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Chapter 130 Meeting
The silver MPV drove into the western suburbs.
The carpooling passengers left in a lively manner.
Lu Yaoguang smiled at them and said goodbye solemnly to such a lively scene.
Then turn the car around -
Heading in completely different directions.
The rain outside the window dripped and hit the windshield. After a long time, the wipers slid twice. In the distance, there were shrill sirens, and a steady stream of warriors were searching for suspects. The street lights cast strange shapes on the wet asphalt road.
Lu Yaoguang rolled down half of the car window.
He let the floating water vapor soak half of his shoulder.
He turned on the car radio.
The folk rock of the 70s flows slowly.
【Country roads, take me home……】
Lu Yaoguang showed a faint smile.
MPVs specifically target remote roads, moving like ghosts on unsupervised country trails.
Lu Yaoguang held the steering wheel with one hand.
Relying on his superb driving skills and the chassis he modified himself, he drove over a barren ridge on the last section of the road.
Arrived at a dilapidated factory building.
He got out of the car.
Open the trunk.
Amidst the low music, he pulled out a screwdriver from the glove box, found a small generator under the seat, then pliers, a cutter and a wrench. He cut open the bottom of the trunk, first took out the surgical instruments, then skillfully removed the groove baffle and threw away the disguised jack.
Then take off the protective mask.
He exerted force with his arms, and his muscles suddenly tensed.
Lifting the last heavy partition--
The unconscious Song Ling was stuffed in it!
When Song Ling woke up.
The door of the cab was half open and soft music was coming from the radio.
Country roads, take me home. To the place I belong……
Please take me home, back to my destiny in this life.
In a trance.
Song Ling saw the surrounding furnishings clearly and was extremely panicked!
He was tied up on a worn iron bed, the knots were complicated and skillful, and the other party had no idea how long they had planned this. He inserted a needle into his right hand, and a liquid with a strong anesthetic effect was being continuously poured into his body. The innate warrior's true essence that he was originally proud of was actually very little!
Lu Yaoguang walked over.
He spoke gently: "Hello, Song Ling."
Perhaps it was because Lu Yaoguang's eyes were unfathomable that Song Ling couldn't tell for a moment whether he was calling her or someone else using this name.
Song Ling asked hoarsely: "What are you going to do to me!"
Lu Yaoguang put on gloves. Due to the poor conditions, he did not wear the usual white coat, but only a raincoat. When he picked up the scalpel, Song Ling immediately knew what the raincoat was used for, to prevent blood from splashing - to prevent his, Song Ling's blood from splashing on the other person.
Song Ling was horrified.
He gritted his teeth, used the Song family's secret method, mobilized his remaining true energy, and twisted his body to resist.
Lu Yaoguang reminded patiently: "Don't move."
Song Ling's strength barely returned. He looked at Lu Yaoguang warily. The other party was too strange. After regaining the initiative, his first reaction was not to use his martial arts advantage to kill the other party, but to try to escape.
boom!
This time, the bullet showed no mercy and went straight through his lungs.
Song Ling staggered, something blocked his nasal cavity, and large drops of blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.
Lu Yaoguang connected him to saline solution and said in a steady voice:
"Don't waste your bullets. It won't be long, it will be over soon."
The remote factory soon returned to peace.
Lu Yaoguang has good eyesight, but in order to perform the surgery in such a simple environment, he still wore specially equipped frameless glasses.
Apart from the slight sluggishness in his movements, he was like an excellent doctor.
The subcutaneous tissue, fascia and muscles that would make ordinary people dizzy at the sight of them were precisely cut under his scalpel. That was the result of reading countless human body structure diagrams and practicing repeatedly on the corpses of Xuan Chuang captives.
Song Ling was under general anesthesia, but he was still conscious. He shouted hastily: "Wait a minute, before you attack me, have you ever thought about how to face the wrath of the Song family--"
The voice suddenly stopped.
Song Ling looked at him with an expression of extreme horror.
"You-you actually want to dissect my Dao Seed?!"
Lu Yaoguang looked calmly at Song Ling's opened chest.
An ordinary person would have fainted and died with such injuries.
Song Ling has managed to hold on until now.
His vitality is tenacious and strange.
On the right side of his chest - among the complex tangle of muscles, diaphragm, visceral spaces and connective tissues, there was a black "seed".
That is the supreme "Tao Seed" of the Song family.
The so-called Tao seeds.
But it was a part cut off from the strange creature.
They planted strange things in flesh and blood and nourished them.
Use the meridians as the umbilical cord and the Dantian as the placenta.
They constantly absorbed "superb martial arts talents" from the strange monsters, and then used their own bones to erect a solid barrier for the fragile strange monsters.
They coexist with the weird all their lives.
Lu Yaoguang stared at the Tao seed buried in Song Ling's body.
When he was a child, he was still ignorant. There were countless times when he wished that something like this could appear in his body.
He lowered his eyes slightly and chuckled.
I never thought at that time that one day I would see it in this way.
Song Ling: "If you cut open the Dao Seed, Song Yang will definitely not let you go——"
Lu Yaoguang hummed.
Then the blade moved downwards, without any delay, and the strange creature was gouged out!
"Heart rate is 170 beats per second, systolic blood pressure is 160 mmHg, the weirdness in Songyang's body is the same as yours. Regardless of whether I attack you or not," Lu Yaoguang said calmly: "Songyang, you will definitely be able to sense the abnormality here."
“So, it makes no difference what I do.”
He wiped the scalpel gracefully.
"I am destined to be a desperado."
Lu Yaoguang pulled out Song Ling's infusion needle.
Song Ling's expression was pale.
As the strange thing was taken out, all his true energy was gone and his body functions declined drastically.
As for the cut open chest, Lu Yaoguang had no intention of sewing it up from the beginning.
He might die here.
Song Ling's lips trembled, and finally turned into a plea: "Save me. Don't let me die, do you want to become a warrior? I can tell you how to absorb the Tao seed--"
Lu Yaoguang smiled.
"Thank you."
"I know better than you."
"My name was Song Ling before."
Song Ling looked at him in horror.
His name is also Song Ling.
It's him, it's him!
How could a disqualified member of the Song family, an ordinary person, survive until now under such means!
Lu Yaoguang checked Song Ling's heart rate.
The final notice of his death was given.
"There are still 10 minutes left."
He looked down at his watch, walked into the cab and turned on the radio.
The gentle song floats in the rain.
Lu Yaoguang said softly: "I have something else to do, so I can't see you off here. Do you have any favorite music? I can do one last thing for you."
Lu Yaoguang waited patiently for him for three seconds.
Turn your head slightly.
"Since you don't need it."
"Well then. Nice to meet you, bye."
The man changed to another car and was about to head out into the rain.
Song Ling listened in a daze as the folk songs from the last century coming from afar.
To the place I belong.
Return to my long-awaited home.
He finally realized something and spoke with all his strength:
"You--you took my Dao Seed in order to return to Dongting Lake. So that's how it is--only those who carry the Dao Seed can enter. So that's how it is--"
"Save me, save me. You can't go alone. Songyang has a thousand ways to make you die outside."
Lu Yaoguang turned around in the rain.
Nod.
"really."
"But, that's my business."
Song Ling struggled on the bloodstained operating table. His violent fluctuations in consciousness before dying finally made him figure out the whole thing!
"You are going back... to take revenge on them!"
"You can't do it!"
"No matter how powerful you are, you are just an ordinary person!"
Lu Yaoguang lowered her eyes.
"Maybe."
“In life, just do your best.”
“Even if I can’t get revenge, at least I have to see the truth with my own eyes and see what is underneath Dongting Lake.”
When looking back again.
There was already his usual peaceful smile.
There are also some unspeakable regrets.
The second car was very different from the MPV that drove over.
Lu Yaoguang had no time to waste. He quickly entered the driver's seat and turned the car key.
Then his body froze.
In his passenger seat.
There is another person sitting there!
His eyes were like lightning, and he looked coldly—
But when he heard that familiar voice, he was slightly shocked.
Chu Yan: "Hello, Lu Yaoguang."