The pain in his lungs and difficulty breathing made Zhang Tong somewhat nervous about his physical condition.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Tong subconsciously ignored the possible loot.

You must know that whether it is weird or the extraordinary person, there may be supernatural-related secrets hidden in him.

If you miss something like this, Zhang Tong will probably regret it to the point of slapping his thigh every day.

So Zhang Tong decisively turned back and started groping for the extraordinary man's body.

After a while, Zhang Tong picked up a pendant hanging on the black-robed man's neck, with a regretful expression on his face:

"It's a pity that there is nothing except this pendant."

"The dark circular background is like the moon, with two scarlet eyes on it."

"Is this a cult totem or something?"

After looking at the pendant, which looked extremely weird just because of its painting style, Zhang Tong shook his head and sighed, then put it in his pocket.

Then, Zhang Tong looked at the disgusting corpse in the coffin, with a troubled expression on his face.

The thick phlegm mixed with blood stasis made Zhang Tong unable to do anything.

However, for the extraordinary material, Zhang Tong gritted his teeth and turned his mental power into an invisible film, covering his hands.

Zhang Tong just squatted beside the coffin, retching while rummaging for materials that might contain extraordinary aura.

Under the eyes of Yin and Yang, Zhang Tong quickly found what he wanted.

It was a piece of lung fragment as smooth as black jade, but I don't know whether the blackness was caused by smoking or the result of infection by spiritual forces.

But no matter what, this piece of lung fragment was the only thing Zhang Tong found in the corpse that still exuded a strange smell.

Putting the lung fragments into his bag, recalling the coordinate hammer, Zhang Tong rose into the air and flew towards Mingyang City.

During the flight, Zhang Tong took out his original mobile phone and started calling Zhao Wende.

Toot…

After a short busy tone, the call was connected.

Before Zhao Wende could speak, Zhang Tong heard the noisy voice from Zhao Wende's side.

"Hello, Brother Tong?"

"My sister is fine, thank you."

"But why is half of my sister's hair missing?"

Zhao Wende's voice sounded quickly, and Zhang Tong could tell that Zhao Wende was consciously looking for a quiet place to call himself during this process.

"Ahem!"

Zhang Tong opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, he couldn't help coughing twice.

The stinging and itching coming from his lungs made his face gloomy.

Zhang Tong said in an almost unquestionable tone:

"Wende, your sister is fine, her hair can grow longer."

"Now I need your help with something. Can you help me arrange a hospital? I need to take a look at my lungs."

"It's best to leave no traces. I don't want anyone to be able to confirm my true identity through such simple traces."

See a doctor? Check the lungs?

Zhao Wende in the hospital toilet was stunned for a moment, and then realized the seriousness of the matter.

With Brother Tong's extraordinary physical fitness, a lung problem must not be as simple as a disease.

Think of the fact that I received the news that my cousin had a car accident at the gate of a certain community and was sent to the hospital.

Although Zhao Wende couldn't figure out what happened, he could vaguely guess that this should be the damage caused by the extraordinary world.

Realizing this, Zhao Wende quickly lowered his voice and said:

"Brother Tong, don't be anxious first."

"If it's a hospital in this city, even if I try to get you a false identity, I can't stop talking about it and let the doctors and nurses do it."

"I have two ideas now. Brother Tong, can you tell me which one is more suitable?"

"The first one is that we contact hospitals in other places overnight. At the same time, I asked my uncle to find a way to get you a false identity."

"The second is to go to Neon. It only takes a few hours to go to Neon from us. Plus my mother has some energy in Neon. When you arrive, everything can be arranged."

Field and neon?

Zhang Tong thought about it during the flight and found that Neon Country was undoubtedly more suitable for him.

This kind of suitability is not suitability at the medical level, but that a foreign country is more suitable for hiding oneself.

In China, even if Wu Kaicheng uses some connections, the medical system in 2006 is just like that. Not to mention that Wu Kaicheng may not be able to use it in other places, and he will definitely contact other people for help.

This kind of domestic relationship network is really too complicated.

Although Zhang Tong possesses extraordinary power, he still wants to stay away from this complex network of power and interests.

There is a saying that goes well, when you are a fool on the Internet and President So-and-so is a fool, that is when you are the most foolish.

You must know that a village cadre in Dongci State has enough black and black methods to push an ordinary person to the edge of despair, let alone the president of a country.

Maybe the national strength of many small countries is really poor, but it is undeniable that as long as they are interested in power, everyone is a genius.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Tong is more inclined to go to Neon when the time to solve the problem is almost the same.

"Neon Country, please make arrangements as soon as possible."

"Identity is one thing, and you also have to find a way to transport my hammer."

Zhang Tong quickly gave Zhao Wende his own answer. After Zhao Wende heard the words "my hammer," his tone was obviously resentful, but he still said seriously:

"Okay, Brother Tong, don't worry."

"I will contact my uncle and my mother now and ask them to make arrangements overnight and head to Neon early tomorrow morning."

After receiving Zhao Wende's confirmation, Zhang Tong hung up the phone and felt relieved.

As a soldier of sequence nine, Zhang Tong clearly knows how powerful his body is, which is not only limited to strength, speed and ability to resist blows, but also includes immunity and recovery ability.

But there is no way, people are afraid of death, especially the kind of fear that scares themselves.

For example, after a night of lovemaking, even if the cock is just tickling normally, the man will instinctively tighten his anus. Damn it, I won't win the bid, right?

This kind of nervousness and fear is human nature.

Not to mention, Zhang Tong could clearly feel that there were indeed some lesions in his lungs.

But what kind of lesions have occurred requires professionals to judge.

Of course, Zhang Tong was just nervous, the weirdness had been resolved, and no matter how bad it was, it would not get worse.

All I want is an answer from a professional.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Tong felt a little excited again at the thought of going to Neon tomorrow.
Chapter completed!