According to Ivanov's logic, drinking is to allow the stomach to absorb alcohol. After alcohol enters the blood, it paralyzes the nerve center and makes people drunk and happy.
Vodka is distilled alcohol, and 52% is naturally a pure spirit. When I drink it, Bing Bing Liang Liang is not as strong as white wine. It enters my mouth and slides into my esophagus with the strong alcohol flavor.
It's not until the wine enters the stomach that it makes people excited. When the fierce man saw Chen Mo and Ivanov clinking bottles, he blew half of the bottle in one gulp. He wanted to imitate, but for the sake of his life and cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems, he took a sip and put down the bottle with a grin.
"How is it?" Ivanov grabbed a piece of sizzling and oily bone marrow with his bare hands, picked up the garlic on it with a dagger, blew on it and stuffed it into his mouth.
The rich aroma of garlic, meat, marrow fat, and butter are all mixed together. It’s a taste you’ll never forget.
The fierce man couldn't say anything except giving a thumbs up. Chen Mo picked up a bone and blew the garlic and bone marrow into his mouth.
Finally sucked the bone.
"Absolutely." Chen Mo swallowed the bone marrow and drank another mouthful of vodka, enjoying himself. The fierce man also went to get it, but as soon as he took it, he was so hot that he screamed and couldn't help but threw the thing out.
Putting his hot and sore fingers on the wine bottle to cool down, the fierce man cursed: "You can't feel your hands, right?"
"I can passively absorb internal energy and kinetic energy without feeling anything." Ivanov shook his head.
“After I came back from mining, I didn’t feel much about the temperature anymore.”
"..." Neither of the two people in front of him can be considered a normal human being. Ivanov sucked the bone marrow into his mouth and looked at the fierce man: "Are you also a superpower?" The fierce man nodded depressedly: "Yes."
"Then why are you not a combatant?"
"My power has nothing to do with combat. It is a search-type power. It is far inferior to yours."
"Pheromone tracking?"
"Yes, but it is much more versatile than ordinary pheromone tracking and can be tracked hundreds of kilometers away." Mengren explained: "Time is also different from normal pheromone trackers. The limit can even sense a year ago. .”
"This is a very strong power. It is no worse than Chen Mo and I's power, but it is not suitable for frontal battlefields." Ivanov put down the bottle: "It is widely used, and its relative strength will be poor. Your powers are probably easily blocked, right?" The fierce man became more energetic. He picked up a bone with fire pliers and brought it to him: "Yes, it is easy to be shielded. If other pheromone powers find that the source of the signal is very Easily erased."
"Here, stretch out your hand." Meng Ren didn't know what was going on, but he still stretched out his hand. Ivanov's big hand clasped the palm of the fierce man, and then, purple light lit up from Ivanov's chest.
Like wave transmission, the light rushed towards the fierce man. The fierce man felt excruciating pain all over his arm, and his skin instantly cracked, like fish scales being peeled off.
"Ah ah ah ah... it hurts. Let go, you're going to die!" The fierce man jumped up and tried to break free from Ivanov's grip. Unexpectedly, Ivanov's grip was tighter than the pliers, and the fierce man threw him away. His own hand bones were ringing, and he couldn't get away from Ivanov.
Chen Mo watched without saying a word. Ivanov has no reason to harm Meng Ren, and he can feel slight energy fluctuations now. It is obvious that Ivanov is sending superpowers to Meng Ren.
Just... don't know what to do. After about ten seconds, the fierce man rolled his eyes in pain, tears tore his clothes, and he climbed to his shoulders before stopping.
Ivanov finally let go. The fierce man sat on the ground, holding the left hand that Ivanov had just crushed and moaning in pain.
"Are you okay?" Ivanov picked up the bottle.
"Do you think I'm okay? I...ah!!! I'm going to fry!" Cold vodka poured down his arm, and the fierce man's unfinished words turned into a scream.
No matter how cold the vodka is, it is still strong alcohol... The alcohol touches the arm, soaking the tender flesh along the cracks, causing tremendous pain.
Not long after, the fierce man lay on the ground like a dead fish. Chen Mo really couldn't sit still.
"This is?"
"Oh, I've strengthened his energy level. Even if it's not level three, it should be about the same. Now his powers can't be blocked so easily." The fierce man was about to cry without tears.
Brother, why don't you say hello? You don't even say hello and you just come here and do it cruelly. At just a moment, he really thought he was going to die.
"Then my arm is useless?" After a while, the fierce man stood up holding his left arm, his face pale.
The condition of his left arm was now comparable to that of the sole of a foot in the final stages of athlete's foot. The cuticles were rolled up high, exposing the tender flesh inside, and the slightest touch was painful.
"No, just wait until the dead skin fades away." Ivanov picked up the bottle and continued drinking as if nothing happened.
Chen Mo smiled bitterly and motioned for the fierce man to take a seat.
"Although it hurts a bit, thank you anyway." The fierce man took a big gulp of vodka, spat, and added: "No, thank you so much." Ivanov laughed.
"There is an old saying that birds of a feather flock together. You and Chen Mo are the same kind of people." Meng Ren lit a cigarette for himself with one hand.
"No, you and Chen Mo are the same kind of people. You can both let me see my breasts."... Donghuang's medical soldiers removed the cuticles on Meng Ren's arms, thus exposing the tenderness inside. Flesh, the pain is unbearable.
Breaking Bad mixed several war-ready drugs to create a blue-green healing mucus that looks highly toxic.
In the eyes of the fierce man with disbelief, Breaking Bad dug out a large piece and ate it, indicating that this thing was absolutely safe.
Seeing that the maker himself was full of confidence, Meng Ren calmly applied it on the tender flesh of his arms. It has to be said that Breaking Bad has two brushes. After the ointment he made is applied to the tender meat, the burning pain will soon disappear. Because of the ingredients of borneol and menthol in it, it even feels cool. .
Just when Meng Ren was about to ask the medics to put a bandage on the ointment, Breaking Bad burped after taking the ointment, fell to the ground and began to foam at the mouth.
The fierce man hurriedly took off the half-bandage and frantically put his hand down and rinsed it under cold water. Chen Mo also angrily grabbed Breaking Bad and prepared to ask the grandson why he poisoned him.
As a result, before Chen Mo could attack, Crazy Ivan and Robot Boy also started foaming at the corners of their mouths. However, the situation was better than that of Poison Master, at least they were not lying down yet.
The two of them held their chests and vomited until the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Hannibal's expression turned out to be exactly that. Chen Mo looked at this handsome middle-aged blond guy in his forties.
"what happened?"
"They saw a wild mushroom that looked like Hericium, so they boiled it in the soup." Hannibal said expressionlessly, "I said it was poisonous, but they didn't believe it."
"..." Chen Mo looked at the Breaking Bad Master who was still spitting foam in his hand: "Isn't it a problem with the ointment?"
"The medicines he mixed are either for pain relief or anti-inflammatory. Of course it's not a problem with the ointment." Meng Ren had just finished washing his hands, and his nose almost twisted with anger when he heard these words while holding his burning arms.
"Then why didn't you say anything?"
"You didn't even ask." Hannibal spread his hands.
"..."...prepared potions to induce vomiting for the poisoned people, and after giving the simplest nutrient solution, Hannibal was about to return to the camp to sleep, but was stopped by Chen Mo.
"you are a doctor?"
"Well, I was a doctor before I entered Alcatraz."
"What department?" Hannibal smiled.
"If you're not in the hospital, you're running a rogue clinic." Chen Mo handed Hannibal a cigarette.
"How did you get into Alcatraz Island?" Hannibal declined Chen Mo's cigarette. He never smoked or drank.
"The patients who cannot be saved can only continue to feel pain when they are left in the world, but some people don't want to see them die." Hannibal said with a smile: "I relieve their suffering."
"Did you eat them?" Hannibal didn't respond. Chen Mo took back his cigarette: "Aren't you afraid of prions?"
"Prions are not viruses, but a type of small non-immune hydrophobic protein that can infect animals and replicate in host cells. The human body does not show immune effects to prions, does not induce the production of interferons, and is not affected by interference. . Its biggest threat to humans is that it can cause degenerative lesions of the central nervous system and eventually death." Hannibal still smiled: "It is also generally believed that eating infected animals can slowly cause disease through accumulation, especially if it can Cannibalism or similar behaviors that cause prions to accumulate over generations, such as the kuru disease that occurred on a small island in the Pacific on the old home planet. Authoritative medicine calls it protein superposition, saying that this is the last bottom line for mankind... But I I don't think so." Chen Mo felt dizzy after hearing this, and he began to regret discussing this kind of issue with Hannibal.
"The reason why people are human is not to abandon the risk of cannibalism and disease, but because they have the concept of morality in their hearts, know the moral principles, and abide by the moral bottom line." Hannibal looked at Chen Mo: "Just like those People who know that their relatives and friends will die but still try to save them are not human beings."
"..."
"I wanted to know if their hearts were dark, so I did a lot of autopsies." Well, Chen Mo understood, this was a psychopath.
And he is also a psychopath who thinks he is righteous.
"The answer is no. Their heart structure is completely the same as that of ordinary people, and they are also human beings. But they would rather a living person they have known for a long time die without dignity, and would rather spend tens or hundreds of thousands more for treatment. I don't want to admit my mistakes openly and give them dignity." Hannibal raised his head and looked at the dark night sky: "Why?"
"Aren't they rescuing people?"
"Ah...yes, rescue for forty-eight hours. As long as he does not die within forty-eight hours after the injury, it cannot be regarded as a work-related injury." Hannibal looked at Chen Mo: "So they will try their best to prolong the death time of the patient or the injured, even if they know that they cannot save him or her. Alive. All that was left were grieving family members and a body that was unrecognizable in order to maintain life." Chen Mo did not speak this time.
So that's it. In a sense, Hannibal is just, but this kind of justice is too abnormal.
"Are you a superpower?"
"Level 1."
"What is the superpower?"
"Absolutely precise. I am very good at both close combat and surgery." Hannibal flashed the scalpel in his sleeve: "I know a little bit about assassination." Chen Mo frowned: "I need to know that you will treat all team members, and It’s not like you think someone has committed a lot of crimes before and kill him like a messenger of justice.”
"Of course, I know you have a lofty moral bottom line, so I followed you." Hannibal lowered his head to Chen Mo: "Captain."
"A noble moral bottom line?" Chen Mo sneered. His hands were soaked in blood, both guilty and innocent.
He's really not a good person.
"I have been in Alcatraz for five years. I know that this is your second time in Alcatraz."
"so what?"
"I had doubts about your identity when you first entered Alcatraz Island. After all, even Shang Feng had never enjoyed such strict control. After you left, I learned from watching the Zhongbei News that you were the evil-minded Ye Ye. Xiao, a warrior who dared to shoot at the Jianqing Conference to face injustice and face a bleak life." Hannibal smiled and said: "Not bound by the law, acting according to what you think is just, I think we are the same kind of people. "Chen Mo did not respond.
"So I started asking the prison guards to bring in an expensive newspaper every week and searched for news about you through the Central and Northern Headlines. In the past three years, I have never stopped."
"..."
"I know that you died while mining, and then you refuted the rumors, and you were falsely accused of a series of legendary events such as the mine explosion and even the overthrow of the city government. Shang Feng also praised you very much." Hannibal's eyes flashed with a strange light.
It's nothing more than worship and yearning. Chen Mo interrupted his nonsense.
"Who is Shang Feng?"
"He's the crazy brother everyone calls him." Chen Mo became somewhat interested.
"Do you know how he died?"
"He was poisoned by Fu Chunlei." Hannibal knew the prison area very well: "The method was very secretive. He replaced the capsules that Shang Feng often took with an ancient antibiotic. Shang Feng didn't know it, and after eating Then he drank as usual, and in the eyes of the quack doctors in the prison area, Shang Feng died of alcohol poisoning." Chen Mo said curtly.
He never expected that he would kill the wrong person, and the real murderer would go unpunished and become his local emperor on Alcatraz Island.
"You don't need to blame yourself. As long as you are willing, this kind of thing will never happen in the future." Hannibal bowed: "I believe that as wise as you are, you will definitely be able to see my value to you, and I am willing to do everything I can for you. thing."
"Not for me, but for Task Force Pinghai."
"No, just for you." Hannibal said sincerely: "In return, I would like to ask you to do something for me." Chen Mo shook his head.
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms."
"My personal abilities are outstanding. As long as you do this favor for me, I will be your most loyal subordinate. I think this is very valuable." Hannibal did not give up: "If you are willing to contribute some effort and work hard for you, I will definitely It's different." Chen Mo gave up the conversation and yawned to go back to sleep. He had to train with Ivanov tomorrow morning.
"In Jiangyin Xiacheng Forest District, there is a huge underground laboratory in the original eco-city project. Ac has an internal stake in the laboratory and was carrying out a secret project five years ago." Hannibal said calmly to Chen Mo's back To: "This secret plan, codenamed Phoenix, is inextricably linked to you or the people around you. And my goal of revenge happens to be related to them." Chen Mo paused as he left, and slowly turned around Come here.
Under the dim light of the planetary belt, Chen Mo stared into Hannibal's eyes.
"who are you?"
"A frustrated black clinic doctor."
