Chapter 1236 Amazing Similarity

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After driving down the ring road for about 20 minutes, the navigation showed that we had arrived at the location.

Roland looked around, but found that there was no building nearby that could match the hospital. Instead, he saw several new buildings with gorgeous shapes that were comparable to art exhibition halls.

"That's it." Garcia nodded.

"Are you sure?" Roland drove the car to the entrance with hesitation and noticed the words "Rheinland Sanatorium" hanging on the wall.

"Of course, because every newcomer I brought here reacted basically the same as you."

A few burly men in suits and sunglasses quickly walked out from behind the gate and surrounded the car on the left and right. One of them knocked on the window glass and said, "Sorry, this is private property and there is no parking service."

Roland couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "Hey...why are you being treated like this again? Did he say that he was here to park the car? He couldn't visit the patient when he opened the bread?"

He was about to take out his hunting license and call the other person in the face, but Garcia rolled down the window and handed over a card, "I just bought the car not long ago, and the license plate hasn't been registered yet. Please register it."

The other party was obviously stunned. After taking the card, he looked at the car twice more and turned back to the monitoring room. When he walked out again, his attitude was completely different, "I'm sorry, Miss Garcia, the car you registered before was not this one, so we-"

"Isn't it normal to change cars?" Garcia interrupted the other party calmly.

"That's true..." The man looked at Roland again, "Who is this..."

"My driver."

The atmosphere at the scene became a little stiff for a while, but in the end it was the leader who reacted first, "I understand, I will add a new license plate number for you now."

Soon, the gate opened, Roland released the clutch, and the van slowly drove through the gate of the nursing home with the sound of exhaust.

Looking through the rearview mirror, he could probably guess how the group was feeling.

When changing cars, they could only exchange bread, and they still insisted on hiring a driver. Garcia was probably the most miserable martial artist they had ever seen...

"Well, I thought you couldn't lie."

"That's because you don't understand me," Garcia shrugged. "Regardless of principles, I'm not as rigid as you think. Besides, you are a member of the association, but your identity card has not been issued yet. .”

“Isn’t it okay to have a hunting license?”

"Except for a few people, the specific holders of the license have always been the secret of the association. This is completely opposite to the star martial arts masters." Garcia replied seriously, "Although it represents the affirmation and trust of the association, it will also increase the The risk of being sniped. In the history of the association, there have been several records of demon-fallen beings surrounding and killing martial artists, and the latter were basically hunters whose identities were exposed."

In other words, as long as his identity is revealed, the Demonic Fallen will continuously send natural cores to his door?

However, considering the safety of Jie Luo and other people in Tongzi Community, Roland finally gave up the idea.

After meeting Lan, he could no longer simply treat people in the dream world as illusory NPCs.

Entering the interior of the sanatorium, Roland discovered that it was a unique place - not only the area was huge, but there were all kinds of small bridges, flowing water, gardens and grasslands. You could even see road signs such as hot springs, swimming pools, golf courses, etc. on the roadside. Compared with some high-end scenic spots, No less impressive.

Sure enough, poverty limited his imagination.

Even after becoming the King of Graycastle, he never thought that the hospital could be built like this.

The inpatient building is located in the center of the nursing home. Judging from the shiny silver glass curtain wall, it is no exaggeration to call it a star hotel.

The two walked into the hall, and a man as tall as a mountain walked forward quickly. He was about forty years old, with bronze skin. The bulging muscles on his body held up his martial arts robe. The power fluctuations were also extremely obvious, and Roland felt the pressure from a distance of more than ten meters.

"He is the master's master." Garcia whispered, and then bowed her head slightly to the visitor, "Your Majesty the Guard..."

"I'm sorry about Lan." Panshi squatted down, holding her shoulders with both hands and said solemnly, "I failed to protect her."

When mentioning Lan, Garcia looked a little sad. She shook her head, "It's not your fault... When she was still alive, she often said that martial arts masters would one day sacrifice their lives to fight against erosion. If they were afraid If so, you are not qualified to be a member of the association at all.”

"She taught a good disciple," Panshi sighed, "Don't worry, I will make those intruders pay the price."

"I am also willing to contribute to driving away erosion."

Panshi nodded in approval, stood up and looked at Roland, "You should be the expert in hunting fallen demons, Mr. Roland. The first time we met, I was Panshi, one of the four guards of Prism City."

"Hello," Roland took the initiative to shake hands with the other party.

"Thanks to your activity, the conflict between the old and new factions has been eased. I must thank you for this." Panshi said straightforwardly, "Please continue to protect this world in the future."

"It is obligatory." Roland replied decisively.

How dare you dig into the corners of his dream world? How can we not eradicate these guys completely?

This sentence also cheered up Garcia's mood a lot, and she probably felt that the person she brought out was finally on the right track.

At three o'clock, the visitation activity officially began - the entire team consisted of about twenty people, led by Panshi. Obviously Prism City did not let all the senior officials come out, but selected some representative figures, such as Fei Yuhan, a star martial artist.

To be honest, Roland felt a little guilty when he saw her. After all, in the last joint extermination operation, he not only let Ling knock out all the survivors, but also accidentally let Fei Yuhan hear the clues. I was already prepared to refuse to admit my fault, but I didn't expect that the other party didn't raise any objection. But he would never think that the other party had forgotten about it.

Therefore, on the way to visit, Roland kept as far away from Fei Yuhan as possible, and did not speak if he could. Fortunately, she was quite popular with everyone, and she was the center of attention no matter which room she went to, so she didn't have time to confront him.

Shaking hands with the injured and saying a few words of encouragement is almost the entire process of the activity. Since Garcia was not in the team, he was also a newcomer to the association, and he didn't know almost any of the higher-ups, so the whole event was more like getting to know each other with the guard than a visit. I'm afraid the other party came to him for this reason.

"The injured person in the next room is called Vakiris." The doctor who was accompanying him looked at the directory. "She was seriously injured before. She should have had a good rest. But since you are here, you should go in and take a look. If you can, please try to be quiet."

"Of course, the recovery of the association members is the most important." Panshi nodded and opened the door.

The wards in the building are all single rooms, which are larger than the residences in Tongzilou. They can easily accommodate more than twenty people. As usual, Roland walked at the end of the line, and just stepped forward when it was his turn to shake hands.

But when he looked at each other in the crowd, he couldn't help but be surprised.

That face was extremely familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before - the slender eyebrows, cold eyes, high bridge of the nose, and the right lip shape, absolutely exquisite, even on the azure skin It is no less impressive than above, or in other words, even more special.

He was stunned for a while before he searched his mind for the source of this familiar feeling.

That was exactly what he saw in the memory fragments of Tongzi Building.

A promotion ceremony was held in the Devil's City, and the host looked like the Vakiris in front of him!

Roland almost thought that the high-level devil had also broken through the barrier of the dream world and "invaded" from the fragmented world behind the door.

But when he suppressed his shock and looked at the other person carefully, he found that the two of them were not exactly the same.

The biggest difference is that the other person's forehead is smooth and there is no vertical third eye.