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Chapter 132 Variation (9 more)
Uneasy, nervous, with a hint of expectation, complicated and messy emotions appeared in Han Feng's heart, and now he was lying on a single bed, his hands and feet were tied with ropes.

Han Feng glanced at Wang Tiancheng nervously, seeing him cast a reassuring look, but the tension in his heart did not decrease at all.

The injury on his right hand will not only heal within ten days and half a month, the reason why he took such a risk is because he is worried that he will not be able to recover with the injury when he returns to Earth...
That's why he accepted Wang Tiancheng's proposal. The nearly 20 cm wound would take at least 2-3 months to recover if there were no miracles.

Han Feng didn't have time to wait. Although Hongxing's time passed quickly, as long as he didn't show up, Gujing's secret would be revealed more easily...

Dr. Q held a syringe in his right hand, which was filled with green liquid. He found a blood vessel on Han Feng's left arm, and punctured it directly.

Since Han Feng's mouth was blocked, his pupils dilated a lot.

After finishing the work, his assistant Xiaoxin took another syringe, and saw that there was red liquid in it, which must be the gene refined by the painstaking efforts of the ancient monitor lizard.

It was still the place where the injection was made, Boster Q acted very rudely, and stuck the needle again. After finishing the work, he taped it, wiped his hands, and threw the gloves into the trash can.

"Roar~" A beast-like roar came from Han Feng's mouth.

His pupils swelled a lot in an instant, his face was flushed, the veins on both sides of his cheeks protruded like caterpillars, the blood vessels on his neck were clearly visible, and sections of small things were running up and down.

Han Feng's eyes had changed from black and white to extremely blood red, like a bloodthirsty beast, and a bloody aura formed around him.

The gauze on the right hand has been broken, the thread on the wound is also clearly visible, the blood has flowed out from the wound, but it is black...
"Xiaoxin, come over to the trash can, catch the blood!" Dr. Q shouted.

Although Han Feng's hands and feet were tied, his strong reaction made the bed boards make a "bang bang bang~" sound.

Black blood has flowed down and fell into the trash can.

After struggling for a long time, the only sobriety in Han Feng's consciousness gradually dissipated, and then he fainted...
After an unknown amount of time, Han Feng slowly opened his eyes, his head seemed about to burst, buzzing like thousands of bees buzzing in his ears...
At this moment, he looked at it in a daze. His originally bound limbs had been untied at some point, and even the scene had been changed.

Now I am lying on a soft bed, the light coming in from the window, and the fluttering curtains, a bit like dreaming.

He lifted the quilt off his body, and the moment he woke up, he felt that the injury on his right hand had healed, and the dull pain before was gone.

At this time, he was already standing by the window, relying on the light, he was looking at his right hand, only to see that there was only a shallow scar on it, which was almost negligible.

"Hiss..." Han Feng tapped his head in pain.

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and it was not Wang Tiancheng who walked in, but Jin Yuan, that blonde guy.

"Han Feng, do you feel better?" While speaking, he also put the steaming food on the table.

Han Feng turned around and smiled and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

Jin Yuan sat down on the sofa next to him and said: "It's been three days. The table is a tonic that I have someone stew. You should eat some quickly. It won't taste good if it's cold!"

His stomach was already rumbling, and the aroma of the steaming food on the table had already wafted over.

Han Feng couldn't help but walked forward, sat down, and started eating with chopsticks.

Picking up a piece of unknown meat and putting it in his mouth, a different taste immediately filled his mouth.

It is more chewy than beef, but the taste is extremely delicious. It does not have the smell of mutton, and some have only a hint of sweetness.

"What kind of meat is this?" Han Feng asked after taking a sip of the sweet soup.

Jin Yuan smiled slightly and said, "The sinew meat of the coyote contains a pair of its bombs..."

Han Feng was startled suddenly, he never thought that those hyenas who bit him tasted so delicious, this could be regarded as revenge for biting him, wait a minute...bomb?
"Eggy... why did you put it in?"

Facing Han Feng's reaction, Jin Yuan frowned and said, "It's not that Brother Wang told me to make you mend well, saying that you were bleeding profusely in the laboratory... but it was all poisonous blood!"

Han Feng frowned and asked, "Poisonous blood? What the hell?"

"You were bitten by a coyote, because you didn't deal with it in time, so the bacteria on its teeth remained in your body, so you felt a dull pain, right?"

Han Feng kept nodding his head, and at the same time his mouth was not idle as he was eliminating the stew in the crock.

At the same time, I already understood in my heart that there was a reason for my pain in the past few days. Fortunately, I had injected the monitor lizard gene, otherwise I wouldn't know if my hands were useless.

Half an hour later, Han Feng patted his stomach contentedly, and his face was full of satisfaction. This meal, he ate up a large crock pot of supplements.

Jin Yuan took a sip of tea and said, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Han Feng sat in another direction, and said to Jin Yuan, "It's okay, let's be more half full!"

He nodded with a smile and said, "It really is. Do you feel any difference in your body now?"

Faced with Jin Yuan's questioning, Han Feng finally realized that something seemed wrong. When he just woke up, he had a severe headache, but now he has returned to normal, and his mind is clearer.

"Take off your clothes and look!"

Han Feng didn't hesitate, took off the pajamas on his upper body, and immediately felt the difference. He looked left and right, and walked to the mirror to make sure he was right.

"I'm stupid! Is this still me!"

I saw that his originally slightly thin body was now muscular, and his fair skin was probably the envy of many women.

But his muscles are not explosive muscles like Wang Hu's, but are well-defined, and he doesn't look a bit strong at all. As long as he doesn't take off his clothes, it is estimated that his appearance can only be seen a little change.

"I have to say that your luck is pretty good. You have to know that with the potion with a 50.00% success rate, the chance of dying is also half and half. I didn't expect you to survive it!"

Facing Jin Yuan's praise, Han Feng had no time to pay attention to it, he just felt as if there was inexhaustible power in his hand, which made him extremely happy...

Sure enough, it’s Bo Yi Bo, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle...

(End of this chapter)