The killing system in my brain

Chapter 263 Where Have I Been?
Seeing the rescue team rushing to the plane for treatment, Cui Jian pondered for a while, turned around and left quickly. He must not reveal himself. If someone found out that the brocade box was in his hands, there might be an interception around him. Going out of the Li family's siege, if he falls into the pursuit of overseas evil forces, it is easy to say that he has narrowly escaped death.

These guys don't abide by the rules like Huaxia. After practicing martial arts, with the help of hot weapons, the lethality erupted by one person is absolutely terrifying. It can be said that as long as they are trained properly, they are all at the level of an agent.

"What a broken box, so many people died!"

Cui Jian, who was resentful all the way, walked like the wind, avoiding the large and small villages and towns he encountered along the way, and went to no-man's land. He saw that this land belonged to the territory of Mongolia. He didn't know which direction the plane crashed in. I know, I can only choose a direction to leave at will.

This walk, traveling at full speed day and night, only felt that the more we walked in this direction, the temperature became lower and lower.

Cui Jian, who passed through a small forest, came to a small stream, looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no danger, he held a small stream of water in his hand and looked at it carefully. After the water in his hand had no impurities, he drank it do.

Only then did he sit comfortably on the ground with his buttocks. At this moment, Cui Jian is covered in tatters and a beard. He has not slept for more than a week. This is even worse than galloping to Tianren Mountain. Along the way, Cui Jian almost scraped the ground to search for prey. Hares, pheasants, and even wild boars he encountered all fell into Cui Jian's stomach.

The most important thing is that this journey needs to be vigilant at all times, and even needs to be clumsy to cover up his whereabouts. The mental pressure is quite heavy. If the willpower is not upgraded to 20 points, Cui Jian is really not sure whether he can persist.

What he wants to do most now is to find a safe place to sleep well.

After resting for a while, Cui Jian simply took off his clothes, jumped into the creek and rubbed off the dirt on his body, and then washed some tattered clothes with satisfaction. After putting them on wet, he encouraged His cheeks were shaking, the blood in his body was shaking, and his whole body was exuding amazing heat. His clothes were steaming hot and straight up. After 3 minutes, Cui Jian was like a deflated ball. He wobbled and took two steps before standing still. Shape, it’s good to move the qi and blood well, but it can’t be too long in the initial stage. If it continues, Cui Jian can last for 3 minutes at most to erupt. In the first move, it bursts out with the move, like a superficial touch, otherwise, if it continues to burst out, not to mention whether the blood can continue to burst out, the body can't stand it.

The biggest function of qi and blood is to wash the body when carrying it, making one's body stronger and stronger, and then transcending the world. This is the original idea of ​​researching qi and blood.

"It's been almost 1000 miles."

Cui Jian murmured to himself, it took more than a week to get here day and night, the biggest problem that slowed him down was bypassing the city.

Recently, the further he walked, the colder he felt, so he had to stop. He planned to find a gathering place in the town.

After walking for dozens of miles, until late at night, Cui Jian regained his spirits, and suddenly saw a brightly lit city.

He quickly walked in and took a look, staring at a signboard, he was stunned for a while, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Finally, he exclaimed.

"Why is this in Russian?!"

It took half an hour to enter the city, and Cui Jian looked around decadently. The blond-haired and blue-eyed pedestrians and men and women are really blind now. This place is Russia, and the people around them speak in a Russian-specific way. Thick retroflex.

He had to find a way to get to China. Cui Jian was about to cry at this time. Well, he chose a random direction and ran to Russia. Cui Jian was beating his chest and stamping his feet. He must be going to the deep mountains and old forests. Only then did he cross the Mongolian border and enter Russia without realizing it.

Cui Jian heaved a long sigh. Tonight is hopeless. Tomorrow, I have to find someone here who can speak English or Chinese to ask how to get back.

After scanning around for a while, Cui Jian followed a man who looked like a homeless man and squatted not far away.

Seeing the homeless man looking over, Cui Jian smiled, and the homeless man also smiled kindly.

After saying hello, Cui Jian planned to lean on the corner of the wall to make ends meet for the whole night, and look for it tomorrow, but it really didn't work
As soon as he gritted his teeth, at worst labor and capital marched for tens of thousands of miles, and he didn't believe that he couldn't go back!

After resting on the back for a while, Cui Jian raised his head suddenly, and saw the homeless man coming over with a thick dress in his hand, and handed the clothes in front of him.

Cui Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then responded in English, "Is this for me?"

The tramp stuffed the clothes into Cui Jian's arms, muttered something in Russian that he didn't understand, then turned around and sat in the original position.

Cui Jian stared at this scene in a daze. The homeless man gave him the only thick clothes he had on his body, while he himself suffered from the cold wind in the middle of the night.

He suddenly felt that the thick clothes were extremely heavy. Cui Jian got up silently, and after stuffing the clothes back to the homeless man, he took out a few wet RMB from his pocket and stuffed them into the homeless man's arms.

Then quickly turned around and left, ignoring the yelling of the homeless man, Cui Jian walked for a few more streets, looked left and right for a while, and made sure that no one was squatting here with him, so he found a corner where few people passed by to lean on The cold wind in the middle of the night does not feel at all to Cui Jian now, and if the homeless man loses that thick clothes, he is afraid that he will catch a cold and have a fever, but for the homeless man, this kind of disease is very serious. It might have killed them.

They are bums.

Cui Jian heaved a long sigh. In the world, there is evil and there is good. The two are opposites and one is indispensable. It has been an unbreakable truth since ancient times.

He planned to squint for a while, the people in this place were not hostile, and the behavior of the homeless man gave him a pretty good impression.

After squinting like this for about ten minutes, Cui Jian moved his ears and heard the sound of high-heeled footsteps, from far to near, and then stopped in front of Cui Jianjian. He could not help but smell a strong scent of perfume .

He couldn't help but frowned slightly, opened his eyes and looked up, stunned for a moment, there was a beautifully dressed woman in front of him, and what surprised him the most was that it was an Asian face with quite the make-up. Exquisite, it is not difficult to see that this woman has a good foundation, but her expression is a little haggard.

Cui Jian didn't speak, just stared at her, watched the woman take out the wallet from the bag, took out two coins and stuffed them in Cui Jian's arms, then turned and left slowly.

(End of this chapter)