Chapter 135

He didn't know how many times he had recited these few words, but now he said them very fluently.

The driver sitting in the front seat suddenly let out a "huh", turned his head curiously, squinted his eyes and looked at the gold pen in Qiu Mingquan's hand.

"Ma'am, it's this kind of box. I went to a few big shopping malls a few days ago, and they all said they were out of stock."

Liu Shuyan was a little surprised, reached out to take the gold pencil case in Qiu Mingquan's hand, and opened it.

That's right, on the body of the beautiful golden pen, the golden eagle with wings spread proudly. On the top, the hero logo is clearly engraved, showing good workmanship and quality control.

I wanted to buy gold pens for my son and the two children of Xiang's family, so I asked the driver to go around, but it was too late.

But why is it such a coincidence today that someone came to sell it?

Noticing her surprise, Qiu Mingquan hastily explained: "Auntie, I just took advantage of the winter vacation to sell some stationery to lighten the burden on the family. I guarantee that this gold pen is genuine, and I just bought it from a boutique mall."

Liu Shuyan looked at his shabby coat and frayed cuffs, and suddenly felt amazed. Seeing this child's well-behaved appearance and clear voice, she couldn't help feeling overwhelmed with maternal love.

At a young age, at most he was about the same age as his son, but he was already going to the streets and trying to make a living.

She took a small leather bag from her side: "How much is one? I want three."

Qiu Mingquan was startled: I really want three.

"Twenty-eight yuan each." Qiu Mingquan waited for a while, but unexpectedly he didn't hear Feng Rui's instructions, and he didn't wait for the agreed upon agreement, so he could only answer according to the past price.

Liu Shuyan smiled softly, counted eighty-five yuan without haggling, and handed it to Qiu Mingquan outside the window.

Qiu Mingquan searched frantically for a long time before he found a coin. Just as I was about to pass it through the car window, I accidentally dropped the coin on the ground, and it rolled round and I don't know where it went.

"You don't need to look for it, that's all." Seeing him anxious, Liu Shuyan couldn't bear it.

"I found it!" Qiu Mingquan pouted his butt, finally found the shiny coin under the chassis of the car, and stretched out his hand in surprise, "Auntie, here you are!..."

But at this moment, a shadow shrouded from the direction of the setting sun, covering the originally good light.

"Where is the little beggar coming from?..." A cold and arrogant voice sounded, with the clarity of a boy's voice, within a few steps, it seemed very close, but also seemed a little far away.

"Feng Rui, what are you talking about?" Liu Shuyan scolded, opened the car door, and greeted her son who just finished the English tutoring class.

...Feng Rui. Which core, which seal?

Qiu Mingquan froze suddenly! It seemed that something exploded in his heart.

He raised his head with difficulty, and saw a face that made him feel like a thunderbolt.

With handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, the eyes are like stars, and the straight bridge of the nose is as if carved out by a knife.

With his back facing the cold winter sunset, the handsome young man was half a head taller than Qiu Mingquan. When he looked down at him, his mother's eyes were as beautiful as his mother's. There was no tenderness of Liu Shuyan, but a kind of impatient arrogance.

Although there was no preparation, Qiu Mingquan already understood one thing after this glance.

The blood-stained face of the CEO Feng he saw before he died in the previous life was still astonishingly handsome, and it perfectly matched the appearance of this handsome young man at this moment.

... Time sculpts, people's hearts change, what remains unchanged is each other's faces when they were young.

Winter vacation in January 1988.

In the evening of this day, the young Feng Rui, Qiu Mingquan and Xiang Cheng met for the first time.

The encounters in life are so wonderful, an ordinary day in the long river of life, but after a long time, because of everything that happened that day, it becomes easy to mark, so that after many years, it is firmly engraved in the hearts of several people.

Feng Rui frowned his handsome eyebrows, and looked at the strange boy in front of him.

The clothes were very old, and her little face was flushed and a little chapped from the cold, but her brows were clean and delicate, and her pair of dark eyes were looking at her without blinking.

The setting sun was shining from the west, and every subtle expression change on this strange boy's face could be seen clearly.

Yes, it was that strange expression—shock at first, bewilderment after that, and finally, surprise that was about to be said.

The young Feng Rui and Qiu Mingquan stood face to face like this, time seemed to have paused for a moment, but there was no distortion between them, and nothing strange happened.

Until Qiu Mingquan's eyes suddenly and inadvertently fell on the slightly exposed red on Feng Rui's chest.

Something flashed in his mind like a flash, he stared at the boy's neck opposite him, and his breathing became short of breath.

As if bewitched, he reached out his hand unexpectedly, grabbed Feng Rui's collar, and pulled gently!

The gentle Hetian white jade, with a crystal-clear color, has an emerald green in the middle... It is exactly the same, and it is connected with the flowing brilliance entangled inside. These days, it is also hanging on his chest, and it is often touched, so familiar!

That's right, this is the young Feng Rui. He had been wearing this family heirloom jade pendant next to his body in his previous life, and it was only when he died that he accidentally tore it off.

So the one you brought back? ...Qiu Mingquan clutched his chest blankly.

Suddenly, he vibrated, what's going on? What about the jade pendant on his chest that he brought back from his previous life? !

No, just no! Even the rope around the neck suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"Little thief, put down Brother Rui's jade pendant!" Just when he was feeling helpless and his mind went blank, suddenly a clear boy shouted in his ear, his face suddenly hurt, and a strong force hit his left cheek. , His eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

Waking up from the shock and panic, Qiu Mingquan shook his head and felt liquid flowing under his nose.

Stretching out his hand to wipe it, the bright red blood was all over his hand.

"I don't look like a little beggar, he looks like a robber." A boy's voice sounded from the side, which was obviously different from Feng Rui's, with vigilance and defense.

Qiu Mingquan raised his head blankly and looked at the person who spoke.

Just now, she had been focusing on Feng Rui, but she didn't realize that beside Feng Rui, there was another equally handsome boy.

She is a little shorter than Feng Rui, with picturesque eyebrows and a pair of phoenix eyes looking forward, looking like a pretty girl. Just looking at Qiu Mingquan's eyes, there was an unconcealable vigilance and fierceness.

It's strange... why does this young man seem so familiar?

"Xiaocheng! Why are you so rude!" Liu Shuyan was taken aback, got out of the car in a hurry, and hurried to Qiu Mingquan's side, "How are you?"

The boy who hit someone was anxious: "Aunt Liu, you didn't see just now that this little thief reached out to grab Brother Rui's precious jade pendant! If I hadn't beaten him down, he might have run away at this time! "

He was good-looking, and his phoenix eyes looked extremely energetic when he smiled. Liu Shuyan was also a little puzzled when he heard what he said.

Feng Rui didn't speak immediately.

He looked at the strange boy who was knocked to the ground by Xiang Cheng's punch, and for some reason, he was a little dazed.

He thinks he has the ability to recognize people with a photographic memory, and he has never seen this person before, but what is this strange feeling in his heart?

Those dark eyes were obviously unfamiliar, but they seemed to have been seen somewhere, dazed and a little helpless, as if there was an unspeakable sadness.

Scared, is this the look of begging for mercy? Feng Rui hesitated for a moment because of a strange coincidence.

"No more.... There was a bug on my collar just now. He wanted to brush it off for me." He said lightly.

"Huh? Brother!" Xiang Chengda was taken aback.

He could see clearly from the side, it was obviously the little beggar who reached out to grab Feng Rui's pendant, and his eyes were full of greed. He was afraid that this precious thing would be snatched away by the little beggar, so he rushed to do it, Brother Rui Impossible not to see it, which muscle is wrong?

"Hey, he's obviously trying to grab your jade pendant!" he cried anxiously.

Liu Shuyan got a little angry and raised her face: "Xiaocheng, you beat someone even if you made a mistake. If you do this again in the future, Auntie won't make any delicious food for you."

Qiu Mingquan stared blankly at them, and finally struggled to get up. Don't look at the mayor who looks like a girl, but she is famous for being mischievous in fights. This punch was so eagerly punched that half of Qiu Mingquan's cheek was already slightly swollen, and a piece of his palm was also worn out when he fell. Slowly oozing blood.

Liu Shuyan hurriedly took out the tissue box from the car, and helped Qiu Mingquan dry the blood on his face.

Remembering that Qiu Mingquan came to sell pens just now, but his family was in a tight situation, so he took out fifty yuan from his wallet and handed it to Qiu Mingquan: "Son, I'm really sorry, you take this money first, and go to the hospital to deal with it tomorrow." ,OK?"

Xiang Cheng felt aggrieved, seeing this little guy reaching out to grab Brother Rui's things, Aunt Liu didn't believe him! With a snort, he rolled his pretty Danfeng eyes and looked at the sky.

Qiu Mingquan was startled, but shook his head and didn't pick it up.

"Auntie, I'm fine..." He whispered, turned around lonely, and wanted to leave.

When passing by Xiangcheng with Feng Rui, he still couldn't help but stop and take a last look at the two of them.

The setting sun was about to go down, and the afterglow was warm and wandering, reflecting the two teenagers in front of me. The same figure is tall and straight, the clothes are fashionable, one is cold and handsome, and the other is beautiful and flawless.

——Looks like an exceptional match.

Sensing Qiu Mingquan's gaze, Xiang Cheng quickly put on a fierce look and glared at him viciously.

Qiu Mingquan turned his head in embarrassment, but couldn't help looking at Feng Rui.

Although this young man looked like a teenager, there was an aura of not being close to strangers early on, and his temperament was exactly the same as that of the man who was giving orders to his ear every day.

"I'm not a thief... I didn't intend to steal your things either." Qiu Mingquan spoke with difficulty, with a surge of enthusiasm in his heart, "You, you trust me."

...

Mr. Zhou didn't dare to show his anger, so he whispered his name, cautiously didn't call him by title, and quickly told what happened: "Look... the story that has been spread by poor people at the bottom is not very Reliable?"

The electric noise of "stinging, stinging" sounded, and the voice said indifferently: "Tell your people to work quickly. Get me more land at all costs."

With a "click", the phone was disconnected.

Mr. Zhou stared at the phone in his hand in astonishment. This matter is really evil. Judging by what that person means, these rumors may be true?

Turning around and entering the box, he thought nervously, finally gritted his teeth, and told Wang Daquan: "No matter what method you use, you will get all the land and houses on both sides of Feima Road."

Looking at Wang Daquan's injured hand, he said indifferently: "Give me the money as low as possible, but if you can't do it, then I will replace you."

Wang Daquan was startled, stood up hastily, with a fierce look in his eyes: "I can do it!"

A slight smile appeared on Mr. Zhou's face, and he patted him on the shoulder meaningfully: "That's right, there will be many opportunities for you to make money in the future."

...

At this moment, in a small run-down house in the suburbs, CEO Feng was watching Qiu Mingquan do his homework with cold eyes.

The study table is a small dining table that has just been cleaned up. In fact, it is a nailed wooden board with four wooden strips attached to it as table legs. It is not very stable, and one of the legs is covered with newspapers.

It is now January of 1988, winter vacation is about to start, exams are approaching, and homework exercises are beginning to increase. Qiu Mingquan stared at those English words, copying them, and memorizing them silently in his heart.

"You were thirty or forty years old when you fell to your death with me." In his mind, a man's cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah, yes." Qiu Mingquan was stunned.

"Then what's the matter with you? You still need to memorize these? Isn't it the most basic English words?" President Feng couldn't bear it anymore.

Qiu Mingquan bit his pencil that was about to become bald, a little ashamed: "...I dropped out of school early."

Feng Rui fell silent, watching him recite words little by little, and then began to read the Chinese textbook after finishing, analyzing the central idea, explaining idioms, reciting beautiful paragraphs; after that, math homework.

The vocabulary of English words is terrible.

The comprehension of the Chinese textbook is also very reluctant. Feng Rui came to a conclusion at a glance: the accuracy rate is not high, and it is obvious that he can't find the status at all.

The only exception was math, which was done very quickly and gave perfect marks for the answers.

The more he observed, the colder Feng Rui's heart became.

Reminiscent of the fact that Qiu Mingquan said that he dropped out of junior high school in his previous life and entered the society, Feng Rui only felt that his heart was full of irritability. The starting point of this cultural level is too low, right?

——No, this is not the way. His precious time cannot be wasted on such ridiculous things!

"You don't have to learn this anymore."

Qiu Mingquan raised his head blankly: "Why?..."

"Your homework and exams, from middle school to high school, even to the college entrance examination and graduate school, I can help you handle them without any difficulty." Feng Rui said proudly, "You put your energy into what I want you to do."

— Get rich, quickly. This is the most urgent thing!

But Qiu Mingquan, who has always been gentle, shook his head immediately: "I want to learn by myself. I can't rely on you for the rest of my life."

Feng Rui was choked speechless by him, this guy!

"All right, all right, you're right." He said perfunctorily, "I'll make a study plan for you in the future, you study hard, but I'll take the important exams."

"That's not cheating?"

Feng Rui sneered "ha": "Do you think your current rebirth is not cheating?!"

Not only was he reborn, but he also brought his gold-rich auxiliary life opener!

...

In the suburban middle school with extremely poor conditions in the outer suburbs of Dongshen City, all the classrooms are very quiet, only the north wind outside is whistling non-stop.

The source of children and middle school students in this suburb is extremely mixed. In addition to the children of nearby enterprise employees, they also accept nearby migrant workers, suburban residents, and some unemployed vagrants.

Forty or fifty students buried their heads in the final exam questions. There are those who write and fly, and those who scratch their heads.

Teacher Feng, the teacher in charge, was walking around casually, his eyes constantly roving around a group of kids.

She didn't move her neck very much, and she could see the entire classroom clearly from the corner of her eye just relying on years of experience.

Hey? She turned her gaze to a certain corner again.

That child... She frowned. In her impression, he seemed to be better in mathematics, and his grades in other subjects were also very bad, especially in her Chinese class, where her grades were always at the bottom.

Qiu Mingquan, or Qiu Qingquan?

From the beginning of the exam, the child's demeanor was a little strange.

After a while, he raised his head to look around, and once his eyes met his, his face flushed like a frightened little animal, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

Typical cheating mentality!

Teacher Feng was not happy, and walked slowly, approaching that remote corner. When her eyes swept over lightly, her expression was quietly concentrated.

——This test paper, the answer seems to be surprisingly correct?

She looked suspiciously at the answers around Qiu Mingquan, no, no, the answers of these students were varied, it was impossible for Qiu Mingquan to have copied others.

Just when she was suspicious, the real "ghost" was yelling at her with a voice that no one could hear.

"What are you afraid of! No one knows that I'm answering the question, so take it easy."

"She's standing beside me." Qiu Mingquan had never cheated before, and he was still struggling, "What should I do?"

"Just quietly and follow my instructions!"

"Oh……"

In the classroom, there was only the rustling sound of the tip of the pen falling on the test paper, Qiu Mingquan finally calmed down, and began to answer the essay questions according to Feng Rui's dictation.

There is one question each for composition in the first grade of junior high school, one for scenery description and one for simple narrative. Teacher Feng watched coldly, and finally, slowly, his face became more and more surprised.

Very smooth!

There is no draft, and the child's composition is formed sentence by sentence. At first glance, although it is not amazing, it is undoubtedly in full compliance with the standard and can get a standard high score.

"The spring is cold...how do you write qiao?" Qiu Mingquan asked silently in his heart.

"Just write whatever you want." Feng Rui said indifferently, looking at the suspicious eyes of the Chinese teacher, "It's just right to write wrongly."

"Oh."

Until Qiu Mingquan stood up, lowered his head and handed the test paper to her, Teacher Feng's surprise did not diminish.

"You want to hand in the paper early?" Teacher Feng looked at his watch, and there was still more than half an hour before the time for handing in the paper. That Shanghai brand quartz watch was the most valuable dowry when she got married.

"En." Qiu Mingquan nodded, and his uneasy heart calmed down.

The students around also looked over in amazement, what kind of nerve did Qiu Mingquan, a poor and unremarkable student with a tail, do today?

"It's a blank paper, right?" Some students stuck out their tongues, and a small sneer sounded in time.

"Don't go yet." Teacher Feng gave him a rare nod, "Let's go together after the exam."

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, so he had to sit on the seat.

Teacher Feng began to scan the test paper word by word.

Fill in the blanks, multiple choice, and objective questions are all correct. Article analysis, short answers, etc. are also concise and to the point, there is no penalty point at all, it can be said to be 100% correct.

The final composition question... Even if she looked at it with the most critical eyes, she still had to say that the words were concise and to the point, and she used very simple words and sentences, but it was very comfortable to watch.

Ah, finally found a small place that went wrong. In the description of the scenery, the slightly uncommon word "spring is cold and steep" is used, but the word "Qiao" is written in white characters.

Putting down the test paper, Teacher Feng suddenly picked it up suspiciously.

What's wrong, this strange feeling?

She was startled suddenly, and finally knew where the strange thing came from—she could hardly find anything that she could modify in this composition!

The usage of "dedide", the position of the subject, the predicate and the object, and the unobtrusive modifiers seem to be wrong if any changes are made.

No no, it's impossible.

It's just a junior high school student, how can I write a composition that says "one point will be longer, and one point will be shorter"?

Coincidentally, I happened to have practiced composition on this subject before? Memorize it?

But no matter what, the child's grades are really against the sky.

Teacher Feng took out the red pen with complicated mood and scored 98 points seriously.

Qiu Mingquan had no idea that the head teacher was in an extremely entangled state of mind. The exam bell finally rang, and he rushed out of the school together with countless students.

There are some ginkgo trees planted in the simple campus. In winter, the leaves are all gone, and the huge sun shines on the bare branches.

"Okay, follow my instructions, while other middle schools are taking exams these days, hurry up." Feng Rui urged in Qiu Mingquan's ear.

Qiu Mingquan quickly quickened his pace and ran towards a middle school a few miles away.

In the winter, when he ran all the way, beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose soon, and after running for a while, he began to pant heavily.

"You can't do this, your body is so poor." Feng Rui said unceremoniously, "From today onwards, you have to do physical exercise. Make your body better."

"I can't keep up with my nutrition now. Later, I worked on the construction site and became stronger." Qiu Mingquan was out of breath.

"One needs to be more demanding of oneself. A body like yours is so fragile, it's too ugly!" Feng Rui said dissatisfiedly.

It's a joke, even if he doesn't seize the body, it's just parasitism, he doesn't want this body to die suddenly one day, if his jade is also buried in the ground, who can he complain about?

"Oh……"

These days, Feng Rui gave him instructions one after another, most of them seemed very strange.

For example, Qiu Mingquan must collect the latest newspapers and insist on reading every night; another example is to walk to Liu Qinhua's house every morning, and listen to the radio of the day while eating.

A few days later in the early morning, Qiu Mingquan was standing in the yard brushing his teeth when he heard the sound of an advertisement coming from the radio next to him.

The radio is a bit old, and amidst the "thrilling and thumping" electrical noise, an unfamiliar advertisement is broadcast.

After the sound of a light mountain spring, there was the sound of a gentle breeze, and then, an elegant and low-pitched baritone sounded slowly: "Enjoy the aura of heaven and earth, show the glory of the past and the present; Chinese civilization!"

A thicker male voice immediately said passionately: "Hero pen, China is proud!"

"That's it!" Feng Rui blurted out, his joy was beyond words.

That’s right, at the end of the 1980s, domestic Hero fountain pens experienced a qualitative leap. When foreign high-end gold pens had not entered China on a large scale, the fame and trademark popularity created by Hero fountain pens began in these two years.

If his memory is correct, at the beginning of 1988 that just passed, General Secretary Jiang had not been officially elected as the chairman of the Military Commission at this time, and he was only one of the standing committee members. Among the gifts abroad, there is a Hero 50 gold-carved high iridium pen signed by him.

That is to say, taking advantage of this opportunity, the Hero fountain pen began to advertise heavily, which became famous as a domestic famous brand fountain pen and ushered in the glorious era of the Hero fountain pen.

The current order to collect the date of parent meeting was urgently issued by Feng Rui after hearing the broadcast!

The body rotated and fell rapidly, nausea and panic squeezed the chest at the same time, in the night full of eyes, before he had time to appreciate the transition between life and death, the body fell heavily to the ground!

"boom!……"

Blood splattered, flesh was broken, and there was a loud noise.

Then he felt in a trance that his body seemed to lighten up a little bit, and he flew to a high place.

Looking down, the lawn on the ground is now dark, and two people can be seen lying on it.

The surroundings seemed to have been silent for a long time, and the noisy voices finally sounded, and the lights on the originally dark building site began to shine brightly.

Someone rushed over, someone was terrified on the phone. There were also people who took one look at the people on the ground and then turned around and vomited.

Qiu Mingquan stared blankly at the corpse on the left. Dilapidated, blood-stained, tired and old-fashioned face and body are full of gray marks left by the squeeze of life.

This person's face... Qiu Mingquan shivered, it was obviously himself.

Yes, it is him. What exactly is going on?

Beside his body, there was another strange man.

Even in the dark night, you can still see the clear eyebrows, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the long eyebrows are as thick as the edge of a sword. His eyes were closed, and there was blood on his cheeks.

Who is this person?

The whistle of the ambulance finally sounded sharply, and people in white coats rushed over, and the two people on the ground were carried onto stretchers.

Qiu Mingquan's consciousness followed up blankly, and in the narrow space of the ambulance, only a vague voice could be heard: "Who is it? Why is one well-dressed and the other only wearing a ragged vest?"

"It seems that one is the president of Shenchu ​​Group, and the other is said to be a construction migrant worker."

"Ah...that's it." The ambulance continued to be busy, and no one looked at the broken body that was dressed in rags and had completely lost its vital signs.

Qiu Mingquan looked blankly at himself in the ambulance, and finally remembered everything.

At night, he just sneaked to the roof of the unfinished building to enjoy the shade in order to save a little electricity bill. When he woke up, he saw two people arguing for no reason.

He slept in the shadow of the pile of debris next to him, and only stared blankly for a dozen seconds, one of them jumped up hysterically, and amidst the entanglement, the other fell off the tall building!

Murder, or miss, he didn't even see clearly, he rushed up without thinking, trying to grab that person.

Then, I tripped over something under my feet, barely grabbed the man's arm, and fell down with the huge inertia!

There is no replay of the legendary past events scene by scene, and there is no freeze-frame-like time freezing, only the panic of being lost.

He just... died? What kind of bloody bad luck is this?

The carriage shook violently, and Qiu Mingquan in the air suddenly saw something tightly clutched in his left hand!

A jade pendant. Round and about the size of a quail egg, flat and warm.

—it wasn't his, and in his poor life he had never had the opportunity to wear any such flashy ornaments.

A moment ago, he grabbed the man's collar and fell from the air. The pendant was pulled from the man's neck and remained in his palm.

...It has to be returned to others, he thought vaguely.

Soon the ambulance arrived at the nearby hospital, and the doctors on duty began to panic.

Suddenly, a young man rushed over beside the stretcher and grabbed the handsome man's stretcher tightly.

"Brother Rui! Please don't die!..." He roared, his whole body fell into a state of hysteria, and big tears kept falling.

Seen from the side, this is a man with a beautiful face, but now, that delicate face is pale, like a ghost from hell.

Ah, by the way, just a moment ago, this voice was arguing fiercely, waking him up curled up on the rooftop!

"Please save him, doctor!..." The man staggered over and grabbed the doctor. Under the thin single eyelid, a pair of phoenix eyes are bloodshot.

Qiu Mingquan stared at him blankly. How could such a good-looking man be so cruel that he could push people downstairs?

"Falling from a building, severe multiple injuries!" A doctor rushed to Qiu Mingquan's body, began to check and give first aid, but quickly shook his head—the pulse could not be detected, the breathing stopped, the pupils were dilated, and there were no basic vital signs up.

"Doctor Liu, this wounded man is still a little conscious!"

Qiu Mingquan was a little dazed. At this time, he began to think vaguely, what should he do with the things behind him if he died now.

Grandpa suffered a stroke and was paralyzed in bed. He passed away more than ten years ago.

Grandma's eyes are not effectively controlled due to long-term diabetes, and she can hardly see. Who can take care of her when she lets go like this?

The sadness in his heart rose little by little, and the dull pain was like strong sulfuric acid, corroding the entire chest until it was so oppressive that he wanted to curl up.

On the rescue stage, the handsome man's eyes slightly opened.

His defocused eyes slowly turned to one side, looking at the lifeless corpse on the hospital bed next door.

He is looking at his hands!

I don't know why, although the handsome man didn't make a sound, Qiu Mingquan just had this feeling: he wants the piece of jade that belongs to him!

"No, cardiac arrest!"

Dazzling bright red suddenly sprayed out from the man's throat, and the electrocardiogram on the machine next to him beat violently for a few times, and then turned into a cold straight line.

At this moment, Qiu Mingquan in the air suddenly saw a scene that made his hair stand on end for a moment.