“Good! As long as you can kill that bastard, you'll take care of my life, simle Goethe!”
ps：“那好！只要能杀死那个混蛋，我西姆勒·歌德这条命就归你们处理了！”
原来爆拳的名字叫西姆勒·歌德。
接下来由西姆勒·歌德带路，一行人朝着牛约异能者协会走去......
路上，王勿终于问出了困扰他很久的问题。
“歌德，你爆炸的话，不会感到疼痛吗？”
“Goethe, don't you feel pain when you explode?”
洛超然翻译道。
只见西姆勒·歌德的嘴角抽搐了两次。
“Pain... But this is the ability. What can I do? Fortunately, I have rapid regeneration. Even if I have a cell left, I can't die. The two powers complement each other. What about pain? I can't die again. I just engrave a mark of revenge on myself. I always remind myself that revenge can be repaired at any time.”
ps：“疼啊......但是异能就是这个，能有什么办法......好在我有急速再生，哪怕剩个细胞我都死不了，两个异能相辅相成，疼，又怎么？我又死不了，这个伤口我只是给自己刻下一个复仇的印记罢了，时刻提醒自己复仇，其实随时都可以修复的。”
说着西姆勒·歌德用手拂过自己的右眼，只见右眼已经恢复如初......哪里还有什么疤痕？
不过紧接着歌德又将自己右眼弄出一个疤痕......
“With this mark, I will not forget my wife, nor will I forget to revenge on this bastard!”
ps：“有着这道印记，我不会
本章未完，请点击下一页继续阅读！