Qingchen looked at the black spider: "Do you know what those taboos are? Who is in control?"

Black Spider said, "Know a part."

"very good."

At this time, Daya had already wrapped the shroud, and everyone was waiting for the result in an hour.

At some point, Qingchen still had hope in his heart. After all, Boss He had special cancer cells, which made him still have some fantasies.

But Qingji, who was standing by, said: "I know what you are thinking, but even cancer cells will die immediately after they leave the human body. They can only survive if they are placed in a special Petri dish or some animals with low resistance. People die, they are dead, and it is impossible for people to die and cells are still alive."

Qingchen didn't say anything, of course he knew this, but he just wanted to give it a try.

While waiting, Zard's voice came from afar: "Uncle, come with me, he is here, I saw him just now."

Daya's face changed!

He lowered his voice and said to Qingchen, "I'll leave first, don't contact me if you're fine. This idiot Zard will give you this, I don't want it!"

As he said that, Daya turned around and ran away.

However, how could he run better than Li Shutong...

In the flash of lightning, Li Shutong suddenly disappeared from Zard, and everyone felt a gust of wind blowing.

When Li Shutong appeared again, he had already twisted Dayu's ears and walked slowly deeper into the woods: "What is the relationship between you kid and Chen Ningzhi?"

Dayu roared angrily: "Let go! Hey! It hurts! Your ears are almost twisted off!"

Li Shutong was not that pretentious. He was really ruthless when he treated Dayu. Qingchen and the others were stunned.

The cold and arrogant Dayu was pulled away by someone's ears. What a rare scene. Qingchen turned his head to look at Qingji: "Did you bring your phone? Please help me take a photo."

Qingji: "I've taken it."

Li Shutong took Dayu and walked farther and farther away until even Qingchen could not hear the sound.

After a brief relaxation, Qingchen asked, "Have you reached an hour?"

Qingji said, "It's here."

Qingchen took a deep breath: "Open it."

Qing Ji gently lifted the shroud, but Boss He inside was still lying quietly, without a heartbeat, no pulse, no breathing, nothing.

Qingchen was silent for a long time, and he suddenly said, "Purse me with a shroud, and my ribs will recover in an hour."

"Um."

Qing Ji slowly picked up Boss He, and then asked someone to wrap Qingchen with a shroud.

The thick black shroud was like a dark curtain on the stage, covering the light and light and Qingchen.
Chapter completed!