After taking a small sip of the potion of life, Millson's face quickly turned red.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"F * ck!"
"What the hell is this? It's even spicier than chili water!”
Millson strangled his neck and coughed non-stop.
Fortunately, Millson had been tricked and only took a small sip. If he had drunk the whole bottle, he would have died.
Although it was just a small sip, the feeling was no less than drinking a mouthful of insanely spicy chili water. To exaggerate, he could spit out fire right now.
After a while, Millson felt the burning sensation in his mouth and stomach slowly disappear.
After the bad effects of the potion of life, Millson felt as if his whole body was soaking in a hot spring. (Nonsense, whoever drinks a mouthful of chili water will feel warm.)）
Millson felt an indescribable sense of comfort. It was even better than a health care.。。Cough, cough, cough!
It was as if every pore in his body was emitting endless energy. Even the fatigue caused by the battle with the venom had disappeared in an instant.
Looking at the remaining half of the potion of life in his hand, Millson shivered and then quickly closed the bottle.
Although the taste of this potion of life was not very good, it could allow him to recover quickly. He would keep it for now. He would definitely use it in the future.
Although Millson didn't get anything awesome in his three draws, he wasn't discouraged. He felt that his future was bright. The days of punching Slayer and kicking eternity seemed to be waving at him!
"Indeed, the Luck Goddess is smiling. Drizzt is definitely having an affair with the Luck Goddess.”
Millson put the potion of life away properly. This potion of life was directly related to his future development, so he could not be careless at all.
After putting away the rest of the things, Millson patted his clothes a few times.
After changing his appearance from a scavenger to Brother Sharp, Millson walked towards the brightly lit downtown area in the distance.
The road had to be taken step by step, and food had to be eaten bit by bit. Future plans and ideas needed time to be put into practice.
Now, the first thing Millson had to do was to solve the problem of where to eat and where to stay.
He could no longer return to the house he had just transmigrated to. Who knew if those people who were chasing him would still be lurking around, waiting for him to fall into the trap.
。。。。。。
Millson's decision was very correct, because there was indeed a group of gunmen in black suits in the house where Millson had transmigrated.
A man in a suit with a slickback was sitting in front of Millson's computer, and behind him were several gunmen in suits. They all looked very disheveled, and some of them were even wrapped in bandages.
"So, that group of people has the same goal as us?”
The man in the suit frowned and asked.
"It should be, but they don't seem to have reached a consensus with the target. From our inspection, they should be trying to find the target as well.”
"In other words, we have all been fooled by the target. This damned bastard played an invisible trick and played both of us as fools?”
The man in the suit slammed his computer desk angrily.
The computer that had been on the computer desk turned black as the man with the slickback slapped it.
"Boss, this computer might help us find some useful information.”
A man in a suit with bandages on his hands reminded his boss tactfully. Although the computer seemed to have been damaged by the explosion just now, it was not difficult to repair it with the technology of their organization.
Of course, the premise of repairing it was that the computer would not be smashed into pieces by their boss in anger.
"Any useful information? Humph!"
The man in the suit snorted with disdain.
"Do you think our chief doesn't know who the mastermind behind this is?”
"If it wasn't for the fact that the impact of this matter was too great and that a little negligence would cause Earth to fall into a crisis, I'm afraid our director would continue to swallow his anger.”
From the looks of it, the man in the suit seemed to be very dissatisfied with his boss.
From the way his subordinates were used to it, it was not difficult to tell that this was not the first time he had complained to his subordinates.
In fact, the man in the suit had complained directly to their bald chief before.
However, their bald chief really had no way to control this straightforward and capable subordinate.
"Bang!"
The computer desk let out another miserable scream under the fist of the man in the suit.
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