He looked at Francolin Whistle, who was wiping away the blood, and his complexion clearly improved.
"Senior Brother, why do you look so much better?”
The old foreigner looked at the changes in Zhe Gushao with envy.
The flower spirit checked Francolin Whistle's pulse.
"His pulse is disordered, but his breathing is long. It's as if he's taken some tonic!”
"Your blood has such an effect?" she asked in surprise.”
Francolin Whistle had gradually fused with the host's blood, and its loyalty and favorability had clearly increased!
Zhang Ze was surprised when he heard the system's reminder.
It was already a pleasant surprise that he could control the direction of the strengthening of the Parcolin Whistle. He could also increase his loyalty and favorability.
This was something that shocked him.
However, this was not a bad thing. Even so, he did not intend to give his blood to others easily.
He needed to condense the Taotie's power in his blood. He wondered if it would affect him if he used it too much.
Francolin Whistle clenched his fists in confusion." Speaking of which, it's strange. After drinking your blood, I felt that the blood in my chest was smooth and my mind was calm.”
He raised his hands and said,"His strength seems to be stronger than usual."”
The old foreigner picked up the golden bowl and wanted to drink the remaining mouthful of blood.
"Wait a minute." Zhang Ze took the golden bowl.
"Francolin Whistle was in a special situation just now. My blood can't be drunk casually.”
"Although drinking my blood can increase your bloodline power and extend your lifespan, you will never be able to escape my control.”
He didn't want to deliberately hide this, and he also hoped that the people around him would know in advance.
The old foreigner and the flower spirit looked at each other and widened their eyes.
"Increase bloodline power and extend lifespan?”
"Then if I drink it, won't I be able to help you in the future?" the flower spirit said excitedly.”
" Thank you." Francolin Whistle immediately expressed his gratitude." It was the situation just now. Besides, we all know what kind of person you are."”
"I feel that there is no difference in my thoughts. I think the changes are within my acceptable range.”
When they thought of the changes that had happened and how Zhang Ze had controlled them, they did not really care.
"As for control, isn't it the same as needing you to supervise us?" the old foreigner said with a smile.
Looks like I'll have to trouble you in the future."
After saying that, he drank the blood without hesitation.
Immediately, he had the same feeling as Francolin Whistle.
Zhang Ze had chosen the same strengthening method for him.
Firstly, it would reduce the effect of the curse on the bloodline, and secondly, it would strengthen his arm strength and five senses.
As an archer, he needed sharper observation and reaction.
Coupled with his powerful arm strength, he would be far stronger than his original strength.
"I want to drink it too. It can improve one's bloodline and extend one's lifespan. Isn't this what our Zagramma tribe needs?”
Especially extending one's lifespan, which was something they didn't even dare to think about.
Now that he heard it, he naturally made a choice without hesitation.
Miss Hong, on the other hand, did not have any thoughts for the time being.
The old foreigner noticed that his hearing and vision had changed significantly.
He looked around the carriage.
He heard a few people communicating in Japanese.
"Those people over there are all Japanese."
The old Westerner pointed at a place not far away.
These people had a coffin with them. Judging by its size, it could only accommodate a youth or a dwarf.
Usually coffins were custom-made, but this one
With his keen hearing, Zhang Ze could hear the strong heartbeat in the coffin.
There was a living person in the coffin, and it was a living person whose physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people.
"Baka, what are you looking at?"
Seeing that they were staring at the coffin, the few of them immediately cursed.
The carriage was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Suddenly, a flying knife flew past the Japanese's ear.
He rubbed his ears nervously.
"If you curse again, I'll cut your tongue out.”
Miss Hong looked at him calmly.
But who wouldn't doubt her words just now?
With her personality, Zhang Ze believed that she would really walk over and cut that person's tongue out in the next second.
One of the middle-aged men with glasses immediately shouted in Japanese to stop him, as if telling him not to speak.
After Zhang Ze cleaned up the bloodstains in the bowl with water, he saw that person walking towards them.
He bowed deeply and immediately apologized.
"I'm very sorry. I'm Yoshishi Hatoyama. My colleague has a straightforward personality.”
Miss Hong frowned when she heard his obvious Japanese accent.
"Being straightforward is not the same as being stupid. This is not a place for you Japanese.”
The people in the surrounding carriages did not dare to interfere when they saw that it was a Japanese.
Zhang Ze shook his head in disappointment.
This was their territory, yet a group of outsiders were so arrogant. It was no wonder that these people would dare to attack in the next few years.
"Aren't you going to come over and apologize to the ladies and gentlemen?”
The man immediately walked over nervously and apologized sincerely.
In terms of apology, no country in the world was more proactive than them.
But what he did was not human affairs.
"May I know how I should address you? Can we be friends?”
"My surname is Fu, and my name is Qing.”
"Fu Qing?"
"Yes."
Mishi Hatoyama did not notice the problem at all.
However, Moving Mountain and the other two were trying their best to hold back their laughter.
Miss Hong was lying on the table, twitching all over. She looked very strange.
"What happened to this lady?"
Zhang Ze glanced at it and said casually,""Oh, she's sick."
"Then we'll meet again, Mr. Fu.”
The train arrived at Changsha Station at this time, and Mishi Hatoyama immediately ordered people to carry the coffin and get off.
After they left, Miss Hong finally couldn't help but laugh.
"Fu Qing? Father?"
"You're really talented."
Zhang Ze suddenly had a bad taste and shrugged.
However, he stared at the coffin." There's someone in that coffin.”
He suspected that it was very likely that they were from the Zhang family.
The current defense officer of Changsha City, Zuo Qianzhi, had been working with the Japanese forces to secretly capture the Zhang family for human experiments.
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