After a long while, Mr. Stork smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Mr. Snowy Owl, I didn't expect you to have become a master."
He was a smart man. Although he guessed that the reason for the opponent's rapid improvement in strength was probably related to True Film Reel, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Don't talk yet, you are seriously injured."
Gilan walked forward and squatted next to Mr. Stork.
Immediately, he took out Alchemy Pocket grandly, and took out a "Bitter Throat Medicine" and a roll of "Magic Potion Gauze".
"Drink the potion." Gilan handed over a long glass bottle as thick as a finger.
Mr. Stork didn't ask where the medicine came from, nor did he doubt his words. He just silently took the medicine, uncorked the bottle, and drank it.
Gilan pulled up Mr. Stork's trouser leg. A bullet hole was left on the side of his calf, and blood was flowing.
Different from what he experienced in the police station prison, the bullet wound in Gilan's leg did not have a bullet lodged in it, but there was one in Mr. Stork's leg.
So Gilan stood up, walked to the experimental workbench, picked up a pair of tweezers, and heated them on the flame of the candle for a while before walking back.
"It will hurt a little, bear with it." Gilan turned to Mr. Stork and said.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Stork just smiled, nodded and said:
"I have been on the front line, this is nothing to me."
"Okay."
Gilan nodded, and quickly inserted the tweezers in his hand into the bullet hole, probing and gouging it out.
Mr. Stork looked tense and gritted his teeth, but did not make a single sound.
jingle.
The deformed warhead was stained with blood. The wound was pinched out by Gilan and dropped to the ground.
His hands were very fast. After putting down the tweezers, he immediately untied the string holding the gauze and wrapped the gauze around Mr. Stork's leg wound.
After a while.
Mr. Stork's complexion improved. At Gilan's signal, he tentatively stood up and said in surprise:
"This... the gunshot wound and the pain on my body have all disappeared!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Alchemy Pocket in Gilan's hand.
"Could this be the legacy of Sabbatai?"
"That's right." Gilan nodded. "In this pocket, there are also two potions and four rolls of gauze, all of which are alchemy medicines."
He casually explained to Mr. Stork the specific effects of the two medicines.
Mr. Stork looked stunned after listening to it.
"No wonder the medicine is so miraculous!"
But soon, he showed a look of regret, sighed and shook his head:
"Just used up two precious alchemical medicines, it was a waste."
"No, you will bleed to death." Gilan said. "Besides, do you expect me to carry you back through the slums on my back?"
"That's true." Mr. Stork smiled and said solemnly, "Thanks to you again this time, Mr. Snowy Owl."
"I just didn't expect that things would turn out like this, ugh..."
Saying that, Mr. Stork stroked his chest and saluted him.
"You saved my life. I will remember this kindness. As for Sabbatai's inheritance, I will not interfere. It all belongs to you. When I return to the apartment, I promise that your reward will not be less Melang."
"Mr. Stork." Gilan shook his head and said.
He walked to the big box, returned with a silver cane, took out two volumes of "Magic Potion Gauze" from Alchemy Pocket, and handed them to Mr. Stork.
"Although I was hired to participate in the operation, don't forget, we are still the Assembly's companions... Just take these."
Gilan, with Mr. Stork's surprised expression, pointed at the silver cane and said:
"This should be the weapon that Sabbatai used when he was young. A trace amount of mysterious material is added to it. It is very tough. I think it will be more suitable for you."
"In addition, I also obtained two alchemy medicine formulas. I will copy one for you when I get back."
"The information, books, manuscripts and even experimental items here are not of much use to me, but I think Mr. Stork you will be interested in them."
Gilan smiled.
Mr. Stork was quite moved when he heard this.
He took the gauze and the heavy silver cane, and fondly touched the pattern on the cane, with a look of joy on his face.
Compared to the exquisite and tough silver cane in his hand, the one Steel-core Cane he originally had customized by someone was simply a waste product and rubbish.
Mr. Stork took a deep breath, did not say any unnecessary nonsense, and just said in a deep voice:
"Thank you."
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Gilan and Mr. Stork returned to the ground.
Because there were too many books and materials in the secret room, which were inconvenient to carry, Mr. Stork only selected a dozen books that looked more precious, as well as some manuscripts of Sabbatai, and took them away in Ms. Forest Dove's handbag.
The bolt-action rifle and several 7.62mm pointed bullet magazines were also taken by Mr. Stork.
Gilan Before leaving, he closed the secret door of the secret room tightly, pulled up the carpet, and reset the old wooden bed.
Went up to the warehouse and covered the entrance of the cave with white cloth.
In fact, the things below were of little value to him, but Mr. Stork seemed to be planning to find another opportunity to come back, take all the books and materials inside to the apartment, and study them slowly, so Gilan covered them up to avoid being discovered.
This trip to Haddonfield Street can be said to have been fruitful.
The only thing that disappointed Gilan was that Sabbatai's body could not be found, so it was impossible to confirm whether the plague that broke out in the slums was related to "Fortune Well"... to be precise, whether it was related to the death of Sabbatai.
Gilan looked at that well when he left, but it was pitch black and bottomless.
He even asked Vivi to go down and investigate, but found nothing. The well water was normal, and there was no discoloration or other abnormalities like "Black Lake".
In this regard, Gilan had no choice but to bury the doubt in his heart for the time being.
Mr. Stork took an alchemical potion and bandaged the wound with gauze, and was able to walk with difficulty. Gilan supported him, carefully avoiding the police station's defense line, and returned the same way.
But as soon as we arrived at Gray Stone Street, we ran into trouble.
Five burly men lurked in an unfinished building on the side of the road. After seeing the two men, they quickly stopped in the middle of the road.
Their eyes are completely white and their faces are ferocious.
Gilan knew at a glance that the other party was Louis Family's dead soldier, and they were all affected by the power of the devil.
"These two guys have the scent of that woman."
One of them raised his head and sniffed, showing a cruel smile.
"Take them back and interrogate them."
"Mr. Stork, you go first, I'll hold them back."
Gilan Teared off the tie, tied it on his right hand, tilted his head, Snowy Owl Mask came out with a faint voice.
Mr. Stork was about to say that he could use firearms to help, but then he thought about it. With Mr. Snowy Owl's current strength, he didn't really need his assistance.
Coupled with the injuries on his body, I'm afraid it will become a burden.
So he nodded and said:
"Be careful yourself."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Stork slowly backed away with his handbag and rifle on his back.
The five dead soldiers did not pursue him, but instead surrounded Gilan with a ferocious smile.
Gilan did not retreat or hide, but also stepped forward to face the five people.
But the smile on his face was more ferocious and terrifying.
The afterimage flashed.
Gilan has already punched.
Bang!!
A steel-like punch hit a person in the face, smashing him to pieces!
With a pop, the blood foam exploded.
The man actually flew upside down seven or eight meters away, his posture was twisted, and he died tragically on the spot!
"?!" The remaining four people were shocked.
The next second.
While they were still stunned, Gilan had already turned around and fired a spinning kick.
The ferocious leg power made a muffled sound as it broke through the air.
With a whine, like a big black python, it jumped out and hit the other person in the head.
Bang!!
The man's head was deformed and dented by the violent blow, his neck was bent at 180 degrees, and his whole body flipped over and flew several meters away.
"Run!!"
When the remaining three people saw this, they didn't know they had met an invincible opponent.
Although they are dead soldiers, they will not die.
The body that was amplified by Master Layton through mysterious means burst out with all its speed, turned around and ran away.
Gilan looked back and found that Mr. Stork was no longer visible.
Looking back to the front again, the three people had already run dozens of meters away.
"Run, run faster."
Gilan smiled, and an ax suddenly appeared in his hand.
He stepped forward slowly, holding the ax, and followed closely.
"If you are addicted to hacking, play slowly."