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Text Sixty-seven, being polite and not being polite

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    "Anna Sui, why do you insist on coming here?"

    A foreign man came out of the shop on the street, his face was full of displeasure, this guy was also one of the four people who besieged Hu Huan and Zhang Mingyu.

    At this moment, he changed into a costume that was out of tune with the priests around him. The black priest's robes gave him a somewhat mysterious air.

    The Asian woman smiled in a low voice and said, "It's still rewarding!"

    The foreign man who looked like a priest snorted coldly: "It's just a child, he was lucky last time."

    The Asian woman shook her head, and decided not to share the "latest information" she had just obtained with her companions. They were not an organization in the first place, but because of this mission, they formed a temporary team and were not close enough at all.

    The foreign man who looked like a priest changed the subject and asked pretending to be concerned: "The boy's spiritual power bullet is very poisonous, you are not in good health yet, you should go back and rest quickly."

    Anna Sui smiled back and said, "Thank you! I really need to go back to rest. This poison is very sinister. I may have to go back and ask the chief instructor to completely get rid of it."

    The foreign man who looked like a priest said with some pride: "It's better to fly directly to Europe. Any of our cardinals can get rid of the blood poison."

    Anna Sui did not speak. She was hit by two spiritual bullets. Although she was not directly killed due to her strong physical fitness, she was also severely injured.

    Especially red blood poison, which is extremely difficult to deal with. Even with emergency measures, it still cannot be expelled, and can only be temporarily suppressed.

    Fortunately, red blood poison is a common spiritual poison, and all countries have some methods.

    She sighed, and suddenly her throat felt sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of red blood. This mouthful of red blood was absolutely abnormal.

    After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Anna Sui's face turned red, which was not normal.

    The foreign man who looked like a priest hurried past, helped his companion, and the two walked away quickly. Turning the corner, there was a car with a special license plate, and the two drove away.

    A few minutes later, a person who looked like an aunt came over and used the broom in hand to gently smear the ground. The ground seemed to have been wiped by an eraser, and the bright red blood stains slowly disappeared bit by bit.

    After dealing with the blood stains on the ground, the aunt wandered away, looking no different from the cleaners that can be seen everywhere on the street.

    Hu Huan touched his armpit, where there is a pistol, he had actually thought about it just now, and suddenly drew his gun at the Asian woman, and fired one after another.

    But in the end, there was no such opportunity.

    He glanced at the silent Linghuyin beside him, and asked, "Why did that woman look fine just now?"

    "My spiritual bullets are also pretty strong!"

    Linghuyin smiled lightly, and said: "If it's not for the awakened ones who are physically oriented, you might really be able to send them to the west with a bullet of spiritual power."

    "But Anna Sui is a professional of the second-tier warrior family. Like Yan Xiaoxi on your side, she is a soldier. Her body has been strengthened. It is not surprising that she can take a hard hit."

    "Not to mention"

    "Didn't you also beat the wrestlers who are stronger than the soldiers to death?"

    When Linghuyin said this, it meant a lot. He actually didn't understand why Hu Huan leapfrogged and killed Hercules.  Three to five minutes.

    But Linghuyin didn't intend to get entangled in this kind of thing. The battles between professionals are often full of strange things. Who knows which god Hercules didn't burn incense today?

    Hu Huan sneered, and said a little embarrassedly: "That's not what I mean, I just want to know why she doesn't seem to be poisoned at all?"

    "My spiritual bullet"

    "Is it compressed by red blood poison?"

    "Red blood poison is a unique spiritual poison on our side. The blood coral king snake only appears in the mainland, so they all have some emergency measures."

    "I see!"

    Hu Huan muttered secretly: "Next time I will use other types of spiritual power bullets."

    Hu Huan really has another kind of psychic poison-shengjincai!

    Although the golden centipede's spiritual power is weak, as long as he is given enough time, he can also condense twenty bullets of spiritual power.

    "Switching Sheng Jincai's spiritual poison, it should be able to penetrate the soul and kill the enemy directly."

    "Or one shot of red blood poison, one shot of golden color, the two poisons are combined into one, and the hair is powerful."

    In fact, Hu Huan also knows that this is notThe problem of toxicity is that his own spiritual power is not enough. Although he has GR-level gas-eating insect swarms, his spiritual power is still not comparable to that of a real second-level professional.

    The spiritual power provided by the gas-eating insect swarm must be sufficient in quantity, but the quality cannot keep up.

    If he was really a Tier 2 professional, Anna Sui could be killed with a single bullet of spiritual power. Even a strong warrior like Hercules could still be killed, and he wouldn't let the opponent last more than ten rounds.

    Linghuyin actually had a good impression of Hu Huan. After all, he was the one who brought Hu Huan to the capital. In order to save his comrades, Hu Huan went to intercept the gas-eating insects alone, which he appreciated very much.

    This time, Hu Huan beat Hercules to death, which made him look even more favored.

    This time, it was Linghuyin who insisted on keeping Hu Huan without any punishment.

    As the number one person in Tier 3, he is not far from Tier 4 professionals, so the higher-ups want to sell this face.

    "Replenishment complete!"

    Hu Huan let out a sigh of relief. This time he only replenished fifteen rounds of spiritual power bullets. He was not that tired, but it still showed that he was a little mentally weak.

    After all, Linghuyin is a three-time professional with keen perception, so she couldn't help but wonder why Hu Huan suddenly looked tired.

    He whispered, "Did you get injured in the battle?"

    "If you feel something is wrong, go to the treatment department as soon as possible. Our Qianlong army has our own special treatment methods."

    Hu Huan shook his head and replied, "I'm fine."

    He thought for a while, and added: "I was charging Shell 28. When I was fighting Hercules, I used up all the spiritual bullets."

    It was only then that Linghuyin came to a sudden realization, and said: "Shell 28 can hold up to 21 rounds of spiritual power bullets. With your current level, it really takes a lot of energy to be able to compress one or two rounds of bullets a day."

    "Let me help you compress a few rounds."

    "No, really no!"

    Hu Huan was so shocked, how dare he use Linghu Yin to help him compress the spiritual bullet?

    First of all, the shell 28 is gone, and it has become a fetish card. Secondly, there are swarms of gas-eating insects in his body, and his spiritual power cannot match that of the awakened one.

    No matter how much the spiritual power of an awakened person mutates, it will not become the level of a second-tier professional.

    Linghuyin was a little dazed, and said, "Don't be polite to me."

    Hu Huan replied resentfully: "This is not polite. ?
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