NFBE Chapter 175 Bloodshed in Shuangchu
Chapter 175 Bloodshed in Shuangchu
Chen's Club.
Chu Zihang was holding a handkerchief in his right hand, covering his mouth, squatting next to the front left wheel of the black Maybach, dry heaving.
Chu Tianjiao gripped the Desert Eagle in his left hand, the muzzle gleaming with fire in the biting wind.
Holding the divine sword Murasame in his right hand, raindrops appeared on the Murasame blade, washing away the bloodstains on its edge, and falling drop by drop onto the asphalt road.
The scene just now: tofu pudding bursting open in a watermelon, the bursting of filling.
At this moment, these thoughts kept appearing in Chu Zihang's mind, bringing an extremely powerful shock to his young heart!
"Son, this is the life of a half-blood, always licking dragon blood from the edge of a knife."
"I felt nauseous and vomiting the first time, just like you."
"Relax, take a deep breath, dizziness is normal..."
Chu Tianjiao gently comforted Chu Zihang. After speaking, he changed the magazine of his Desert Eagle and clipped it to his left waist.
Chu Zihang forced himself to stand up, supporting himself on his knees with his hands, and pointed at the stiff, lifeless creatures on the ground with his Desert Eagle.
He asked in bewilderment, "Why do the human skins of these creatures crack open after they die, revealing the lizard skin underneath?"
Chu Tianjiao casually used the tip of his Divine Sword, Murasame, to peel back the skin of a corpse's face at his feet, and patiently explained:
"I hid in the darkness of the city and observed for a long time."
It has been discovered that these creatures can be found in many places in China.
They are all Dead Servants with a certain level of intelligence, mingling in human living environments.
They served the Dragon King faithfully, and sometimes, when the mood struck, they would slaughter unfortunate humans.
"I can't beat the Dragon King; you can't beat Deadpool."
"Let me tell you..."
Chu Zihang interrupted the incessant chatter of Chu Tianjiao, staring coldly into his eyes and asking, "Have you ever accidentally killed anyone?"
“Occasionally,” Chu Tianjiao replied calmly, his expression unusually composed. “You know, these things are unavoidable; after all, it’s a matter of probability…”
"Moreover, the fewer people who know about such shady things, the better, so as to avoid complications and unnecessary trouble."
"Masashi Tomiyama's use of mental hypnosis on ordinary people has never stopped..."
Chu Zihang couldn't listen anymore. He reached out and hugged the head of blue hair, screaming, "Alright, stop rambling on!"
"There are still so many weapons left in the trunk!"
"Just tell me directly, where do we need to have the surgery now?"
Upon hearing Chu Zihang's words, Chu Tianjiao silently twirled Murasame with a flourish before sheathing it and tucking it into his waistband.
The black trench coat stretched as long as the night.
"Son, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."
"Well, where should I begin with this?"
In short, we must take it slow and not rush things.
“I saw you practicing kendo at the Children’s Palace.”
"You should understand the principle that haste makes waste..."
Chu Zihang couldn't take it anymore. He covered his ears, yanked open the door of the black Maybach, and quietly sat in the passenger seat.
Looking at his restless son, Chu Tianjiao thought to himself, "Son, you don't understand yet. Dad is doing this to help you relax."
Chu Tianjiao silently opened the door of the black Maybach, got into the driver's seat, and said, "Start the engine!"
The father and son once again embarked on a bloody path...
"Villa", living room.
Ye Jingchen looked at the words on the parchment contract, nodded in satisfaction, rolled up the parchment, and stuffed it into his pocket.
The binding force of the parchment contract increases as the strength of the alliance leader grows.
Ye Jingchen raised his hand and patted Old Tang on the shoulder, "San Sun and the other two, do you want to save them?"
The combat strength of the two dragon servants is worth Ye Jingchen's efforts to acquire; they are much more reliable than the fragile students from Kassel College like Chen Motong and Jiu Deyaji.
San Sun, one of Norton's two loyal dragon servants.
One of the nameless dragon servants' fates unfolded as follows: at the Three Gorges Reservoir, it used its sharp tail spike to pierce through the spirit of Jiudeya, dragging it into the water. Neither guns nor bombs could harm it. Its end came at Kassel College, where Chen Motong's younger brother, "Key," and Professor Stanlundbergh were killed in a clash at the reservoir's dam. In its dying moments, it shot out a bone spike that pierced Professor Stanlundbergh's chest, dragging another one down to hell.
The original fate of San Sun was to sacrifice his dragon body to Norton in order to fight against the Little Devil, Lu Mingfei, the Secret Party, Kassel College, and other forces. He was severely injured by Lu Mingfei using the Seven Deadly Sins and died from the Philosopher's Stone bullet in Jiu De Mai's sniper rifle.
Dragon's Secret Art - Fusion: A superior dragon can forcibly take over the body of a subordinate dragon of the same bloodline.
Old Tang scratched his head at Ye Jingchen's words, "Brother, what's this 'Three Grandsons'? I have no idea!"
"I don't remember knowing this person!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Jingchen quietly spread out a roll of white cotton cloth on the table, inside which was inserted a row of silver needles arranged in an orderly fashion from long to short.
Ye Jingchen picked up a silver needle with his fingers, rubbed it between his fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the sharp needle tip, and calmly said:
"It's alright, your older brother will help you regain your memory!"
Traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture emphasizes puncturing acupoints and unblocking meridians to guide the flow of Qi through the needles.
Ye Jingchen didn't bother with internal energy cultivation; instead, he directly used alchemical power to replace "qi." Under the cover of alchemical power, the tips of the silver needles shimmered with golden light.
As Ye Jingchen spoke, he pressed down on Old Tang's shoulder with one hand and used the other hand to stab Old Tang's head with a silver needle!
Old Tang was about to take the golden egg and hold it in front of his head!
Golden Egg: "..."
Unexpectedly, Ye Jingchen's hand holding the silver needles instantly turned into a blur, inserting more than a dozen silver needles!
Shenting (GV24), Yinjiao (SP7), Xinshu (BL15)...
With advanced acupuncture techniques, patients will not experience excessive pain; they will only feel a slight soreness or distension when the needle pierces the skin.
Old Tang's mouth twisted in pain, the golden egg in his hand fell to the ground, and he screamed as Ye Jingchen inserted the needles:
"what!"
"Oh!"
"ah!"
"what……"
In just ten minutes, Old Tang's head was covered with silver needles, making it look like he had some kind of strange hairstyle.
Old Tang scratched his head, his mouth wide open but unable to speak. He felt as if a water pipe was rapidly washing over his cerebral cortex!
After Ye Jingchen finished inserting the silver needles into Old Tang's body, he breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
Seeing Old Tang touching his head repeatedly, he tried to stop him:
"I advise you not to move around too much. I've made sure each needle is inserted quite accurately."
"If you press down a few inches and puncture your own brain, I can't be responsible for that!"
Upon hearing this, Old Tang pressed his hands firmly under his buttocks, not daring to make any further moves.
Xia Mi stood to the side, watching the scene unfold before her, barely daring to breathe, afraid that Ye Jingchen would pull her over and give her a needle or two...
"Boss, have you been watching too much of Rong Momo's (a famous Chinese historical drama character)?! ovo"