Bang!

Yan Yu grunted in pain and staggered due to the impact, but the iron rod in his palm forced him to break free of the opponent's twist lock. The jagged sharp tip cut through his arm, bringing out a cluster of eye-catching blood beads.

"ah."

Jason only felt a tingling pain in his arm, and a feeling of powerlessness. Before he could react, Yan Yu suddenly kicked his waist and used the force to distance himself from him.

Although the kick came suddenly, Jason used the momentum of the feedback to forcibly remove Yan Yu's iron rod. With a few jingling sounds, the two iron rods spun several times in mid-air and hit the ground one after another.

Hiss~

Yan Yu shook his hand, and his palm was scratched several times by the iron rod. The stinging sensation made him more awake. He clenched his fist tightly and squeezed out a trace of bright red blood.

"very nice."

Jason tore off the sleeves of his prison uniform and tied up the wound on his arm several times. His eyes looking at Yan Yu were full of bloodthirsty fighting intent. As he stretched his muscles and bones, his whole body crackled and exploded.

Gululu~

The molten iron in the furnace was rolling, and the sizzling sound woke up the stunned prisoners. They hurriedly picked up their tools and started working, but most of their attention was still on Yan Yu.

laugh……

Suddenly, Jason took a step forward, and the muscles in Jason's arm swelled, like a steel cone made of iron. With a roaring sound, it hit Yan Yu's chest without any fancy.

Bang, bang~

Wrapping the fist with his palm, Yan Yu frowned, feeling the pain and numbness in his palm, and clicked his tongue. This grandson was so strong that he instinctively threw out the jab, and the landing point was Jason's fisting arm.

Jason tried to break away to no avail, and his other hand instantly inserted in, narrowly blocking Yan Yu's punch. His arm suddenly shook it away, and he stabbed the enemy's throat with murderous intent.

But before the fist reached the ground, Jason's face suddenly turned blue. After his movements froze for a moment, his unaimed fist hit Yan Yu's chest. The two of them spurted out a puff of blood at the same time, and retreated to distance themselves.

hiss……

Yan Yu's chest was covered in bruises, while Jason was not much better. He was throbbing with abdominal cramps and his face was obviously pale.

Grass!

Whether it was Yan Yu or Jason, the severe pain gradually made them angry, and their eyes gradually turned fierce.

Bang……

Sweat stains were mixed with blood drops, and he was breathing heavily and making a roaring sound.

Yan Yu grabbed his neck, staggered forward and lowered himself, put his left leg under his crotch and bent his knees. Amid Jason's screams, he grabbed his belt and lifted him up, driving him towards the ground like a pile.

At the critical moment, Jason forcibly bent his body, stretched out his arms and locked Yan Yu's head. There was a muffled sound, and the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, kicking up a large amount of dust.

Gan Li Niang.

Yan Yu forcibly broke free from his restraints and clamped tightly on Jason's neck. Veins popped out on his forehead, and he punched him in the face. With the sound of cracking bones, Jason's tall nose broke.

puff……

He bulged his middle finger, pinched the phoenix eye with his fist and hit him on the chest, fiercely knocking the breath away from Jason's chest. He opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of blood mist. His pale face was particularly frightening.

Yan Yu, who succeeded with one blow, would not give him a chance to recover.

Seeing the ferocity rising in his eyes, he bent his knees on Jason's shoulders, clasped his right arm with both hands, and twisted and pulled him amidst his shrill screams. To the naked eye, his arm looked like a limp dead snake, wrapped in flesh.

The bones were broken into five or six sections.

Just when Yan Yu wanted to go one step further and strangle Jason here, his sanity instantly returned to the high ground...

Can't kill!

Good opportunity!

Two ideas came to mind, then collided together, bursting into brilliant sparks, and quickly turned into a series of plans.

And the moment he stopped, Jason, who was shrouded in fear of death, flashed a fierce light in his eyes and punched Yan Yu on the temple.

puff……

Yan Yu only felt a pain in his head, and a strong sense of dizziness filled his brain. Then he was kicked in the shoulder and fell to the ground.

Before he could wake up, a dark shadow pressed down in the blur, and fists enveloped him like raindrops.

At this moment, the door of the factory was pushed open, and several prison guards, following the warning from Carat, rushed in with shouts and pulled the two people who were fighting apart.

——

Two days later.

Inside Bol's office.

Jason took off the cast on his arm, shook his recovered hand, took two sips of whiskey, and breathed a sigh of relief: "...It feels so comfortable."

Bol was holding the wine, leaning on the desk, and looked at him with a smile: "You are no match for him."

As he spoke, his eyes vaguely glanced at Jason's arm, and the look of envy in his eyes flashed away.

Jason's arm was almost useless at that time, and the rupture of seven or eight joints was not as pleasant as amputation.

But Jason said there was no need to go to the hospital, just find him a quiet place with no one around.

Then something magical happened. In less than half an hour, Jason walked out intact. Not only was his arm restored to its original state, there were no traces of trauma on his body.

This kind of recovery ability is simply...

Bol doesn't want money anymore. He feels that compared with Jason's magical ability, money is nothing...

"hehe."

Jason snorted and said dissatisfied: "Although he is extremely talented, he lacks combat experience and has a very problematic mentality. If he continues to fight, I will definitely be the one who survives."

"I trust your analysis."

Boll did not dwell on this point. He went around to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out several long boxes and placed them on the table: "I heard from Mr. Karl that you are good at swordsmanship after all. You can choose one to make."

Gift."

"Oh? I've also heard of Mr. Bol's name as a collector." Jason raised his eyebrows and showed an interested smile: "But I will only tell the truth."

Jason knew that the meaning of Bol's gift was simply to let him and Karl evaluate Yan Yu's value higher when repaying the favor.

Bol didn't take it seriously and asked thoughtfully: "Do you think Yan's value is enough to buy your magical ability?"

"Magical ability?"

Jason was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously looked at his arm, suddenly realizing that Bol was attracted by his resilience, no wonder he was so generous.

It's a pity that this guy doesn't know the disadvantages of the potion and only sees the benefits... Combined with the degree of risk, the actual value of this potion is actually not high.

Yan is worth more than ten bottles of medicine.

"this……"

Jason thought about it in his mind, looked embarrassed, and gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Boll, my ability actually comes from a potion developed by the organization.

I carry a copy with me, and if you give me a suitable price, I can make the decision to sell you the potion. Of course, only you and I know about this."

Jason planned to intercept Hu and stop Bol's business.

It is the organization that makes money. If you have nothing to do with Jason, how can you enjoy the pleasure of monopolizing it?

Potion?

Bol's heart was shocked, his eyes suddenly became hot, and the smile on his face became more sincere: "Of course, my dear friend, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

"I……"

Zizzi... bang!
Chapter completed!