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"Who?!" He raised his fists vigilantly, his feet began to punch and jump, and he turned into a defensive posture:

"Enough to grow!"

A swollen black garbage bag flew towards his front door.This thing is very heavy, and it will definitely cause a nosebleed to flow. The problem is that the speed is too slow. Suo Zhongwu's head tilted and he avoided it.However, the one who throws the trash doesn't expect to be hit, it just tries to delay the time.After he threw the things out, he immediately rushed out of the carton room, carrying a taser and rushing towards the neon lights--

"Boom—Boom!"

Right in front of Suo Zhongwu's eyes, the attacker stepped on the obstacle, causing a spectacular backward roll in the air.This cargo was on the ground with its back, and the whole person fell heavily into the mud pit, making countless splashes, and even the chaser was splashed a lot.

Pooh.If you are unlucky and have to drag others down, is it a toad?!

Suo Zhongwu shook his sleeves and frowned on the spot.However, even though he was full of disgust, he rushed forward and dragged the man out of the mud.

This guy fell really hard, the back of his head was directly knocked to the edge of the pit, blood was rushing, and even the baby-like Taser shot out.He can still moan loudly now, and his pupils are not out of focus, but it is difficult to infer whether the injury will worsen afterwards-[No, it is not difficult to infer.As far as his health is concerned, he will not be hospitalized for a long time, so he can't be saved.

The reason Suo Zhongwu made this judgment was not because of the wound on the hapless head.This person is already dying, a little trauma is nothing, the internal problems are much more serious.What's even more sad is that this problem of his body was still made by himself. By looking at the things that tripped him, you can know the normal life of this person.

The object was still lying on the ground, too stable.It is a tan kraft paper bag with several breaks on the surface, revealing the brown beer bottle inside.In this alley, it is not alone. Brothers and sisters from the same origin can be seen everywhere. The most gathering place is the cardboard box house where the attackers used to hide.

These unbranded empty bottles were supposed to be inferior-quality bootleg wine before, and they were numbed by the hapless guy.This kind of drink must come from an underground factory in a slum. The brewing equipment is a scrapped machine. The raw materials are all kinds of things, and most of them have nothing to do with legality.The only people who will consume this product for a long time are the "street homeless" who are too poor and have severe alcoholism, in other words, the homeless who have fallen to the bottom of society.

That's right.The Taser who attacked Suo Zhongwu was actually a street drunkard.His hair and beard have not been cut for at least three months. They are long, dirty and stuck together, looking like a group of tangled black snakes; his nose is red, swollen and covered with pustules, with white foam of unknown properties attached to the top. ; As for his skin, it is still full of dead skin, fleas jumping happily among the dirty mud, greedily sucking blood with their sharp mouths, leaving behind dense red herpes.

Suo Zhongwu instinctively stretched out his right hand, while spinning around the top of the homeless man's head, while muttering "heal" in his heart.It took him five seconds to remember why he did this, and he was happy for another five seconds.But he soon discovered that he was too early to be happy, because not only did the tramp not get any better, but he rolled his eyes and bit his teeth and fell into a coma.

[The special ability disappeared.

Suo Zhongwu told this fact silently, as if this incident happened to someone else and had nothing to do with him from beginning to end.But he soon realized the seriousness of the problem, and his heart felt as if ten thousand locusts had been in, and he became restless in a moment.[I'm not the kind of person who suffers from gains and losses, but the cooked duck suddenly flies away, how can people accept it all at once?I haven't used enough yet!

He put down the poor bug, gritted his teeth and stood up.The changes came so fast that his mind could not keep up in time. In order to figure out his own situation, Suo Zhongwu had to breathe heavily, stood in the middle of the alley and looked around, trying to find useful information from the surrounding environment, preferably with pictures and texts. Newspaper.

It didn't take long for him to gain.It was a piece of "New York Daily" that stood on top of a cardboard box house and was blown by the wind. The paper was still brand new, and the color photos of local politicians were very clear.Judging from the front page date, it is now at least April 23. In other words, he has been in a coma for more than 24 hours.This incident can explain his hunger, but it is still unknown how the superpowers are missing-

Suo Zhongwu suddenly remembered that sentence.The last word left before the enemy left."I look forward to your personal struggle!" He learned the tone of that person, and said this sentence quickly. The chaos in his heart disappeared, and many things suddenly became clear.[Sure enough, the turtle grandson thing took back the authority.It was said that I was going to teach me this kind of class.Gee, tut, what a seed!

For a moment, Suo Zhongwu only felt angry and wanted to get a laser cannon to blast off "Big Brother".However, the homeless man lying on the ground began to twitch violently at this time, and the splashed mud stuck on Suo Zhongwu's legs, and the coldness immediately made him calm down a lot.

"Hold on!" Suo Zhongwu pulled the old drunk up without thinking, and according to the first aid common sense taught in the army, put the tramp on his knees.Don’t press hard, let people breathe smoothly...and the tongue, don’t let him bite the tongue, you have to find a hard thing for him to bite, hard thing——]

In a hurry, Suo Zhongwu picked up the Taser and hurriedly stuffed the old drunkard's mouth.But this is meaningless. The tramp finally twitched a few times, his breathing and heartbeat stopped immediately, his body bent like a prawn, his hands and legs curled tightly on his chest.

A life is gone.Although only a street vagrant died and he tried to rob himself before, Suo Zhongwu still felt heavy in his heart, and his hatred for "Big Brother" became deeper.[Super moderators really have super means, which killed another person.If anyone deserves a family shovel, it's this bastard, with this quality, and he wants to teach me a lesson?!

However, as the anger returned to the anger and the curse, the deceased slowly turned cold in his arms, and his limbs and torso stiffened, showing no signs of resuscitation.Suo Zhongwu hesitated for a moment, and finally he could only accept this fact, and looked towards the alley exit unwillingly.