He retired due to serious injuries and encountered disguised enemy spies on his way back home. After a fight, his injuries worsened and he was defeated by the enemy, who escaped. He was then attacked by wolves near the village entrance and fell unconscious at his doorstep.
Tsk, so weak.
Dust was floating in the dim light, and the surroundings were very quiet, with only the sound of gentle breathing in the ears.
He Jinshan gradually adapted to the dull pain that was washing over his body.
Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, and he listened carefully to identify it.
It was not an illusion, there was indeed a very subtle, almost imperceptible movement.
That was the wet and sticky tearing sound of rapidly growing human muscles, as if a mysterious force was accelerating the healing of his wounds.
The man's thin lips slowly curled up, which was quite interesting.
The physical sensitivity of the Dark Night mercenary He Jinshan is recovering rapidly. His vision, hearing, smell, touch... all his senses seem to be magnified and highlighted.
The smile that was growing bigger and bigger on He Jinshan's lips suddenly froze, and his eyes glanced at the small body that was tightly attached to his left arm with an indescribable look.
Too soft.
It feels like sinking into soft and warm cotton.
Softer than the special sponge cake he had eaten at a private chef in Russia whose temper was as fiery as his dress.
With its cloying yet tempting sweetness, it is particularly hard to ignore.
The slender and strong right arm resting on the stone bed had bulging veins and long fingers slightly curled up.
He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and pressed his rough thumb mercilessly on his waist and abdomen, which were wrapped like a mummy. The pain surged exponentially, and the effect of refreshing his mind was outstanding.
He Jinshan, are you a beast?
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