Chapter 149:

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"Cough ~" Wuya Ange's arm raised and caught the red wine glass. Miaoman's body shook, and a ghostly figure escaped to avoid this fierce leg.
A few virtual steps were stepped on under my feet, and the faint ghost images overlapped again.
I do n’t know when I ’ve caught Wang Yan behind, and my eyes are giggling with excitement and excitement.
Wang Yan flipped over and turned to point at her, his face calm and normal.
Wuya Ange Xiexie smiled, a black metallic tail lifted high from behind her pretty buttocks, like a scorpion tail thorn, emitting a black light. Floating in mid-air, twisting back and forth, left and right like a cobra head.
Her image is really beautiful and dangerous, exuding the strange charm that suffocates countless men.
She drank the red wine, throwing the cup out of the way, and steadily landed on the coffee table. The whole process was like a cloud of water.
"Huh ~"
The scorpion tail attacked like a poisonous snake, and pierced fiercely towards Wang Yan. Once solidified by her, even with Wang Yan's current strength, it will never be better.
"How do you know if you don't try?" Wang Yan laughed confidently and stepped forward, greeted with a simple punch. Although the practice time is not long, but in the boxing power, there is already a master's demeanor.
For a time, the two were fighting together. Wuya Ange's movements are ghostly and ghostly, and the phantom is heavy. Every attack is attacked by surprise, and it is extremely deceitful.
And Wang Yan's moves are all clever and unpretentious. The fists and feet seem simple, but they show a force of overbearing dominance. As directed by the explosive bear, if the power is strong enough, there is no need for too many fancy moves, as long as the enemy is strong, it can be clever.
The two of you come and go, and they play very beautiful, but it seems that no one can help anyone. Of course, neither Uya Ange nor Wang Yan came up with real killer skills.
But Wang Yan is getting more and more excited, and the strength gradually increases between his fists and feet. The air shuddered with every punch.
Suddenly, after Wu Ya's Ange blocked Wang Yan's punch, he suddenly reversed seven or eight steps and hit the wall, his face pale, and a spit of blood spouted. No, to be exact, there was a black, smelly blood.
Wang Yan was taken aback and hurried forward to help her. I thought I was punching too much, but when I smelled a pungent smell in her blood, I immediately understood that she was in a wrong state.
I took a clean piece of cotton cloth to help her wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth and scolded her face: "An Ge, are you injured or poisoned? Obviously your body is wrong, why should you fight me?"
"Coughing ~ It is poisoned." Wu Ya Ange's pretty face is white, and Mei Mei turned towards him. "Originally I thought that even if you were poisoned, it would be fine to bully you. But I didn't expect you It's been progressing so fast. It seems that even when I'm in full bloom, it's not easy to want to win you. "
After hearing this, Wang Yan glared at her angrily: "You are so restless when you are poisoned! Why not go to the unit for treatment first? You even ran me here to play."
"Cough, I didn't hear the news that you and Nanlian got hooked up. Are you jealous and want to destroy it." Even if Wu Ya'an was injured, she was full of witch Fan Er, said with a wink "Look, my sister has been injured. The pure yang in your body will definitely help me heal. It is better to double repair it."
double? Double ~ repair! ? Double your soul head. Where can we allow double repairs this year? Holding hands is already the limit. Kissing your mouth is a big risk.
"Cough cough!" Wang Yan blushed and nearly spit out blood from his old mouth. I really wanted to throw this witch from the upper floor for a hundred. People blame the milo, you blame auntie. Angrily picked her up, "Don't talk nonsense, I will take you to the unit infirmary for treatment."
The in-house medical office of the National Bureau of African Affairs not only has all kinds of medical facilities, but also has a special treatment plan for the superpowered.
"Cough, do you plan to carry me to work like this?" Wu Ya Ange suddenly smirked and glanced down, "Wear this one?"
Wang Yan looked down subconsciously, and his face suddenly stiffened. It turned out that I had been wearing a nightgown after bathing myself. I just played around, I was so excited, I did n’t know when the belt was loose.
It is conceivable that when the two were fighting, they didn't know how much ice cream was eaten by Uya Ange's eyes. It's awful that she didn't remind herself that she was a terrible aunt.
"Squeak ~" Little Ferret jumped on Wang Yan's shoulder and dropped a white eye at him, and then put out a shy expression very flexibly.
Straight Wang Yan grabbed it by the neck and threw it from the terrace. This little thing, hasn't he seen it all over his body? It's time to install! ?
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Time goes back two hours.
In the medical office of the East China Branch of the National African Bureau, there is a smell of disinfecting water. After some examination and diagnosis, Wuya Ange lay on the hospital bed and hung drip. This is no ordinary drip. The bottles are filled with a variety of nutritional agents suitable for superpowers, as well as venom neutralizing agents.
It's just that Wu Ya Ange at this time, his face is covered with a trace of rich black gas.
Both Wang Yan and Feng Yuande are in the ward, listening to a gentleman in gold glasses.
"It is corpse poison in Wuya Ange." The glasses doctor said indifferently, "It's just that she has been suppressing no attack with demon power. Before discussing with Wang Yan, the corpse poison in the body lost control and quickly spread to the whole body. I gave her a shot just now, and with this bottle of salt water going down, I can basically control the spread of corpse poison. "
"Nonsense."
Feng Yuande, carrying his hands, was relieved. Afterwards, he snarled and reprimanded, "Are you both children? Do you know that you have been poisoned, and you dare to mess up, don't die?"
Wang Yan's scalp felt numb, and he said in a hurry: "Senior Feng, this is all my fault.
"Feng Bureau, it's none of Wang Yan's business." Wu Ya Ange on the hospital bed struggled slightly. "He didn't know that I was poisoned by corpse, I was too careless."
"Huh ~ You are all talented superpowers, you can better protect the safety of the country and the people if you live alive." Feng Yuande looked a little bad, turned and said solemnly to the doctor, "I remember that corpse poison is not It's hard to understand. Why can't you get rid of the corpse poison on Uya Ange? "
"Feng Bureau, cadaver poison is usually a combination of neurotoxin and mycotoxins, and it also has a part of pathogenic bacteria. The variety is ever-changing. And it will continue to evolve." The doctor of glasses put a silver needle between his fingers and raised his hand. A flash of silver flashed through, and pierced the carotid artery of Uya Ange.
A trace of black gas spreads upward along the silver needle, eroding the silver needle at a speed visible to the naked eye, dyeing it dark.
He pulled his finger away, the silver needle flew back into his hand, sniffed gently at the tip of his nose, frowned, "This is a variant of corpse poison, it is very diffusive and aggressive. I need some time to target it Research. What I can do now is to control the spread of her corpse poison as much as possible. "
Wang Yan can see from this hand that this spectacled doctor also seems very simple. Think about it, how can a doctor who can serve as an attending physician in the National African Affairs Bureau and treat all kinds of intractable diseases for superpowers simply?
Seemingly seeing Wang Yan's doubts, Feng Yuande introduced: "This is Dr. Gong Xingyu, not only from the origins of family studies, but also spent ten years traveling through the Western medical world. He truly achieved the strengths and weaknesses of both sides. The world is known as a wonderful medical doctor. Some time ago, I went to the World Super Medical Summit, so you have never seen him. "
"Hello, Dr. Gong." Wang Yan shook hands with him respectfully and politely, "Miss Ange's health, please."
"No need to be polite, this is Gong's job." Gong Xingyu shook his hand and looked at Wang Yan with curiosity, "Listening to Feng Lao said, Mr. Wang Yan is not only a rare pure Yang constitution, but also Cultivated a pure Yang true fire? "
Since Mr. Feng said to him, it can be seen that Mr. Feng trusts Dr. Gong very much. Wang Yan nodded honestly and said, "Isn't it pure Yang's physique? I don't know very well, but I did build some pure Yang true fire."
"Can you give me a drop of your blood? Don't get me wrong, our Gong family has been tracking and researching Chunyang's physique for thousands of years." Dr. Gong said with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, "My father asked for inflammation that year. I respect the blood of an adult. Unfortunately, the technology was not developed at that time, and many high-tech medical instruments have not yet been developed. I cannot study the pure yang physique from a higher scientific level. And I am too shallow to dare to seek inflammation Respect the blood of adults ... "
Want your own blood again?
Wang Yan narrowed his vigilance in his eyes and glanced at Master Feng. He is very respectful of the old man. What's more, Uncle Pao donated a drop of blood back then, and it should be no big deal.
Seeing Feng nodded, Wang Yan agreed.
Dr. Gong's face was overjoyed, he took a drop of blood with a blood collection needle, and then sealed it like a treasure. Then he made a request and wanted to see Chunyang's true fire.
Of course, such a small request, Wang Yan does not have to refuse. When the hand was raised, a ray of white flame rose from the fingers, and the flame danced slyly, raising the temperature and light in the room a lot.
"Okay, okay! Surely it's pure Yang true fire." Dr. Gong nodded with satisfaction, "If there is pure Yang true fire, it's much easier to handle. According to the data, the pure Yang true fire and the bright glory can be overcome All evil spirits in the world. But in terms of destructive power, the true fire of the pure yang should be above the glorious fighting spirit. "
The glare of excitement in his eyes, as if he could see the true fire of Chunyang with his own eyes, has been a great luck in life.
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