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The slaves grew up in a bad environment, and if they didn't use some means, it would be very difficult for them to grow up alive.

Baoye looks at all the slaves. When everyone realizes that he has made a lot of mistakes, he goes on to say, "I know that I have done a lot of wrong things before, but I know that to repent and make up for them is tantamount to a new life. I don't ask for forgiveness from those who have been hurt by me. At least I have a clear conscience, which is hundreds of times better than those who don't realize their mistakes."

He looked at Xiao Wei: "you asked me to donate all my blood to others. Your behavior is tantamount to forcing me. What's the difference between you and me who did all the bad things before?"

Xiao Wei lowered his face: "you."

Baoye didn't give him a chance to speak. He continued: "blood donation is voluntary, I don't ask for it, but I hope you can take the initiative to donate blood. "

someone immediately called out," I, I donate. "

Baoye looks at Jiang Yu, who once slept in the bed next to him.

Jiang Yu squeezed through all the slaves and came to Baoye: "I am willing to donate blood. I hope that slaves in other towns can get help like me and avoid the strange diseases left by the game of gods. I also hope that you can keep this way and help others when you are in trouble. I believe that you will gradually forgive you after a long time. I think you are really good, Really? "

Baoye hooks his lips:" can you donate 200 drops of blood if you are so thin? "

" don't look down on people. "Jiang Yu glared at him and held out his hand:" 200 drops of blood for you. "

Baoye pushed his hand back: "I'll send the bottle to you later. You can put it in the bottle yourself."

"Good! "

Baoye didn't persuade other slaves to go back to the construction site, borrow a large truck, and then use his magic power to turn the empty carriage into a truck full of small bottles. When he came to build a shed for the slaves, he put the small bottles into boxes and put them on the ground. Anyone who wants to donate can get 20 or more bottles.

Jiang Yu was the first person to take the bottle.

Hundreds of slaves led bottles to donate blood, which showed that the hearts of these people were not cold enough to be saved.

The others are hesitating.

Baoye sits by the bottle with his eyes closed. He seems to be keeping his eyes closed, but he is actually eavesdropping on the slaves talking.

"Has someone donated blood? Are we going to donate?"

"donating blood is not good for us], don't donate."

"We've been eating so little recently that we don't have the strength to work. If we donate blood again, we may not be able to do any work, and we will be killed by deacons or slave owners. "

when they heard of death, they all shivered with fear.

Some people said, "if you just donate 10 ml of blood, you won't be able to do even work?"

"if you are not afraid of death, you can donate it. "

" of course, I am afraid of death, and I can't bear to hear that slaves in the surrounding towns have died. As long as I think that many of these slaves are children under the age of six, I can't make them die. If I can't do my work with 10 ml of blood, I'll donate 5 ml or 3 ml to save a few. "

The man runs to Baoye, grabs a bottle at will and runs away.

Some people hesitated for a moment, and then they grabbed a few small bottles and left.

As long as someone is willing to donate, Baoye is not afraid that they will not donate. If the slave does not donate blood, he will certainly make other slaves feel that the slave is cold-blooded. In the process of communication, he will gradually alienate and dare not make deep friendship with this slave. Therefore, he grasped the mentality of the slaves and asked them to give their blood one by one.

However, the process of donating blood is a little slow.

Baoye is a little worried about waiting. As long as they wait for one minute, slaves in other towns may die in one minute.

Just when he was thinking about whether to use other methods to speed up the speed of blood donation, suddenly, six large wheeled vehicles came in and stopped beside Baoye's car. Then, two or three thousand people jumped from the back of the carriage.

Baoye sees that the leader is jinlingrui by the dim light. He can't help but pick his eyebrows.

Jin Lingrui goes to Baoye and says, "let's donate blood. "

it's only when he gets the news that he brings people here.

Baoye: "

Jin Lingrui turned to the people under his hand and said," the strong and strong people should donate at least 300 ml of blood, and the others should at least 100 ml. "

everyone should be well.

Yu Yi picked up the small bottle: "how can such a small bottle contain 300 ml of blood?"

Baoye explained: "each small bottle contains five drops of blood, and 200 drops of blood is 10 ml."

Yu Yi calculated: "then I am not 6000 drops of blood. When will it last?"

Jin Lingrui said: "even if you don't sleep, you should finish the drip. All right, don't talk nonsense. Let's get to work. "

"Yes. "Everyone picked up the box of bottles and sat down to bleed.

Lin is sitting next to Lin Rui.

Other people are far away from their brothers, so that they can speak. Of course, this does not mean that they forgive Baoye for the bad things he has done before. They will come to donate blood for him to help.Jin Lingrui opened the lid of the small bottle, bit his finger, and dropped it into the mouth of the bottle with his wound.

Baoye takes a look at him and turns to Tang Kaiji. Then he sees Zisang yanruo, who is not far from Tang Kaiji.

She is working excitedly to donate blood to save people.

Baoye can't help but help his forehead.

My mother!

you are a God. If ordinary people drink the blood of the gods, they will either stop waking up or burst to death. If the awakening powers are good, they will explode.

Baoye can't imagine it. He doesn't know whether to take zisangyanruo's blood out specially.

"Why don't you talk?" Jin Ling Rui suddenly said.

Baoye turns to look at him: "I thought you didn't like to hear my voice."

Jin Ling Rui glanced at him: "if you can't do bad things all the time, I'll listen to you. "

with that, he pauses for a moment, and then says," I love listening too. "

Baoye thinks for a moment and asks, "I haven't seen my parents since I was born. Can you tell me what they look like?"

Jin Lingrui laughs: "you finally want to know what your parents are like."

Baoye searches the memory of the ugly slave. It seems that the ugly slave never asked his parents about things. When he was young, he didn't know anything. He only asked where his parents had gone. Later, he was sent to the Research Institute, so he had no chance to ask about these things. When he came out, his personality had been distorted, and he could not ask about his parents.

"Can't you tell me if I don't ask?"

Jin Lingrui refuted him: "you don't have the heart to know, why should I tell you. "

" now I want to know, will you tell me? "

after a long silence, Jin Lingrui said," I have a different mother from you. "

Baoye is surprised that there are such things.

"Like you, I have no mother since I was born, and I don't know who your mother is."

Baoye is speechless: "don't you know who dad was with and gave birth to me?"

"I don't know."

"Then how do you know that I must be my brother?"

this time, after a long silence, Jin Lingrui said, "you look like your father. "

Baoye touched his face:" I'm curious about the sarcomas on my face. Where do you see that I'm similar to him? "

Jin Lingrui chuckled:" he's also full of sarcomas. "

" well, OK. What kind of person is he? "

when Jin Lingrui talked about his father, he couldn't help but miss him:" he is a very good man, but sometimes he gives you a feeling that you want to strangle him, so you should not beat him. "

Baoye: . "

for the first time, he heard someone describe his father in this way.

"Sometimes he likes to do good things, sometimes he secretly does bad things, sometimes he likes to deal with others, and sometimes he pays more attention to love and righteousness. He has many friends and many enemies. Most importantly, he has a great power. "

Baoye doesn't know why. Although he hasn't met the" father "he hasn't met, he likes this person from Jin Lingrui's description. If only he could meet such a person.

He is such a changeable person.

Jin Lingrui gave a meaningful smile: "he is indeed a changeable person. "

Baoye asks," how can he die if he has a powerful divine power? "

Jin Lingrui's smile is stiff:" he died of doing too many bad things. "

Baoye feels that the truth is not like this.

The more bad things he does, more and more sarcomas will appear on his face until he is covered with sarcomas and his body explodes.

Baoye points to himself in surprise: "then I "

" you'll do the same. "

"So you know that my sarcomas will become more and more with my bad deeds?"

Jin Lingrui said softly.

Then why didn't you stop ugliness and me from doing bad things before? "

" it's useless. "Jin Lingrui frowned:" if you keep on doing bad things, you can't stop, and no one can stop you. Once my father told me, if you can't stop you, don't worry about you. If you keep on doing this, you will kill me as an enemy sooner or later. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid you'll kill my brother. "

" just my ability to kill you and your brother? "

Jin Lingrui sneered:" Dad's child, where can you go? It's sooner or later that you wake up. "

" you can kill me in advance. "

" can't do it. "

Baoye smiles: "do you know how sarcomas come from? Has dad ever told you?"

"yes, he said that it was a sin created in a previous life."

"What does he have to do with me in his previous life. "

" you are his son. "

" you are not his son, why don't you? "

" I'm kind-hearted and innocent. How can such ugly sarcomas grow on such a handsome man as me? "Baoye sneers: "originally you can't joke."

In the impression of ugly slave, Jin Lingrui was always serious.

Jin Ling Rui ruffian laughed: "where am I kidding? No matter how I look at us, I look better than you. "

" if I didn't have this sarcoma on my face, I would look better than you. "

" wait until you have no sarcoma. "

Baoye"...

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