Inspirational life

Chapter 191 I'm Here

In the medical vehicle, Jiang Hongzong was placed in the medical compartment of the carriage for emergency treatment. He was seriously injured and had multiple fractures in his body. He just forcibly sealed his blood vessels with cultivation to slow down the degree of blood loss. He still needs to be treated according to serious injuries. .

In another adjacent medical cabin, Lin Jianlan was also receiving treatment. Her injuries were lighter than Jiang Hongzong's. Her internal organs were slightly concussed, and several shrapnel had penetrated her body, but she was pinching the bleeding point near the shrapnel to death by her controlled muscles. Surgery is now also required to remove the shrapnel from the body.

Xia Yu stayed by Lin Jianlan's side. The fragments in Lin Jianlan's body were relatively shallow. After the operation was finished with stitches and anti-inflammatory treatment, she temporarily lay flat on the bed to rest.

Lin Jianlan didn't speak, Xia Yu kept her delicate brows tightly locked, and after a while, she asked, "Mom, do you know what kind of person Hera was brought back by the Ashes organization? They will abide by the agreement and release Zhang Jingyao and the others. Right?"

Lin Jianlan said, "Hera's nickname is 'Blood Queen'. She practices the Blood Sacrifice Technique, which is a kind of evil skill that can use the essence of the blood of the practitioners killed to improve her cultivation. In other words, she You can use the blood of a practitioner as a potion for improvement. The more practitioners you kill, the more essence you absorb from the blood, and the stronger her cultivation. This kind of skill can make a person improve quickly, which is very evil. But the side effect is that it will cause people to suffer from various strange diseases, and even have a disordered temperament, and people are neither human nor ghost."

In fact, if the Ashes Organization hadn't publicly announced that the Xinzhou government would release their core figure, Hera, the public would not have known that there was such a number one figure in the Ashes Organization, and it would have fallen into the hands of the Harm Prevention Bureau.

So the name Hera, with this announcement, began to explode on the Internet.Many people racked their brains to investigate Hera's background.For a while, there were all kinds of speculation and rumors.

It is impossible to distinguish between true and false information.

Only people with certain identities, who knew the inside story and knew the detailed information, Xia Yu wanted to ask Lin Jianlan, because she wanted to find out who was released, so as to assess Zhang Jingyao's chances of surviving in their hands.

But Xia Yu was also shocked when Lin Jianlan disclosed Hera's identity. What kind of person is this... This kind of person, Ashes Organization is indeed a collection of extremely evil sects. If such a person comes back, he will be released. The final hostage situation will be very remote.Moreover, as long as Xia Yu thinks about it, she will understand how much harm it will cause.If Hera wants to drink the blood of practitioners to strengthen herself, then she is really a super anti-social existence, and everyone will be punished, otherwise I don't know how many tragedies will be caused.

Seeing Xia Yu's silence, Lin Jianlan sighed and said, "Would you blame me for not coming forward at that time? If I were alone, I wouldn't care, but I don't worry about you, so let me back down Well... Mom's status in your heart has dropped too much..."

"No," Xia Yu shook her head. "In that case, whether you stand up or not is your own choice. Although you have status and responsibilities, I don't want you to stand up. Just treat it as selfish."

It was Liu Meng and Zhang Jingyao who stepped forward to allow their mother and daughter to have such a chance to reunite.

In the end, it was Zhang Jingyao who guarded her.

However, Xia Yu began to panic. If the news that she least wanted to appear came, how would she face such a situation in the future?Would that be a heartbreak for the rest of my life?
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On the rocky beach on the coast, the clown and many armed forces waited here, and more people appeared one after another, coming to the coast, but they did not stay, did not wait like the clown and the others, but directly from those buried in the mess. The diving equipment was taken out of the box under the rocky beach, and the simple underwater thrusters were taken out. Then one by one, they turned into frogmen and entered the water. Driven by the thrusters, they moved from underwater to the ships on the sea surface past.

The lights of those ships pierced the sea, braved the storm to guide the water ghost frogmen, and recovered the ashes of the armed personnel.

A small group of clowns gathered together with the "Yasha" of the four-eyed night vision goggles. They waited and hoped that Hera of the Ash Organization would return again.

At this time, the most nervous ones were none other than Liu Meng and the other hostages. They watched the unknown darkness carefully and waited quietly for the final result.

A thin and short figure appeared in the rain.

Then, the ghostly figure got closer and closer.

The clown's face showed ecstasy.

The countless ashes around him raised their guns and cheered!
Hera is back!

The news of Hera's return was transmitted to the headsets of everyone armed with Ashes through electromagnetic waves, and the lights flickered on the four ships on the sea surface.The personnel of countless ashes began to revel!
They set up a layout, set up an ambush, raided the high school league in Luonan Province, kidnapped everyone, dealt with the officials, and forced the officials to bow their heads. Until this moment, they finally used this method to exchange for Hera to regain her freedom!
The clown rushed forward quickly, like a licking dog, and came to Hera. Hera stepped forward and slapped the clown so that his face turned to the other side.

"Why did you make me wait so long! Do you know how I was tortured?" When Hera arrived, she asked the teacher to blame her.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The clown who was slapped burst into tears, mixed with the wind and rain.Gently crouching down in front of Hera.

Hera lifted her foot and stepped on his head.The bare feet that had trudged all the way were covered with mud, and then they moved in front of the clown.

The clown just lifted her feet and licked off the mud for her.

Hera seemed very satisfied, and stretched out her hand, "Give me some blood, I am very weak now, and urgently need to recover..."

The clown immediately took out several glass tubes containing blood from his pocket. Hera took it, unscrewed it, and poured the plasma into her mouth.A red tongue licked the corner of her mouth under her delicate face, as if she was enjoying the recovery power brought to her by the essence of the blood of these high-level practitioners.

Hera jumped over the clown and came to the hostages.

"Why are you still keeping them? Kill them all." Hera glanced at the few people in front of her, as if she didn't pay any more.

She was about to walk forward, but she turned her head and looked at the clown who was not moving.

Ai Ai, the clown, was in a dilemma. He didn't know whether to scratch his head or scratch his head. He carefully explained, "They, they are my VIP customers, and I am their captain. I promised to take them to have a good time... This, this, we didn't agree Did they..."

Hera's pupils stood up, looking at the clown who was trying to explain to her, "And then?"

The clown held the hostage in front of him empty-handed, and then Hera, a little at a loss, "I promised them, I got you, and then I let them go. Let them go, ha... I got you, anyway, you also Come back, we let them go..."

"I said, kill, they, them." Hera said word by word.

The clown's original innocent smile seemed to suddenly become depressed.

"Kill, kill them... oh, oh... kill them..."

Then the clown and Hera turned their heads at the same time, facing the same direction.

"who!?"

hum!
There was a crackling sound.

A figure, through the storm to meet.

van helsing.

"I'm coming for you, clown."

He said so.

(End of this chapter)