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In the dim dungeon, He Jinqiu slowly opened his eyes.

He had a long dream.

In my dream, I was still the new recruit. I just arrived at the recruit company. I ran five kilometers across the country for the first time and went straight to spit it halfway...

He also dreamed that he was taken to the target by the squad leader for the first time. He thought he could finally touch the gun, but all the recruits stood in the range with guns without bullets for four hours.

The squad leader also called it training their patience. Don’t think about touching the gun all day long when serving in the army, but first hone your will.

At that time, everyone really wanted to die.

In his dream, He Jinqiu dreamed of all the things he hated the most at the beginning.

But these are the things that are now as sweet as sugar.

It's so strange.

At this time, his hands were still bound by vine ropes, and someone used an iron hook to pass through his collarbone, hanging him half in the air.

The weight of his whole body was pressing against the two clavicles, and he felt a severe and heart-wrenching pain... but he could not compare with the pain of the continuous division and continuous fusion of cells.

But what's even more strange is that the wound on the collarbone did not shed blood.

He lowered his head in the air, looked at his gray body, then raised his head and showed his fangs, and roared at the Lao Wu sitting in front of him.

But the sound is no longer a human voice, it is more like a wild beast.

In He Jinqiu's brown eyes, his pupils had turned into the vertical pupils of a wild beast, and everything was moving towards the worst direction.

Lao Wu sat in front of him and said boredly: "I thought Boss He from Jiuzhou could give me some unusual surprises after injecting the medicine, but he turned into this beast-like ghostly look. It's a pity."

He Jinqiu continued to roar as if he didn't understand what he said, as if he had even lost his memory.

Lao Wu smiled and said, "Come on, get him a dead mouse to see if he is like other gray-skinned monsters, eating all kinds of flesh and blood."

A soldier approached with a mouse carefully. He handed the mouse to He Jinqiu's mouth, but the next moment, he saw He Jinqiu's legs swing hard in the air, and quickly approached the soldier and clamped the other party into his legs.

Lao Wu was stunned for a moment. He saw the gray-skinned monster holding the soldier's legs and sending it to his mouth, biting the soldier's neck, and biting a piece of meat.

Lao Wu ignored the soldiers' death and applauded: "It's wonderful, I still have such powerful physical strength after being held by Tengsuo, which is interesting!"

Lao Wu stood up: "Since I have become a wild beast, it will be worthless. I will waste my trip that trip... If it weren't for catching you, maybe Joker wouldn't be the third one to take over the body."

Thinking of this, Lao Wu was furious. He raised his whip and whipped He Jinqiu.

The whip is made of soft metal wires. Every time he hits it, a deep blood tank will be left on He Jinqiu's body, but the transparent liquid flows out of the blood tank, not red blood.

At this time, Lao Wu's phone rang, and Duke Baiyin said on the phone: "Don't kill He Jinqiu, I'm still useful."

"I know, brother," Lao Wu whipped a few more times to vent his anger, then turned around and left.

With a bang, the door of the dungeon closed.

He Jinqiu was hung in the air and swayed slightly. On his lower face, his eyes, which were originally vertical pupils, returned to normal.

But he was a little confused. Why didn't he become a monster? He didn't even expect the feeling of flesh and blood.

Just like a normal human.

It seems that at the moment of coexisting with cancer cells, he entered a magical realm...

In that dream, he was dangerous.

It seems that as long as someone in the dream says to him, give up and regret it, he will become a monster.

However, the old squad leader in the dream always had a simple and crude way to pull him out of his decadence.

Don’t want to run five kilometers or ten kilometers? The old squad leader pulled him to run, and he couldn’t stop.

Don’t want to stand in a military posture? Let’s beat you up first.

Don’t want to fold the quilt? Do a hundred squats first, and then continue folding the quilt.

Don’t want to practice horizontal bars? Then go and run ten kilometers!

He Jinqiu felt like he was in a cycle in his dream. The old squad leader was entangled with his ghost, just not letting him give up.

Whenever he said he didn't want to join the army, the other party would practice him until he vomited, so that he didn't have time to think about these things...

Eighty percent of the psychological shadows left by He Jinqiu after joining the army came from Zheng Yuandong...

Finally, on the afternoon when He Jinqiu was going to the peacekeeping force, he packed his luggage and was about to leave. However, Zheng Yuandong suddenly came to ask him: "Do you still regret it now?"

He Jinqiu said he would not regret it anymore and dare not regret it anymore.

Dreaming ends here.

The pain and beauty in the dream helped him maintain his mind.

Or to be precise, the old squad leader helped him keep his mind.

Awesome.

He Jinqiu examined the differences in his body, his long and sharp nails and fangs in his mouth.

There is also a heartbeat sound in the body, but it is very weak.

He could not feel the existence of the Qingyuxin Sword, but he felt the extraordinary power in his body. If he had to take off the rope and the hook on his collarbone, he might be stronger than before.

He saw that the whip marks he had just been whipped by Lao Wu had healed quickly in just a few minutes.

Is this the power of cancer cells?

At this time, He Jinqiu recalled what Lao Wu said before.

Take over the body Joker...

This group of black knights actually... took over Qingchen?!

This may be the only thing to be happy about in two days.

So, the third brother I met when I was taken down from the airship just now was Qingchen after disguised.

When the other party sees him, he will definitely come to rescue him. There is also a demigod and eleven A-levels here. Not only that, this is also the base camp of the Black Knights, with fierce war robots, countless drones, armed helicopters, and floating airships.

If you want to save someone here, you will probably die for a lifetime.

No, you can't wait for Qingchen to come to save him, you have to save yourself.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! It’s not that He Jinqiu was arrogant and thought that he would definitely escape from here, but that Qingchen had been in danger for him once, and he didn’t want to owe another favor.

If you look like this, don’t implicate others.

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In the headquarters of the Black Knights above the dungeon.

Duke of Silver sat on a soft leather sofa, holding a cup of amber whiskey in his hand and swayed slightly, and opposite him was a drama master in a black robe.

The master of the opera said, "Where is the poisonous wine glass? After taking it for so many years, it should be back?"

The Duke of Silver asked curiously: "What poisonous wine glass?"

The master of the opera sneered: "Want to break the contract?"

Duke Baiyin shook his head: "It's not that I want to break the contract, but that you break the contract first. According to the agreement, you will hand Joker to my hands, but suddenly there is an accident. The fifth princess, the master of the royal family, actually wants to take Joker away!"

The Master of Mother Frown frowned. The disgusting thing about this matter is that the king did not explicitly say that he wanted to kill Vera, so Vera is still a member of the royal family and a member of the Master of Mother Frown.

If Vera takes action, it means the royal family takes action.

The drama master said solemnly: "The poisoned wine glass is very important, and Joker is already in your hands. I hope you can carefully consider this decision and not cause disaster for yourself."

The Duke of Silver laughed: "Threatening me? It's useless. You can kill me and let your seven ancestors lie down for a few hundred years, and they may wake up naturally."

This poisonous wine glass is impossible. You must know that once the Roosevelt royal family gets the poisonous wine glass, they can summon seven old monsters to fight for the desperate attempt at any time.

Seven Demigods of the Descendants of the Drama, who can stand this?

Even if these old monsters survive, they can only die in one battle.

But this thing is like a nuclear deterrence. As long as it exists, the Duke of Silver's plan to establish a country in the Eastern Continent will not be implemented.

But how did this poisoned wine glass come to Duke of Silver?

More than two hundred years ago, the Seventh Princess of the royal family fell in love with the Duke of Silver. The Duke of Silver played a role with the other party and took the Seventh Princess around, which made the Seventh Princess fascinated.

The royal family did not agree to the marriage, so the Duke of Silver lied to the Seventh Princess and said that as long as you steal the poisoned wine glass beside your father, he would be forced to agree to the marriage.

Afterwards, the Seventh Princess actually stole this poisonous wine glass for him.

After getting the poisoned wine glass, Duke Baiyin turned against him. The Seventh Princess hanged herself under the condemnation of the royal family.

The master of the opera sneered and stood up: "It seems that the Duke of Silver still has no intention of handing over the poisoned wine glass. You used despicable means to get this taboo and hid it like a treasure... The royal family knows the real names of all of you."

The Duke of Silver drank the whiskey: "Then use your real name to kill me and let me bring all the secrets into the grave... But does the royal family know our birthday? If you don't know, you can only cause some trouble."

"Then let's wait and see," said the master of the opera and mission, "We can give you that Joker, and we can naturally destroy it. We know what you want to do, but that's just a delusion."

The Duke of Silver frowned.
To be continued...