Passing by a convenience store, John got off the car and bought a map of the city. After getting on the car, he found the location of the Celperth Social Club on the map.

Drive the car to get here.

But before he drove far, John suddenly felt unusually tired all over his body. Looking at the "weak" negative BuFF displayed on the system, it showed that the full attribute has been reduced by 80%.

Only then did he notice that the power indicator light on the router-like box on his waist was still left with the last grid of electricity.

"Oh no! This thing is going to run out of power. It seems that the 'weak' BuFF of my body is related to this power. The lower the power, the more severe the weakness of my body will be."

No! The matter of looking for Joni Wan has to be slowed down a little. I have to find a solution before this thing is completely out of power, otherwise there may be some bad consequences.

Although the devil's derivation of personal characteristics can ensure that it is not dead to the greatest extent, it is hard to say what unpredictable situations occur when the heart stops.

John immediately turned around at the intersection in front, stepped on the accelerator, and drove all the way to Dr. Miles' private clinic. For physiological problems, he still needed to seek help from professional experts.

...

Clinic.

"Oh, John, I...I'm not dreaming, are you not dead? Oh my God, I must be dreaming. I believe the cat I have in my family must have grown into a tiger."

When Miles saw John coming to the door, he was so surprised that he was a little speechless.

News that John jumped into the air and fell to the ground from a high altitude occupied a considerable area, and 99% of the people believed that the person involved was dead and could not have the possibility of survival.

John: "Hey, Myers, I need your help, I'm not here to listen to you for a joke."

"Ok, OK," Miles made a sorry gesture, "Then let me tell you, what's wrong with you? How do you need me to help you?"

John: "I know it's hard for you to believe. But I still want to tell you that my heart has been cut off..."

"Sorry, what did you say? Your heart was cut off? Ha...haha..." Miles laughed, as if he had heard something very funny.

John: "Is this so funny?"

Miles quickly held back his laughter, "You keep going."

John: "My heart was cut off, and the one that was replaced by an artificial heart in my body, and there was also a thing that was connected..."

He lifted his clothes and showed Miles the router on his waist, "There are several power indicators on it. The less power, the worse my feeling is. Take a look at how I should solve this problem. It has only one grid left..."

Myers immediately said in a professional tone: "They exchanged you with the artificial heart of Iveka. In addition to this belt battery, it also has an internal battery, just like a battery. Once the battery in the body is exhausted, your life will be less than an hour."

John: "Please, Myers, I'm not listening to you, just tell me what to do."

"Ok, ok." Miles nodded repeatedly, "Your artificial heart is just for transitional transplants. You have to find a real heart to replace it, of course it's your own. In addition, you know, I'm the best cardiac surgeon, and I can be fully responsible for the surgery."

John: "Yeah, of course I will go to find my heart, but the electricity on me is almost gone, how should I charge it?"

Myers: "I can use a pacemaker to help you charge your battery, but I believe it won't last long. You have to keep charging to keep that thing running..."

John: "Hell, Miles, you haven't gotten the point yet, how can I recharge myself?"

Myers: "It's very simple... Everything that is greater than the safety voltage of the human body can charge you, and you can just use your skin to contact the current. Of course, it's safe..."

John: "I get it. Now let me fully charge."

The security issue does not exist at all for John. There is a derivation of the personal demon. Unless it is subject to continuous fatal attacks and irreversible damage to the body, it will be immortal.

...

After enjoying the treatment of electrotherapy, John came out of the clinic a hundred times more energetic. The router was fully charged, and the negative "explosion" next to the system attribute panel had disappeared, becoming another BuFF "excited", with the increase in all attributes by 100%.

I felt that there was endless power all over my body, which was even more powerful than drinking ten bottles of Red Bull.

John drove to Celperth Social Club.

The so-called social club looks like a two-story apartment from the outside. Even if the doors are closed in broad daylight and the windows are curtained, I don’t know what it is doing inside.

John walked to the door.

Suddenly, a big hole was broken in the door, and a black girl rolled out of the hole with wood chips.

Immediately afterwards, a big fat man followed out with the fat on his body.

John stopped the fat man, "Hey, are you Jonny? Wan?"

The fat man was quite confused and shook his head for a long time.

John: "Then do you know Joni? Who is Wan?"

The fat man shook his head again.

John shrugged and punched the fat man in the face.

The fat man fell to the ground like a meat mountain.

John is in a very bad mood now. His heart is cut off and no one will have any good temper.

John breaks into the club.

Several guys came up to meet him.

One of the niggers asked, "Hey, man, what are you going to do?"

John: "Jonny? Where is Wan?"

Nigami: "How do I know Joni? Wan? That Becky is your mother?"

Dong!

John punched Nigami in the face.

The nigger fell back three or four meters away, crushing the table.

Several other guys immediately rushed towards John at the same time.

But John's fighting specialty is expert (315/375), and these guys don't even deserve to carry their shoes in front of him.

John gently eased his ape's arms, clamped a guy's head in his armpits, and hugged him back and threw him.

Bang!

The drink vending machine next to it was knocked down, and the canned drinks fell down and rolled around.

Puchi, a can of Coke was stomped on a leather shoe, and the owner of the leather shoe grabbed John's shoulder.

But John grabbed his arm in reverse, and threw it hard on his back, and threw it over his shoulder, directly throwing the guy on the counter.

The counter cracked, the bottles jumped to the ground, the glass slag flew around, and the wine splashed everywhere.

The remaining two friends, one hugged John from behind, the other took out a knife and stabbed him in the chest.

John kicked on the ground, using the person who was holding him behind him as a support point, and his feet left the ground and kicked heavily into the chest of the man in front.

The guy suddenly flew upside down, smashed the glass, flew out of the window, and yelled and fell on the concrete floor outside the house, stopping moving.

John stepped back his heel.

A creaking sound.

The guy holding John screamed in pain, his feet were severely damaged, and his heartbroken.

John elbowed the guy behind his back, and his scream turned into a whimper.

John turned around and punched the guy in the face.
Chapter completed!