The City of Terror

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Usually, the building materials and other things needed to renovate a small island are only ten times more expensive than ordinary land.

Wei Xiaobei calculated it and found that from the purchase of the island to the formal settlement, the money spent at least 20 million US dollars.

Looking at his wallet again, Wei Xiaobei could not help but shake his head.

Although in Denmark last time, I borrowed a million euros from the future earnings of Huaxia Shenyao from Huang Kun’s mother Zhou Rong, but the expenses of 7788 are now less than 500,000. The euro is over.

As for the income of Huaxia Shenyao, it will take at least two months before it can settle with Zhou Rong.

In short, Wei Xiaobei is now two words, no money.

Of course, it will take a long time for the auction to be held. The ancient Roman armor that Wei Xiaobei commissioned the auction company can still earn more than 20 million yuan, but that is Huaxia, which is more than four million dollars. .

You need to make more money!

After setting a goal for himself for a while, Wei Xiaobei took his mind back and focused on the statue in his hand. He turned his right hand and the knife cut a piece of sawdust from the statue.

From morning to afternoon, and even at night, for twenty consecutive hours, until the next morning at five o'clock in the morning, the semi-finished carvings in Wei Xiaobei's hands will be less than half.

Wei Xiaobei regards this carving as a kind of tempering for his own heart.

In fact, after taking the soul of the ostrich last time, although Wei Xiaobei ruled out the influence of the undead, but the soul was strong, there was some discomfort.

Well, Wei Xiaobei also knows that the appearance of these discomforts is normal.

From the beginning of birth, the soul and the flesh are closely related to each other.

If the flesh is too strong, then it may be difficult for the soul to control the flesh. This situation is similar to the fact that the power is too large and the agility is low, which makes the control of the power problem.

As for the soul stronger than the flesh, then these discomforts will occur. For example, the spirit is too strong, the body feels too sensitive, itching, etc. It feels a problem, and even can feel the uncomfortableness caused by a mung bean under the scorpion.

So come. The soul and the flesh need to re-run.

For Wei Xiaobei, this natural running-in process will affect its own strength.

After Wei Xiaobei came into contact with the sculpture, he was surprised to find that the engraving process, which requires concentrating on the input, can speed up the process of running in.

It should have taken at least two months of running-in, if a lot of time is spent on carving. Then the running-in time should be shortened to less than half a month or even lower.

In this way, Wei Xiaobei will be so sleepless and forget to eat, and put a lot of time into the sculpture.

Of course, this engraving seems to be more useful for its own use than the handicrafts of sugar painting.

The statues that have been engraved for most of the time are collected, and Wei Xiaobei washes them, standing for a while, and practicing boxing.

Although the problem of not practicing the hands for three days will not appear on Wei Xiaobei, this is the basic skill to enhance the realm of martial arts, usually under normal circumstances. Wei Xiaobei will take some time to stand and practice boxing, so as to slowly improve his martial arts realm.

After that, after breakfast, Wei Xiaobei called Xu Feiyang's phone. Not long after, a black ordinary car stopped at the alley of the outer door of the martial arts hall.

When Wei Xiaobei came out of the car, the secret base of the investigation team was really speechless.

In those net-text novels, such a state secret institution, whose base is either set in an inaccessible wilderness, hollows out a mountain. Outside is the military restricted area used to cover up, and inside is an underground city, or it is set in what downtown area, disguised as a trading company or something.

The secret base in front of Wei Xiaobei turned out to be a mental hospital.

Is this too much, right? Wei Xiaobei suddenly produced a feeling of seeing an abnormal human research center.

Seeing Wei Xiaobei's face is a bit weird. Xu Feiyang, who came out to meet, was a little too embarrassed: "No way, this is the best cover. I am the vice president of this mental hospital. No matter what, um, the president of the hospital is really real. I am internationally acclaimed. If you need it, I can take the initiative and pay 20% off medical expenses."

Your sister!

Your eye sees that I need this treatment?

Wei Xiaobei almost spewed out an old blood.

But then again, after Xu Feiyang said this, Wei Xiaobei’s weird feelings about this mental hospital also disappeared a lot.

Of course, normal people usually don't come to such places, so Wei Xiaobei's weirdness is understandable.

Xu Feiyang introduced the road and introduced it to Wei Xiaobei.

"This is the clinical department building, which has an emergency room, a psychological counseling room, a preventive health room. Here is the medical technology department building. The pharmacy is here. Well, here is the inpatient area. The place we are going to is behind the inpatient area. ”

Xu Feiyang just finished saying this sentence and saw a doctor in front of a doctor who was yelling at the doctor rushing to the side, and a man wearing a patient suit behind him was catching up. There were two doctors behind him. , two male nurses.

"The patient behind is crazy! Help me stop, thank you."

The doctor who rushed to the front was already running pale, quite a bit out of breath. After seeing Wei Xiaobei, they couldn’t help but rushed for help.

Wei Xiaobei didn't think much. He reached out and went to the nerve patient who was throwing at the doctor.

The neurological patient is just an ordinary person. Even if he looks at Wei Xiaobei, he can't escape.

The finger presses gently on the neck, and the neurological patient suddenly loses his body.

"Dr. Zhang! Wrong, wrong!"

Seeing that the neurological patient fell, the two doctors who were chasing behind could not help but yell.

Wei Xiaobei also heard a little confused, but his movements were not confused, and he reached out and grabbed the doctor before.

The reason is very simple. The neurological patients have fallen down. But the doctor has to continue to flee. Is this unclear?

The doctor still wants to struggle, and Zhangkou bites it toward Wei Xiaobei.

Wei Xiaobei was bitten by him, and he saw that he struggled so hard. He simply reached out and pressed his neck and stunned him.

"Acupuncture?"

At this time, Xu Feiyang, who was somewhat worried by this series of changes, whispered out.

Wei Xiaobei did not respond to Xu Feiyang’s scream, but turned his attention to the latter two doctors.

This is indeed not acupuncture. Don't look at Wei Xiaobei, which is already a martial arts realm above the middle level. However, I haven't learned anything about the legend of acupuncture.

The reason why it is dizzy is that Wei Xiaobei is so dark that he presses the other's arteries. After the sprint, the blood flow accelerates, and the arteries that supply the brain are so pressed, naturally they are unconscious. The past.

"Doctor Zhang, wake up and wake up?"

The two doctors were busy, Xu Feiyang looked at it, and some hesitantly introduced to Wei Xiaobei: "This is the doctor in the inpatient department. How does this doctor wear the clothes of the patient?"

In fact, it was the call of the two doctors. Wei Xiaobei understood it and seemed to be mistaken.

This mental patient should be a doctor. I am afraid that the doctor I am holding should be a mental patient.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei's face was slightly red, and the first two steps, a light press on the doctor's person, the darkness immediately revealed, stabbing the doctor gently for a while, it slowly Woke up.

The doctors and nurses who had looked at Wei Xiaobei with some glare had been stunned before, but they could never wake up. Now when Wei Xiaobei reaches out, he will wake up Dr. Zhang and understand how much. This young man Looks young, I am afraid it is not an ordinary person.

After several doctors and nurses saw Xu Feiyang, the vice president, the doctor was completely awakened.

After Xu Feiyang asked, he couldn’t help but laugh.

The doctor who ran ahead was actually a mental patient named Pan Zhengen.

Dr. Zhang originally went to the inpatient area to visit the hospital. As a result, Dr. Zhang was accidentally attacked by this mental patient, stunned and then exchanged the two clothes.

However, this mental patient was not skilled in the way of hitting people. As a result, just after changing the clothes, Dr. Zhang woke up and then chased all the way.

In the end, it was the situation that Wei Xiaobei saw.

After the mental patient was sent back to the ward, Wei Xiaobei was a little curious to ask.

It turns out that this mental patient is somewhat different from other mental patients.

On the surface, there is no problem with the spirit.

Even if you ask questions most of the time will be normal, but if you ask some of the more specific questions, then there will be problems.

For example, the mental patient has already awakened, and Wei Xiaobei spoke to the patient through the small window of the door.

"What is your name?"

"My name is Wang Delong."

"How did you get in?"

"They said that I got mentally ill."

"Do you have any mental illness?"

When I heard Wei Xiaobei ask this question, Pan Zhengen grabbed his hair and thought about it: "No, is there such a normal mental illness? In fact, they caught the wrong person, hehe, but no way, who told me luck. Bad, no one believes in telling the truth now."

In the face of Pan Zhengen's counter-question, Wei Xiaobei could not help but be stunned.

Indeed, this guy is acting too well. If the name is not wrong, just let it go. I am afraid no one can know that he is a mental patient.

Wei Xiaobei has some doubts. This guy will not really be a normal person, playing himself?

Seeing the doubts on Wei Xiaobei’s face, the doctor couldn’t help but laugh, and then asked a question: “What do you think you are?” (To be continued.)