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Chapter 597 Boy's Urine, Black Dog's Blood
Unfortunately, the legendary mastermind did not have the conditions to have his entire family killed. He lost both his parents when he was young, and wandered the streets. Relying on his clever mind, he started out as a beggar. His occupations included but were not limited to tramp, thief, thug, hooligan, and gang member. He climbed up step by step, and was finally taken in by a big shot in the upper class one afternoon. As the big shot's white glove, he took charge of the Diamond Club, a den of money, and temporarily served as the club's president.

His strength is not only his smart mind, but also another strength. It is precisely because of this strength that he won the favor of the big shot who has a good relationship with Long Yang. The story of Wang Shengsheng, the president of the Diamond Club, can be regarded as the reflection of Gouzi literature into reality.

But Chairman Wang Shengsheng, who would make all gang members panic if he coughed on the road, is now dying, with a big cut on his wrist and blood constantly gushing out.

Next to him, there was a parchment scroll on which he was writing furiously. The only difference was that the pen used was President Wang's fresh finger bones, and the ink was blood that he took as needed.

"Wang Shengsheng felt his blood flowing out and his consciousness began to blur. He had no strength left. Even though the sacred potion that could quickly heal injuries was half a meter away from him, Wang Shengsheng did not have the strength to crush the potion."

"Footsteps were gradually heard in the passage outside the secret room. The arrival of the three uninvited guests made Wang Shengsheng realize that his life was on the countdown. The mysterious visitor's angry punch destroyed the entire passage. The mechanisms and defense devices that had always been able to block the invading enemies were completely destroyed. The aftershocks of the punch caused Wang Shengsheng, who was recovering from his injuries, to make a mistake in his operation. The wound, which was not serious to begin with, was torn apart by the medical robot. The strong electric current paralyzed his body, and the wires entangled his body, making it difficult for him to move. He also went into a brief spasm."

"The spasm exhausted his remaining strength. He couldn't even inject the medicine at hand, nor could he crush it for external use. Due to a series of coincidences, the situation, which was not serious at first, led to Wang Shengsheng's death. At this time, the door of the secret room opened, but Wang Shengsheng never had the chance to open his eyes to see the mysterious visitor."

Lines of crimson handwriting appeared on the parchment scroll, and as the characters appeared, the possibility of Wang Shengsheng's survival was eliminated one by one.

When Jianglong and the other two walked into the secret room, what they saw was a messy room, a mechanical arm waving madly, and a corpse that was still warm. The corpse's eyes were still open and it was staring straight at the light golden potion at hand.

"Hey, we're a step too late. The mastermind behind this is dead."

Jianglong whistled, stepped over the needles, capsules and wires scattered on the ground, came to the corpse, picked up the tube of medicine: "Top quality, good stuff." He casually threw the medicine to Song Ji.

Song Ji caught it in a panic: "Brother, what is this? It won't cause mutation after being injected, right?" Mainly because the spiral DNA-like glass tube shape in the medicine tube made him have some strange associations.

"It's scientific name is Life Essence Fluid Tonic Type α, and it's generally called the Holy Potion. Theoretically, as long as you're still breathing, it can maintain your vital signs and buy time for treatment." Jianglong said casually.

Song Ji looked at the pale golden potion, then at the body: "Then how did he die?"

Jianglong pulled at the circuits wrapped around the corpse, as well as the torn wounds: "It's very simple, a medical accident, an out-of-control robotic arm caused this fatal wound, the leaked current and circuit lines made this guy unable to move, after exhausting all his strength, he could only watch the life-saving medicine that was so close to him and die quietly. It was a fatal coincidence under the combined action of various factors." He glanced at the corpse and said meaningfully.

"Coincidence? Isn't this too tragic?"

Song Ji looked at the model of the medical device. Even though he didn't know much about it, he could recognize the logo of the giant company on the device. This kind of logo represented expensiveness and also represented the cutting-edge technology of a certain industry. The possibility of this medical device getting out of control was lower than the possibility of a person being killed by an icicle falling from the sky while walking on the road.

If the device fails, the small AI it carries will immediately upload data to the manufacturer's headquarters, and the manufacturer will immediately coordinate the nearest medical robot to receive treatment. With the network transmission speed and the density of the medical robot distribution, emergency rescue can be carried out within five minutes. After all, customers who can afford the cost of such devices are all VIPs with heavy weights. Unlike the lower-level peasants, the purchasing power of such VIPs is stronger than that of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people combined. The giant companies that are committed to emptying the wallets of every customer will not easily give up such customers. Only when the customers are alive can there be a steady stream of funds. It is not advisable to exhaust the pond to catch fish.

"Don't look at it. This is a secret room. The data isolation network built there is enough to render the interactive functions of the device useless. Most of the information cannot be sent out. It can only be said that this person is too confident and trusts the technological strength of giant companies too much." Jianglong shook his finger.

Song Ji looked at the bloody corpse, so this was just a series of medical accidents caused by coincidence. This guy must have offended the King of Hell, and he must be present when the King of Hell calls?
Erlong couldn't bear it anymore, so he waved his hand and tapped Song Ji's forehead. Song Ji blinked, and then he saw a roll of parchment next to the corpse. There was not a single word on it, and it was lying there quietly.

And just now, whether it was his eyes that were washed by spiritual power or his concentrated consciousness, Song Ji did not notice the existence of this thing. Even though it was there, its presence was weakened to the extreme. Even now, Song Ji's gaze could not be fully focused on the parchment, and he would subconsciously ignore it.

There must be something wrong when something is abnormal. Song Ji did not touch it carelessly. If he touched the box randomly, he might not find the treasure. He might also touch the treasure chest monster and trigger a battle.

He moved his feet, protecting his two closest brothers in front of him, and poked his head out from behind Erlong: "Big brother, second brother, what is this thing? Is it also an abnormal item?"

Jianglong nodded: "Yes, it is an abnormal item, and it is a very high-level abnormality. With the current abnormal recovery process, it is enough to rank in the top three."

He raised his hand and picked up the parchment. As soon as he touched the paper, confusing characters began to appear. Inexplicable words kept flashing, and finally pieced together into a few lines of words:
"When you see this line, I will be dead..."

"Jiang Long picked up the strange parchment scroll and read the words in front of him, but he didn't know that danger was approaching..."

Jianglong dodged the flying robotic arm. The robotic arm equipped with the most advanced medical technology displayed various instruments. It was good at internal medicine and surgery, and had a blade that could break through tough flesh. It could cut human bones and flesh into bean-sized pieces in milliseconds.

"Hey, Song Ji, come here and subdue it for me!"

Jiang Long waved his hand, and Song Ji stepped forward reluctantly: "Me?"

"Yes, it's you. I have the most experience in dealing with these kinds of evil ghosts. It will definitely work if I spit black dog blood on it first. Now there is no black dog blood here, only boy's urine. If you don't come, who will?"

Jiang Long looked at Song Ji with ill intentions: "Or change your thinking, I am also proficient in transformation, it is not difficult to turn you into a sleek black back, all you need to do is contribute some blood."

(End of this chapter)