wen Zilong thinks it is best to stay away from such a great man.

So he flapped his wings, left the windowsill, and flew in from the office window.

There is a glass door on the left side of the office, and the refrigerator inside is the interior.

However, there is a password lock on this glass door.

Wen Zilong was speechless.

I didn't expect that it was so troublesome to enter the blood bank. It seemed that I had to work harder to find a way to get the password.

Don't ask me who my password is.

But just as he wanted to turn around and leave, his eyes suddenly froze.

Because he saw that there was a tiny trace on the keyboard of the password lock.

"Is this the trace left by... the one left by Dongfang Zimo when he opened the password lock without washing his hands?"

Hey... disgusting!

However, Wen Zilong noticed that this was not a trace, but a trace of a normal human hand pressing.

However, this trace is very subtle and if it is a normal human, it cannot be seen at all.

Only he can see it using Hawkeye.

Wen Zilong quickly flapped his wings, flew to the password lock, and took a closer look.

After seeing this, I immediately realized it.

I saw a pattern like a human fingerprint on the button with the number "1".

This trace turned out to be a fingerprint!

I'll go, do you want to be so perverted!

Wen Zilong was overjoyed.

In the past, he only knew how to use Hawkeye's ability to see thirty-six kilometers away.

Unexpectedly, Hawkeye could see very subtle things.

However, the numbers were found, but the order of arrangement gave him a headache.

Generally, password locks like this are four or six digits.

You must find the correct order in a short time, unless you lose shit in the world and just fall into your mouth.

Wen Zilong knew that he would not be so unlucky, so he would never find the password so easily.

However, when he looked carefully, he was happy again.

My grass, is there really a shit falling from the sky?

It just happened to fall into my mouth... Bah bah bah bah bah, what's the fucking metaphor?
Chapter completed!