Wonderful Immortal Doctor

At this time, Chen Wanli was taking a shower in the bathroom. In Mosangge, which was short of water, this was the highest treatment.

Watching Chen Wanli walk out shirtless, Adele was sitting on the edge of the bed, singing a song to coax the child.

The room is not big, more than enough for two people, but there is only one bed.

Chen Wanli lay down on the bed, hugged his shoulders and listened for a while, waiting for Adele to finish singing, and then said lightly: "I can probably guess what you are thinking, maybe you think I am a reliable person now.

But I have to say, you overestimate my ability to control myself."

Adele gently put the baby down, turned around and looked at Chen Wanli, her face flushed, as if she had drunk some wine.

"I never overestimate a man!"

Adele tilted her head and smiled. She could only comfort herself that at least compared to those mobs, the man in front of her was pretty good!

The linen cloth she was wearing to cover her body had long been thrown aside, and her two pale arms naturally reached out to hug Chen Wanli's waist.

It was just like being on a motorcycle, except this time there was no baby between them and the man was completely naked.

I have to say, in Mosango, where there is only yellow sand, ruins, and bullets, this woman looks particularly gentle!

It was pressed against Chen Wanli's chest, with a hot and seductive elasticity.

"Don't wake the child, okay?" Adele's lips pressed against Chen Wanli's neck.

Chen Wanli smiled, suddenly raised his hand and put his fingers on Adele's forehead, pushing her onto the bed, but did not take any further action.

Adele waited for a long while, her eyes gradually becoming clearer as she went from confused.

"I'm not in the mood today. And neither are you."

Chen Wanli sat up from the bed and shook his head: "I'm not an animal. I can't just pull any female here and breed with her!"

After saying that, he threw the quilt into the corner: "You, sleep there."

"..." Adele stood there in a daze for a moment, tears welling up in her eyes. Finally, she said thank you and went to the corner with the child in her arms.

Chen Wanli lay on the bed and soon fell into a state of meditation.

White beauties like Adele are indeed attractive in this remote and uninhabited place.

But Chen Wanli doesn't like other people's wives.

In particular, Adele, perhaps to alleviate the guilt of betraying her husband, got herself drunk. Her charming yet sad eyes really made Chen Wanli lose interest.

He is not a gentleman, but he is indeed sentimental.

But he still thinks highly of himself. Tang Yanran, Shu Yiyan, Tang Huohuo, which one of them doesn't have fair skin, beautiful faces and long legs, and he is the only one in their hearts?

Hearing that Chen Wanli seemed to have really fallen asleep, Adele couldn't believe it. After being alert for a moment, she also fell asleep from exhaustion.

After sleeping for about three or four hours, there was a knock on the door.

A short-haired woman came over with a stack of documents and handed them to Chen Wanli. Perhaps because she had received a notice, she did not speak French, but fluent English, and deliberately slowed down her speech:

"This is what the general asked me to pass on. Also, the general said that you can choose any weapon you need, Curry!"

The short-haired woman is a standard black beauty, but unfortunately, Chen Wanli cannot appreciate dark skin and his expression is very cold.

He just said "oh". He was not very interested in guns. Most of the time, guns were not better than the long sword in his hand.

However, it was wartime after all, so Chen Wanli didn't mind making an extra preparation: "Then take me to the armory to have a look!"

The short-haired woman led Chen Wanli into the entrance of another underground passage. Compared to the ground, the underground passage was well connected, like an air-raid shelter. It was safer to store supplies there than on the ground which was always bombed.

At the door of the armory, a man with brown pupils was staring at Chen Wanli. Like Bai Xiong, he was a rare white-skinned person.

Seeing Chen Wanli walking to the door, he did not avoid him, but looked at him provocatively.

The other two black men stood beside him, looking as if they were enjoying the show.

Chen Wanli tilted his head and looked at the short-haired woman: "How is your girlfriend?"

"No. He's White Bear's friend. His name is Anthony.

By the way, a friendly reminder, the rebel organization you are going to is one that the headquarters attaches great importance to this time. He joined as a mercenary, and perhaps he will act with you tomorrow!"

The short-haired woman said in a low voice.

The man seemed to have heard the conversation between the two. He grinned at Chen Wanli and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The short-haired woman frowned and said only: "Anthony, please move aside. Don't forget the general's order. No one is allowed to cause trouble in the base!"

Anthony grinned and moved aside the door.

The short-haired woman walked towards the warehouse door.

But Chen Wanli suddenly said, "Wait! Wait a minute before we look at the gun!"

As he said this, he suddenly walked towards Anthony and, in front of everyone's surprised eyes, suddenly threw a punch.

"I'll let you make some stupid gestures!"

The fist hit Anthony's stomach hard.

With a dull thud, Anthony was knocked back.

Anthony is a Russian, and his strength is no less than that of White Bear. White Bear is a person who has awakened his physical strength, while he is a Russian genetically modified warrior.

His genetic modification is aimed at pain removal, agility, and strength.

In some ways, he is more comprehensive than White Bear.

Chen Wanli took action, and the two people next to Anthony also moved. The guy closest to Chen Wanli suddenly raised his foot and kicked Chen Wanli with a fierce and fierce whip kick.

Unexpectedly, Chen Wanli still punched out, hitting his leg bone with his fist. After a cracking sound, the guy's leg broke.

The last man, at lightning speed, raised a large gun from his waist and aimed at Chen Wanli:

"Are you looking for death?"

Chen Wanli paused and narrowed his eyes.

Originally, he just wanted to teach his uncooperative teammates a lesson, but when the gun was pointed at him, everything was different!

At this time, Anthony had also rushed back. He was extremely fast, holding a Desert Eagle in his hand and thrusting it directly at Chen Wanli's chin at close range.

"I was going to kill you tomorrow! But now you're looking for death, so I'll give you a ride now!"

Anthony's face was full of anger and he was waiting for Chen Wanli viciously. White Bear was his friend, and Chen Wanli should pay with his life for cutting off White Bear's arm.

As long as he pulled the trigger, the bullet would pierce Chen Wanli's throat and lift the top of his head.

Even if he had heard of Chen Wanli's battle record, so what?

He is not an ordinary soldier. No one can take his gun away with his reaction speed!

Unless the bullet can’t penetrate Chen Wanli’s chin!

Chen Wanli looked at Anthony calmly, put his tongue on his lips, and spit on Anthony's face.

Anthony was furious and pulled the trigger.

However, at this moment, a silver light flashed before his eyes, and then he and his right hand holding the gun fell to the ground.

Chen Wanli sneered. He was just a third-level Grandmaster, yet he dared to challenge him.

Little did people know how many people of this strength had died at his hands.

At the same time, the guy who was confronting with a gun suddenly remembered to shoot.

There was a loud bang of gunfire.

The short-haired woman was dumbfounded. She really didn't expect that so many changes could happen in just half a minute.

The general's guest is going to die here.

At such a close distance, it is impossible for a professional soldier’s bullet to miss!

It certainly didn’t miss.

The bullet hit Chen Wanli in the chest.

However, in the stunned eyes of several people, they saw that the bullet seemed to have hit a thickened steel plate, leaving only a mark before falling to the ground.

"You...you!" Anthony's face was full of disbelief. As far as he knew, Da Xia's warriors, superpowers, and third-level genetic warriors might all have ways to dodge bullets.

But absolutely no one can stand being shot at and remain unscathed.

What kind of monster is this? Could it be a fourth-order genetic warrior?

Or do the warriors of Da Xia have some special skills that make them fearless of swords and guns?

"Die!" Chen Wanli grinned.

"General's rules are not to use force..." Anthony yelled and retreated quickly.

"My rules are greater than heaven, what does a general count for?" Chen Wanli slashed with his sword, and two streams of blood mist splashed...