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In the afternoon, the sun is just right.

The little black cat hummed, trimmed the shrubs in the garden, and made them into the shape of a fat and cute cat.Although there is an automatic pruning machine, as long as the whole green plant is scanned and the 3D pattern is set, it can be repaired automatically. The little black cat obviously prefers this manual method.

Suddenly his optical brain rang, and he couldn't help nodding his head when he saw the call.

"Brother Jerry..." Mark said with a serious face, "This is a business matter, not a private matter." He quickly explained, "...His Royal Highness has encountered a conspiracy, and we are in the rescue." He reported the address of the cinema.

"...Okay, okay, I understand, thank you - sir!" The little black cat hung up the light brain, turned its head, and saw the serious Mina.

"Let's go right away. Call Will and the captain to respond." When the little black cat received Mark's optical brain communication, Mina happened to be in the room, so he heard everything.

It's not enough for someone to rob him of his son, how can he tolerate such a thing?He has always acted vigorously and resolutely, leaving as soon as he said.

"Yes!" The little black cat had to report this matter to Mina and let Mina make arrangements.

A circle of people surrounded the explosion site of the movie theater watching the smoke billowing into the sky. In fact, the damage was limited. Except for the abnormal mess in the building, only a few people were choked by the smoke and burned.

Mark poked his head out of a window in a hurry, saw the license plate, and waved to the little black cat: "This way!" His face was pale.

The little black cat felt bad about having a cold war. Along the way, he and Mina kept calling Milan Bamboo's optical brain, but there was always "no signal". injured?"

"Mr. Mina..." Mark didn't expect that the little black cat was not the only one who came. After a moment of surprise, Mina, who had practiced his skills, directly bypassed him and rushed into the room.

"Milan, Ben—" the voice stopped abruptly.

The smell of blood was strong, and there was indeed a lot of blood dripping on the ground.

No Milan, no Bamboo.

There was the body of a stranger, with a panicked face and a smashed chest.

And... broken clothes and pieces of minced meat.

The meatloaf was not terrible.A broken piece of clothing stuck to a piece of meat isn't scary, but it was Milan's outfit this morning—what does that mean!

Light red flesh, white bone balls, and broken hearts, human hearts.

Even though he had never been a mercenary or seen a bloody scene, Mina knew very well that there was no need for any first aid for an open wound of this degree: how could he live without a heart!

"...The genetic test report came out, and it matches the previous one. It's Your Highness." Someone's voice sounded.

"...Your Highness?" Mina turned around and raised his voice, "He is my son!" The son who only went out yesterday and had contact with the empire for one night!

Mina grabbed the opponent by the collar and pressed the whole person against the wall, full of aura: "Where is his body? And where is Bamboo?"

His eyes were red, and he went crazy.Caring is chaotic, after so many years of separation, after so many years of searching, how long did it take to reunite!Those who can maintain their sanity at this time are either plants or dead people!

The little black cat also got in through the window, couldn't help taking a breath, turned around decisively, and asked Bamboo directly for help.

——That's right, when he couldn't get in touch via communication, he immediately thought of what happened to Bamboo in his spiritual power world.

How long can a person live with a broken heart?

If the left ventricle ruptures, people will die within a few minutes, but if the right ventricle ruptures, the persistence time will be longer, and it will not exceed half an hour.

The blood rushed out continuously, and Milan let out a rapid "hehe" sound from his throat. Who could have imagined that death would come so quickly and suddenly.

He was hugging Bamboo 10 minutes ago, they were kissing half an hour ago, he just ate Bamboo's love breakfast four hours ago, they just started their love period, and they just came out of various bumpy states a few months ago To leave, live a stable and happy life with Mina's father...

"It's a pity that you don't have the habit of bringing a bodyguard when you go out." The strange visitor smiled, and the consequences were enough once.

Milan looked back and saw the waiter who brought him in before, struggling to stand up from the corner, with a painful face and blood on the corner of his mouth.

——The assassin didn't know what method to use. At first he seemed to leave but didn't. He restrained his breath and lurked in the room. Finally, he succeeded with one blow.

Steady, accurate, ruthless.

It is easy to ruin a person's life.

Milan didn't make the opponent feel better either. While feeling bad, he also concentrated his energy and attacked the opponent, which was the cause of the opponent's injury.

However, the other party still had the strength to hold the gun and walked towards him silently.

I'm dying?

--No!He can't die!

He just found out Bamboo's identity, and he wants to live happily with Bamboo. He hasn't found Drucker's father yet, and he doesn't want to make Mina's father more sad.

...But he is going to die...

Suddenly, a figure flickered in front of him, and a cloud of blood burst out from the assassin's chest. He fell down, and a paralyzed face appeared.

Bamboo.

Milan smiled lightly: "I... am going to die?"

"how come."

The moment the bullet passed through Milan's chest, Bamboo felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his paralyzed face twitched twice.

Very good, very good, he now knows how Milan felt when he died in the dream.As a human being, Milan is truly remarkable.

The lives of those with strong talents are much more tenacious than ordinary people. No matter how serious the injury is for a master with high talent, as long as the brain is not damaged and he is treated in a short time, the possibility of surviving is quite high.It's like he once cut off the head of Master Olier and put it on again, and the master was still alive and kicking afterwards.

Milan wants to become stronger quickly, but now Bamboo regrets using this stimulating method very much.

As soon as he concentrated, he had already stood behind Milan, holding his partner in his arms.

"Milan, you don't want to die."

"yes……"

"You want to marry me, you want to love me, you want to see me every day."

"Um……"

"Use your mental power to make up your body." Bamboo said, "Mental power stimulates the development of mitochondria, accelerates cell growth and metabolism, and I will provide oxygen. You just need to focus on recovery."

He bowed his head and kissed his partner.At the same time, he pulled Milan's hands over his broken heart.

Hang in there, Milan.

If you can't hold on...

How many people in the world can touch their own heart?

Milan endured the severe pain and closed his eyes to concentrate.

He doesn't want to die, he has 1 reasons to persevere, spiritual power, spiritual power!

In Bamboo's eyes, the colorful spiritual power is beating, and the light gathers in the heart. Cells grow and differentiate, myocardial fibers are stretched slowly, nerves and blood vessels grow like trees, red and white blood cells continue to flow, valves are rebuilt, and the heart The chamber was restructured... Slowly, a heart beat powerfully in the chest cavity.

The lung lobes are not to be outdone, and even the muscles, nerves, and bones of the upper body are slowly but firmly regenerating and growing.

In a blink of an eye, red, white, and white are all messed up, all of which are discarded flesh and blood replaced by regeneration.

... Milan, sweating profusely, opened his eyes and looked in surprise at his bloody hands, and, despite the bloody mess, his chest was intact.

It was only then that Milan realized more deeply than ever how extraordinary a person who can use this wonderful method is.

"Bambu? You..."

Bamboo was obviously nervous: "You said that no matter what I am, you love me. I'm not a meat lizard, nor a human, but we can live in a human way."

"I don't care what you are."

Bamboo was so nervous that he didn't realize it, and continued to say: "...We are partners. The spiritual marriage contract has been established, and the human society will not be divorced for 15 billion years..." Before the word marriage was finished, his mouth was covered. Milan blocked.

The whole person was wrapped around Milan's limbs.

Together with his spiritual power, he was also entangled by Milan's spiritual power.

Not only that, Milan could feel his spiritual power surging.Yes, he got stronger.After becoming stronger, I understand better what Bamboo means by "strong". There is still a big gap between him and Bamboo.

But that doesn't matter, he entangled Bamboo with his stronger mental power, and worked harder and harder.

The entanglement of the body is a trivial matter, Bamboo can still control it, the body is made by him, strictly speaking, it is also his "thing outside the body".This is the reason why Bamboo was able to persevere because they have not been too much.

In contrast, mental entanglement is... fatal.

Bamboo's whole body was "on fire".

He adjusted his mental state, carefully catered to Milan, and tried to create a synergy.

The effect of the same frequency of mental power is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two, it will be a hearty storm... Wait!

The footsteps were disorderly, and someone came again.

Bamboo cleverly shielded the outside world from Milan's hearing: "Let's leave." He didn't want to be interrupted halfway, so the place where he would never be interrupted...the figure disappeared in place.

And when the two of them left, they would definitely not tidy up the room. This is what Mark and others saw when they arrived.

How did the assassin hurt Milan, and Bamboo let the other party enjoy the same level of treatment once. As for whether the man who tore off the breastbone and blown up the heart can still live, haha.

The self-righteous stranger and his six subordinates were inexplicably crying, hugging their thighs when they saw anyone, and explaining everything from bedwetting to what they had for lunch.

And the discarded flesh and blood of Milan, obviously, remains.

Bamboo blocked everything from the outside world, so he forgot the possibility of Mina calling the optical brain.

He hugged Milan and fell on a big bed in the blink of an eye, and the big bed was in the bedroom of the Hercules.

"Bamboo..."

"Milan..."

The hot body, and, the hot mental power, wave after wave, one after another.

The Zola Star Cluster Glazed Sea has magnificent turbulent waves, and the Stormy Sea at the end of the universe has brutal meteorite storms.

Milan drove the spaceship through the Glazed Sea, adjusted the course in the Stormy Sea, and experienced the beautiful and dangerous situation that ordinary people can't understand in their entire lives.

However, at this moment, he felt that the above two places were too gentle.

Bamboo's spiritual power expands, melts, envelops him, burns him, and leads him to gallop across the boundless space, coming and going at will.There is no physical restraint, no range limitation, and freedom.What is the dangerous action of fighting, what is the dangerous operation of the mecha, constant weightlessness, overweight, acceleration, deceleration, centripetal, centrifugal... the irregular movements become regular after capturing a certain excitement point, and the mind Colorful fireworks flashed by, and he "grabbed" Bamboo, couldn't help but let out a hearty cry, and as expected, "heard" Bamboo's happy and excited response.

Trembling with mental strength, they completed a communication on the same frequency.

It turns out that the peak of pleasure can be reached without using the human body.