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"How did you come?"

In the Dushan Villa of the Ni family, Ni Yongxiao, wearing loose pajamas, stepped on the uneven cobblestones.

Looking at Chen Changqing who stopped the car not far away, Ni Yongxiao's eyes flashed with surprise.

He got out of the car and looked at the beautiful scenery around him. Although the night was not as refreshing as it was during the day, it still had a different flavor, which made him chuckle:

"I don't know, I just came here while walking."

Shaking the sparkling water in his hand, Ni Yongxiao thought for a while:

"time to eat?"

Chen Changqing nodded, and stretched out in casual clothes: "After eating, why don't we go for a walk together."

Looking around, Ni Yongxiao pointed in the direction: "That's fine, I don't know what to do anyway."

BMWs costing hundreds of thousands were just dumped on the side of the road.

Because the entire mountain belongs to the Ni family, there is no need to worry about illegal parking and being ticketed.

Along the slender cobblestone path, there are green grass and straight flower trees on both sides, including peonies and spring rhododendrons. But Chen Changqing’s favorite is a flower tree called tung tree, with clusters of small yellow-white flowers.

Gather together.

As a cool sea breeze blows by, the fragrance of various flowers gathers together, making people feel inexplicably cheerful.

After walking, the two of them came to the pavilion they had visited before. Looking at the phosphorescent sea surface in the night, Chen Changqing, who had been silent all the way, suddenly asked:

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

Ni Yongxiao glanced at Chen Changqing flatly, with an indifferent expression as if this was a trivial matter:

"I killed more than one, what happened?"

Chen Changqing nodded and continued to ask curiously: "Then do you still remember how you felt when you killed someone for the first time?"

Shaking his head, Ni Yongxiao's eyes flashed with thoughts and confusion. It could be seen that he was trying to remember, but in the end he said with emotion: "I forgot, maybe because I was afraid? Or maybe there were other emotions that I can't remember clearly."

Chen Changqing waved his hand and emphasized with a serious expression:

"I'm talking about you taking the initiative to kill someone."

Ni Yongxiao turned his head and glanced at Chen Changqing, with a bit of surprise in his eyes: "Is there any difference?"

Chen Changqing scratched his head. Facing Ni Yongxiao's question, he couldn't help but look a little more hesitant:

"It's hard to say. One is forced? The other is active?"

Ni Yongxiao shrugged, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked plain:

"I don't feel anything, maybe because I'm used to it, what about you?"

With some thoughts between his brows, Chen Changqing glanced at Ni Yongxiao, and his deep eyes gradually became more dignified:

"Excited, maybe even excited!"

Lu Qichang was right, Huang Zhicheng was forced to death by himself.

In fact, normally Huang Zhicheng does not need to die. Even when arranging all this, Chen Changqing never thought of killing Huang Zhicheng. For a person like him, living is actually more painful than death.

Of course, the most important reason is because Huang Zhicheng is no longer valuable.

But just an hour ago, at the moment when Chen Changqing took out the monitoring line?

He didn't know what he was thinking, but Chen Changqing suddenly had the urge to tell Huang Zhicheng everything. This was a very strong desire to talk.

And the best part is, today’s timing is perfect!

Lu Huaming’s conversation, Huang Zhicheng’s text message, and a Glock 17 that shouldn’t have appeared.

Huang Zhicheng's excited expression, and Liu Jianming in the crowd.

All the conditions were met, and all it took was a gentle push from Chen Changqing to push Huang Zhicheng into the abyss of death.

Between life and death, Chen Changqing chose the former.

But unlike the previous forced counterattack, this time he took the initiative to kill someone, thinking that he would be scared or fearful.

But in fact, Chen Changqing didn't feel any negative emotions. When he wiped off the blood on his face with his fingers, looking at the red color on his fingers, Chen Changqing even felt curious about what human blood tasted like.

This made him feel very complicated, so much so that he didn't know why, so he drove to the Ni family villa. Looking at Ni Yongxiao's shocked eyes at this moment, Chen Changqing couldn't help but rolled his eyes:

"Don't look at me like that. This is the first time I've noticed it."

Ni Yongxiao was silent, and the sparkling water in his hand made a crackling sound in the silent pavilion.

He thought for a moment and then asked: "Do you like this feeling?"

Chen Changqing shook his head, his voice was very calm, "I don't know, I can't say I like it, nor can I say I hate it."

Ni Yongxiao, who looked thoughtful, hesitated for a moment, and his eyes became a little worried:

"Do you need help finding a psychiatrist?"

Rolling his eyes angrily, Chen Changqing looked at the other person speechlessly: "Would you believe me if I said I'm not sick?"

Ni Yongxiao nodded. He looked at Chen Changqing seriously and said in a sincere tone:

"I believe."

But looking at Ni Yongxiao’s serious look?

Chen Changqing was stunned for a moment. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and calmly looked at Ni Yongxiao in front of him.

His eyes were obviously calm, but Ni Yongxiao felt his scalp numb inexplicably, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. This feeling was like a goat meeting a tiger in the jungle. Even if the tiger has no desire to kill, it has a strong desire to kill.

The uneasiness made Ni Yongxiao subconsciously tense up.

Until the next moment, Chen Changqing seemed to understand something. He shook his head and put on his gold-rimmed glasses with a chuckle:

"You don't believe it because you don't understand."

A layer of sweat appeared on his forehead before he knew it. Ni Yongxiao, who pretended to be calm, asked:

"so?"

Chen Changqing smiled and shook his head. He patted Ni Yongxiao's shoulder and said something he couldn't understand: "We are different. Thank you for chatting with me. It's getting late. Maybe I'll be worried if I go back late."

"Huh~"

A gust of sea breeze blew by, and Ni Yongxiao who was standing there couldn't help but shudder. Looking at the cobblestone path shrouded in darkness that Chen Changqing left, his eyes suddenly changed. Ni Yongxiao, whose expression was inexplicably frightened, stood up from his pajamas.

He took out a mobile phone from his pocket:

"Third uncle, check what happened to Ren today. I want the most detailed report."

At the same time, while walking on the cobblestone path, under the shroud of darkness, Chen Changqing's fair skin gradually began to turn red, and with every step he took, his body surface temperature soared a notch higher.

A wave of hot air spread out in all directions with his body as the center.

Under the scorching heat of the heat wave, the leaves of the tung tree became more and more green, and the rubber-soled canvas shoes became soft and even showed signs of melting.

And with the rhythmic breathing, inside Chen Changqing's body, the jet black body entered a highly active state.

Every time he takes a breath, Chen Changqing's body will expand as a large amount of oxygen is taken into his body.

One meter seventy-eight, one meter eighty-six, one meter ninety-three.

There was a cobblestone path of almost 30 meters, and when Chen Changqing walked through it, the cold moonlight fell on him.

He is 1.98 meters tall. His loose sportswear is stretched out and clings to Chen Changqing's body like a tights. His bulging muscles, ripped canvas shoes, and broad back muscles are bulging, and his squirming muscles look like a grin.

grimace.

Under the opened gold-rimmed glasses, his deep eyes flashed with the terrifying aura of a beast.

In mid-April, it should be the time when flowers are blooming and insects are chirping, but there is silence for dozens or even hundreds of meters around.

"Ding! Your physical fitness has reached the limit of your current life form!"

Accompanied by a familiar prompt, Chen Changqing stopped.

He looked down at his thick palms, and a stream of air as hot as steam spurted out of his mouth.

The body gradually broke away from the excited state, and the astonishing waves of air were accompanied by large drops of sweat. In just two or three seconds, Chen Changqing, who was just as terrifying as a little giant, returned to his usual elegant appearance.

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Name: Chen Changqing

Life level: Elementary (99.9%)

Talent: Corrosive Parasitism (Elementary) (unique, non-upgradeable, increases with life level.)

Strength:3.0

Speed:3.0

Physique:3.0

Spirit:3.0

Skills: Intermediate Shooting (100/1000), Intermediate Fighting (100/1000), Intermediate Knowledge (560/1000), Intermediate Detection (680/1000), Intermediate Siamese (100/1000), Intermediate Neon Language (215

/1000).

Advanced Hong Fist (Incomplete)(7900/9999)

Violation points: 100600 points

Special items: Black Iron Gear Mark (activated), Red Bronze Gear Mark (can be activated)

The conversation we just had was somewhat similar to a Taoist epiphany.

Let him understand that people are different, and there is no need for him to doubt whether there is something wrong with him just because his reaction is different from others.

Clearly seeing one’s true nature, Hong Quan is both an external martial art and an internal martial art.

After understanding this matter, Chen Changqing's advanced Hongquan proficiency increased from the previous 6480 to 7900 points. This is also the reason why his strength and speed increased from the previous 2.8 to 3.0 in just two days.

But that's not actually important, what's important is.
Chapter completed!