Behind the Scenes: From Pirates to Tokyo

Chapter 69 Move Quickly

"Flick, bang, bang."

In this small room, the sweat on Muroki Heihachiro's forehead hit the ground.

Over the shoulder of his left arm is a sickening landscape.

Large chunks of flesh had been scorched, and even the edges were densely covered with indescribably disgusting black flesh.

Like a weld lump on a metal surface after arc welding, Muroki Heihachiro's shoulders were also scorched.

He was like a person who had been completely electrocuted and lost his soul, leaning powerlessly against the wall behind him.

"Muroki!" Looking at Muraki who stopped shocking herself, Kuroki Ningyue could no longer continue dancing.

She threw herself directly at Muraki Heihachiro, and put her side face on Muraki's chest.

The wet body is also tightly attached to Muroki Heihachiro, this scene is very fragrant, it is what Muraki Heihachiro has always imagined.

"..."

But apart from the sound of sweat falling to the ground, Heiwei Ningyue could not hear any other sounds.

There was no sound of heart beating or breathing.

"Muroki? Muraki? I've been dancing all the time listening to you, answer me quickly!"

Heiwei Ningyue tightly clamped Murumi's cheeks with her two small hands, squeezing hard.

Muroki Heihachiro's face, which has not been shaved for several days, is very thorny, but Ningyue Kurobi doesn't care at all, if piercing his own hand can wake up Muraki Heihachiro, then piercing his own hand.

Just in the palm, Muraki Heihachiro's body temperature is rapidly losing and dropping.

"Crackling."

But suddenly, there was a crackling sound of electric current coming from Muroki Heihachiro's heart.

The heart that has stopped beating will start beating again under the stimulation of electric current.

Immediately afterwards, there was a powerful heartbeat, so strong that it almost pushed Heiwei Ningyue up.

"Muroki? Muraki?"

Feeling Muraki's heart beating again, Kuroki Ningyue hugged Muraki Heihachiro's head tightly.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Muroki Heihachiro suddenly coughed violently, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the girl's face that was already weeping.

"No, there's no need to clamp it so tightly. I'm awake, awake."

Touching the girl's head, Muroki Heihachiro smiled in relief.

He succeeded, the risky attempt just now succeeded, the wound on his shoulder had completely stopped bleeding.

Although the shoulders are scorched and ugly, but at least the person is still alive, which is a great success.

There is nothing more joyful than coming back from the dead.

The second attempt was 'cardiac pacing'.

Just now when his consciousness was blurred, he already felt that he was going to leave this world completely in the next second. To put it a bit fantastically, he seemed to have started to watch the revolving door of life.

But since the artificial pulse current of the pacemaker can be used in the hospital to stimulate the heart, make the heart contract effectively, continuously pump out blood, and revive the prisoner, why can't I?
When it comes to manipulating current, is he still weaker than those mechanical devices? !
Relying on this idea of ​​survival, Muroki Heihachiro kept stimulating his heart in a vague consciousness.

"It's a good thing it succeeded, damn it, it's a good thing it succeeded, I knew that I didn't die so easily..."

Feeling the novelty of this world again, even though the air is full of burnt smell, it can't prevent Muroki Heihachiro from taking a big mouthful of air, reveling in the joy of new life contentedly.

Although he didn't know what success Muroki Heirahachiro was talking about, Kuroki Ningyue also laughed along with him.

"I've already figured it out. When I finish Motoko Fuchida, we will go to a place where no one knows us. There is no government, no acquaintances, and no annoying guys." Thinking about the future life, Muraki Heihachiro slowly stretched out his palm, as if he could hold something in the empty air.

But just when Muraki seemed to be able to touch the scenery of a certain day in the future, strange pictures flooded into his mind.

[The human army advanced by leaps and bounds under the leadership of the envoys, regaining many lost grounds one after another. 】

[The food given by the Lord of Zhongtian is almost unlimited, and the National Restoration Army does not have to worry about rear issues at all. 】

【However, just as the envoy of God regained the fifth province, the envoy of God, who took the lead to kill the enemy, suddenly froze in place. 】

[While looking at the frozen human envoy, the centaur army that had been prepared for a while shot a rain of thousands of arrows, completely covering the area where the envoy was. 】

[When the Restoration Army paid a heavy price to snatch the envoy back to the rear, they found that the envoy who descended from the sky was killed on the spot under the rain of arrows. 】

【"It's the treasure of the world [Puppet Ring]!" A well-informed general in the army shouted loudly. 】

"Okay, let's go, we'll go right away, and we won't even go back to Japan."

Kuroki Ningyue stepped forward and grasped Muraki Heihachiro's palm, and pressed his face against Muraki's palm, letting this rough palm keep rubbing his cheek.

"me……"

Muroki Heihachiro's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at his heart in disbelief.

The power flowing from there suddenly disappeared, and the energy in the whole body was withdrawn in an instant.

It was sudden, so sudden that there was no reaction time.

die?
dying?
This feeling is both familiar and strange, it has been revived just now, why is it coming again now.

'Is it the will of the gods? '

Muroki Heihachiro suddenly understood that this is what God-sama said [the body of a mortal carries the power of a god, and one day he will die unexpectedly].

It's just that this day has come too fast, he hasn't had time to complete his revenge, and he hasn't said goodbye to Ning Yue yet.

He saw Heiwei Ningyue's face weeping with joy, and wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but his body couldn't tell the strength to complete the movements of reaching out and stroking.

"What do you want to say? What else do you want to do? Let's do it..." Seeing Muraki Heihachiro return to normal, Kuroki Ningyue nodded again and again, but before she finished speaking, she saw Muraki's face Gray and white, those eyes, which were full of passionate imagination about the future before, are also dim at the moment.

"Muroki? Muraki?" With trembling lips, Kuroki Ningyue shook Muraki Heihachiro's body, "Heihachiro? Don't make such jokes, Heihachiro?"

But no matter how much she shook this time, Muroki Heihachiro didn't respond at all.

Even the long knife that Muroki had been holding in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Hold the knife, isn't this your most important knife? Muraki!"

Stuffing the long knife into Muroki Heihachiro's hand, Ningyue Kurobi's words already carried the tone of begging.

"Move quickly, you are so handsome in fighting!"

"Boom!"

This time it was not the long knife that fell to the ground, but Muroki Heihachiro fell directly to the side, and his head hit the ground heavily.

"Muroki!"

(End of this chapter)