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Chapter 85 Just like the return of the deceased

Open, to the edge of the city...

Leaving the center of every inch of land and leaving the prosperous and orderly upper city, Riel, under the guidance of his subconscious, came to the lower city of Lington.

Along the way, Riel rushed all the way, and the red lights and speeding records he had passed were probably enough to revoke his driver's license twenty times...

[Extreme Effect Meme] He Shihuan made him the best driver in the world. Even if he stepped on the accelerator throughout the journey and made a terrifying roar, there was no traffic accident on the road.

Entering the lower city, everything started to become messy.

Without urban planning, the street buildings along the streets are like uncontrolled cancer cells that are growing and spreading wildly.

Everything wanders between black and white, smugglers, smugglers, gangsters, unemployed vagrants...

After Blue Star entered the 2050 era, the world entered the post-capital era where super-large companies monopolize.

In addition to a few special system countries such as Tianlong Shangguo, there is still a last bit of institutional control. Most countries on Blue Star have been eroded by super multinational enterprise groups.

From medical care to education, from catering to logistics, from entertainment to military, all industries are shrouded in the shadow of large groups of companies.

【Pan Siyin】, 【Ante】, 【Malvo】, 【Sirista】…

The behemoths are manipulating everything, and they suck everything in the whole world without restraint.

The old traditional industries went bankrupt and disappeared, and there were people who went bankrupt and unemployed every day.

The pace of times is too fast, and there is no time to stop and wait for them.

Either ride on the giant ship of the new era - joining a big company, or being swallowed up by the wave of the times and disappearing...

And these lower cities are ugly derivatives under the glamorous surface of capital society.

And those scum that are not working hard enough and unable to keep up with the pace of the times are excreted here by the exquisite and self-interested upper class.

Riel had no idea why he was fucking open to this ghost place, but his subconscious mind kept guiding him, and there would be the most reliable private clinic in the world...

After a flash of speed and passion, Riel's car tires were filled with white smoke and stopped in front of a pharmacy with a signature flashing with a strange light.

The lights here are dim and the hygiene level looks very bad. There are various privately prepared potions like witch secret medicines placed on the shelves.

As soon as I entered the store, a woman dressed in Gothic style behind the counter, looking at Riel lazyly with her smoky eyes dyed with her smoky makeup.

Then her eyes immediately widened and she screamed with mixed emotions as if she had seen a ghost.

"Oh my God! Why are you back? Fei..."

"Don't talk nonsense! My friend was seriously injured and almost lost. Where is the doctor!!"

Riel had no intention of quitting with the other party now and directly interrupted the other party's words.

Mithyson's fluffy yellow hair shook after being interrupted by Ryer's roar, and said, "The corner of his mouth, which was covered with black lipstick."

"Uh... Lao Wei is in the old place, you go quickly!"

A hysterical anger almost surged in Riel's eyes.

“Where is, lead the way!”

Mithysen looked at Riel in surprise, then waved to him.

"You...well, you haven't been here for some time, come with me!"

Follow Mithyson into the back of the store, as if he had walked into a courtyard before. There was a bunch of messy buildings hidden in the space behind the store.

Walking down an underground staircase, Mithysen took Riel to a dimly lit basement.

A strong and tough guy wearing sunglasses inside was sitting in a swivel chair watching the boxing match in the fluorescent screen.

Looking at the messy medical equipment around, and the underground doctor wearing a denim jacket drinking beer and watching boxing matches, Riel was almost broken.

[Fuck...what surgery can be done in this kind of black clinic? This is a ghost place where the fucking organ dealer cuts his waist!!!]

"Hey, Lao Wei, you have a patient, see who is coming!"

Goth girl Mithysen greeted the doctor on the recliner.

Vick, wearing sunglasses, saw Riel holding Momo with indifferent expression, and his hand shook on the spot, and the beer can slipped down and poured his crotch...

"you……"

"Don't worry! Treat my friends quickly!!"

He kicked the table and Vic sat on the swivel chair and slid to the edge of the operating table.

The operating lights turned on, and the white light illuminated the dim operating table.

While slapping the operating table confidently, Vick Yang Yang's chin with stubble and said in a tone of looking down on the heroes.

"No problem, put her on!"

Riel was not happy or sad at this moment, and carefully placed Momo, who had a weak breath on the operating table.

"Wow, there's a scoop on my head, but that doesn't matter. As long as I'm angry, I'll fix it right away..."

As he said that, Vick picked up the guy and started the surgery directly...

Without watching, Riel covered his face and walked out of the underground clinic and stood on the steps to get some breath.

Watching that doctor performs surgery on that kind of operating table is even more heartbreaking than watching the football game in Tianlong Shangguo...

Bang!

Mithysen patted Riel on the shoulder and said in a familiar tone.

"Hey, Fick, who is your friend?"

"ha?"

Riel frowned. [Fick] is his commonly used pseudonym. Not only is it used in games, but it is usually used when lying to outsiders about their names.

[Hey, I don't remember when this place has been here... Could it be that Momon said my name when he was in a coma?]

Seeing Riel frowning and a cold look on his face, Mithysen tactfully spread his hands and avoided the topic.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore. But seriously, after so long, we have been worried about you... How have you been doing in the past few years?"

Listening to the other party's words, Riel's eyes became more and more confused.

He thought desperately, trying to remember all the memories about the clinic.

However, except for the fragmented geographical information that overflowed from the car and some labeled impressions, Riel's memory seemed to be blank as if it had been washed.

"Sorry... I don't know what you are talking about, you... may have recognized the wrong person."

Seeing Riel's appearance, Mithysen quipped.

"Ha! It's pretty good, it's quite like that. After so many years, your eating skills are still not unfamiliar. If I hadn't known you for so many years, I would have known you since you smuggled over, and I almost got deceived by you, ha? Language performing artist - Master Fick."

Hearing these words, Riel stared at the other party's various subtle behaviors.

He concluded that this girl was either stupid and talking nonsense, or she was a fucking language performing artist.

Mithysen suddenly changed his mind and said seriously.

"To be honest, you shouldn't be dependent on the debts you owe to Lao Wei, right? Think about how many times he saved you when you were beaten up before... You should thank him well. Judging from what you are wearing now, I think you have made a good fortune..."

debt?!

Hearing this "text", Riel suddenly realized.
Chapter completed!
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