The City's Invincible Soldier King

Even after the danger had passed, Long Lin still did not dare to recklessly challenge Xi Wanting's seriousness and stubbornness.

Long Lin didn't doubt that when Xi Wanting went crazy, he would really drag him here to experience the feeling of a car shaking.

"I still have things to do tonight, so I'll take you home first."

Xi Wanting forcefully suppressed her curiosity and nodded.

After running all the way into the Xi Family Main Courtyard, Long Lin sent Xi Wanting to the villa downstairs and watched Xi Wanting enter the hall. Then, he ran all the way to the South City Experimental Primary School's staff dormitory.

Luo Anping and Liu Mei Mei had already fallen into a deep slumber, but was so agitated that they were not in the mood to sleep. It was fortunate that Luo Anping was so magnanimous that he actually did not notice Zhou Yanyan's abnormality.

Hearing the footsteps, Zhou Yanyan hurriedly opened the anti-theft door.

"Lin Er, why did you come back so late?" Zhou Yanyan asked.

Long Lin could only lie, "I took Boss Xi out to eat something before I sent her home."

"Lin Er..." Zhou Yanyan looked at Long Lin, and spoke while hesitating to speak.

Long Lin said guiltily, "Mom, if you have something to say, say it."

"It's getting late, go to sleep." Zhou Yanyan shook her head and walked into the bedroom.

Long Lin sighed silently and walked into the washroom.

Because he couldn't bear to hurt her again and again, his emotions had already been messed up.

Luo Yu, Xi Wanting, Poinsettia, exactly who they loved the most, Long Lin could not differentiate between the two. Thinking about going to the advertising company to work the next day, Long Lin could not help but feel a headache.

Even Xi Wanting had started to go crazy, who knew what kind of crazy things the already crazy peppermint would do.

Long Lin sat cross-legged on the bed, channeling his spirit energy without any distractions. In the courtyard of the Yan University that was located twenty miles away, Qiao Hang had already been sent to the operation room, where he was undergoing a comprehensive poison screening.

However, before the emergency clinic doctor could give a diagnosis, an unbearable itch had already started spreading in Lu Qingsong's bone marrow, who was the first to take the medicine.

This itch was indescribable.

It was as if hundreds of caterpillars were stuffed into his bone marrow.

This itch was unbearable.

Lu Qingsong started to scratch wildly, but scratching randomly was of no use. The strange itch that almost made people crumble continued to increase.

"I can't take it anymore, ah …"

As he howled, Lu Qingsong snatched the sharp scissors from the nurse's hands and opened a long, bloody wound on his arm.

"Ahh …"

The nurse screamed in fright.

At this moment, the second person to take the pill also felt an itchy sensation that would cause one to break down.

Lu Qingsong ignored the nurse and rushed into the doctor's office. He placed the sharp blade on the doctor's neck and roared out loud, "What is the diagnosis?"

"I... "I …" The doctor on duty was too frightened to speak.

"Trash." Lu Qingsong pushed the doctor on duty away and flipped through the checklist.

Lu Qingsong could not understand the numbers, but he could understand the result.

Everything was normal. There were no signs of poisoning.

The examination documents made Lu Qingsong despair in an instant, and also made him understand that the hospital was simply unable to deal with this kind of terrifying, bizarre poison that could make one feel like they were suffering from a fate worse than death situation.

"Take Old Thirteen and leave." In order to distract himself, Lu Qingsong crazily rushed towards the operation room.

"Bam."

Lu Qingsong who was on the verge of collapsing kicked the surgical door open, immediately knocking the doctor down, picked up Qiao Hang by the waist, and ran all the way.

"What are you doing …" the surgeon shouted anxiously.

Lu Qingsong turned a deaf ear to this, holding Qiao Hang, he brought the others and rushed up to the Central ba.

"Hurry, call Long Lin." Lu Qingsong threw Long Lin's name card to a man who was still poisoned and shouted angrily.

The phone rang, and Long Lin's mouth formed a cold smile.

Using it to officially begin.

"We'll meet at the place where the conflict occurred."

Without waiting for Mo Bei's thirteen heroes to speak, Long Lin immediately hung up.

"What did he say?" Lu Qingsong who was about to collapse shouted crazily.

"He said to meet at the place where the conflict occurred."

The man had just finished speaking when Lu Qingsong suddenly turned the car around, directly smashing through the guardrail in the middle of the road and driving the car as though he was a sports car.

He really couldn't endure this itch.

He couldn't tolerate it for even a second.

The man who took the latest medicine also experienced the terrifying might of the Decaying Marrow Pill more than three minutes after finishing his call.

And Lu Qingsong, who had acted the first, had already completely become unable to endure it any longer.

"Ahh …"

In the midst of his crazed roar, Lu Qingsong suddenly pulled out a sharp custom-made curved blade, and left a sinister wound that extended from his shoulder to the back of his hand.

The pain temporarily suppressed the strange itch, but after half a minute, the strange itch defeated the pain.

Although Long Lin did not have a good impression of the ninja of the Island, he had to admit that the perseverance of the Island Nation was indeed amazing, it was not any weaker than the Shadow Elite. It was definitely not something that the greedy, death-fearing horse bandits like Mo Bei, could compare to.

Even the island's ninja would be decayed by the Decaying Marrow Pill s piece after piece, what more Lu Qingsong and the rest?

Not only was Lu Qingsong on the verge of collapse, others felt the same.

The strange itch on his arm caused Lu Qingsong to be unable to stabilize the steering wheel at all.

Fortunately, there were few cars on the road in the middle of the night.

Thirty minutes later, they stopped in front of a small hill.

Lu Qingsong took the lead and charged out of Zhong Ba. Like a water cow who had been bitten anxiously by mosquitoes or flies, he threw himself into the paddy field beside the road and rolled around crazily in the mud.

The dirty mud stimulated the bleeding wounds on their bodies, bringing about waves of intense pain. In addition to the stimulation from the cold water, everyone finally felt better.

But after just a few minutes, the strange itch attacked again.

"I can't stand it, ah …"

As he roared hysterically, Qiao Hang, who had the weakest willpower, swung the scimitar and stabbed it heavily at his abdomen.

The sharp scimitar passed through his body as blood spurted out. It was stained red with a lot of sewage.

"Report for me … "Revenge..."

Qiao Hang's eyes were opened wide in anger, staring unwaveringly at the pitch black night sky.

"I can't take it either, ah …"

An unbearable itch caused another Mo Bei thirteen to completely collapse, using a sharp curved blade to cut open his carotid artery, ending his sinful life.

Seeing that the sky was pitiful, the dazzling spotlight finally shone over from far away, allowing Lu Qingsong and the others to see hope.

The moment the Mercedes-Benz stopped, the remaining ten people rushed out of the paddy field.

The Decaying Marrow Pill were indeed terrifying, but they wouldn't let anyone kill themselves so quickly with a blade.

A horse bandit was a horse bandit. No matter how infamous he was, he was still unable to attend the banquet.

Long Lin looked at the two unmoving corpses with disdain, and shouted coldly: "Kneel down and reply."