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Chapter 133 Disorder (3)

 Chapter 133 Disorder (3)

Sure enough, are you worried about something?

Feeling the chaos in his body, Fu Qian thought to himself.

Even after practicing for so long, it will take at least a minute to sort out all the confusion.

But seeing that the lamp was almost full, the jailer might turn around and go out at any time.

If you miss this opportunity, you will probably have to wait another day or so.

Although there is more time for adaptation exercises, it also increases the probability of being discovered.

If you don't want to miss the opportunity, you must sort out your confused nerves within ten seconds.

Unfortunately that is impossible!

Fu Qian is very aware that he is not familiar enough with his own body.

At this time, the jailer had already filled up the gas, slowly put down the lampshade, turned around and prepared to walk out.

Can't wait any longer!

Fu Qian reluctantly stood up, raised his head and punched.

It seemed that he was reluctant to attack, but in fact, due to the confusion in his control of his body, he was unable to exert normal force at all.

Not only did this punch have no offensive power, but the body even lost its balance due to the large movement.

However, he gritted his teeth and persisted, and Fu Qian took advantage of the sneak attack to put his fist on the jailer's back.

Wait, this thing is not a human?

I was surprised before I paid the next moment.

The feedback from the fist felt like hitting granite.

It is extremely hard and has no toughness like skin.

If it weren't for the lack of strength, my wrist would probably be broken.

This light punch undoubtedly did not cause any substantial damage, and the jailer turned around almost instantly.

In the flash of cold light, he raised the weapon in his hand without hesitation and stabbed it in the chest.

The speed is not very fast, but it is still not something that the current body can avoid.

The strong wind hit his body, so he reluctantly twisted his body to avoid the vital point and received the blow with his left shoulder.

Click!

The force carried by the weapon was surprisingly strong, and with a crisp sound, Fu Qian's arm fell down softly.

Although he was hit hard at once, Fu Qian refused to retreat but advanced and chose to continue fighting.

This suicidal behavior left him scarred instantly.

Blood flew everywhere, and the sound of broken bones was heard endlessly. In less than ten seconds, almost only one arm in the whole body was still able to move.

Very good, that’s it!

At this time, Fu Qian took a deep breath.

As we all know, confusion often comes from too many variables.

It's true that total neurological chaos is extremely difficult to debug, but it's much easier to adapt if there are only a few variables left!

The next moment, Fu Qian raised his only movable arm and punched out.

Unlike before, this punch successfully burst out with real power.

Paralysis of most parts of the body makes it easier to focus on one point.

Boom!

With the sudden increase in speed, Fu Qian's serious punch hit the opponent's chin directly.

At that moment, Fu Qian felt like his arm was useless.

This thing's chin is the same as its back, and it feels like it's been beaten against a stone.

In addition, this punch gathered the strength of sucking milk, and the two collided, and I felt that several of my fingers were broken in the moment before punching.

But the injury seems worth it.

With a rumble, the sound of crystals breaking was heard.

The jailer's masked head actually flew out from his neck.

The movements of the headless body also stopped, and then it fell straight backwards.

This thing really has more than enough hardness but not enough toughness.

As long as you are not afraid of getting hurt and the output power is sufficient, it is not difficult to kill it.

Fu Qian sat on the ground and panted, looking at his head not far away.

The mask had already been thrown aside, revealing his true face underneath.

It was indeed a face with human facial features, but unfortunately it was as stiff as a sculpture. The surface of the skin seemed to be covered with a layer of fine crystals, sparkling like a diamond under the light.

Fu Qian looked at the broken neck and could see red flesh and white bones. However, the major arteries were severed and not a drop of blood came out.

This place is really full of evil!

Observe for a moment and return your attention to yourself before paying.

After the fight to the death just now, his body was riddled with holes.

The most serious injury among them was caused by the final explosion. The extreme physical load, coupled with a punch hitting the stone, the force of the shock was quite uncomfortable.

It’s easy to go from frugality to luxury!

My current fighting style is more or less a choice after getting used to my super-resilient physique.

Silently waiting for the effects of the nervous confusion to end, Fu Qian stood up and moved to the door with difficulty.

This place is too big!

Fu Qian put his head out and took a look. The light outside was still dim, and it looked like it was somewhere underground.

At a glance, the area of ​​this place is quite exaggerated, estimated to be at least five football fields.

Moreover, there are more than one floor above and below, and there are densely packed cells like this.

Several huge stone pillars support it in the middle, and rows of prison corridors connect it.

No wonder no one has come for so long. How many jailers are needed for such a big place?

The door of the cell has the simplest bolt structure. However, since there is not even a small opening for feeding food on the door, it becomes extremely difficult to escape from the prison. At least there is no way to open it from the inside.

This place seems to have no thought of feeding prisoners.

After roughly confirming the current situation, I reset the door little by little, leaving a gap in the end and retreated back.

Calculate the angle, use your arm against the wall to reset the dislocated area, and then slowly bandage the other locations.

Fortunately, there are round scales growing on many places on the body, which still have some protective effect, otherwise the injury would probably be more serious.

What is also gratifying is that although it is not comparable to the original body, the recovery power of this body is also amazing.

Sitting on the ground, Fu Qian clearly felt that his wounds were healing rapidly, and his physical strength was also rapidly recovering.

At this rate, you will be able to move freely in an hour at most.

After making a silent judgment, Fu Qian turned around and continued to study the corpse on the ground.

I don’t know if it’s due to the mutation, but the headless corpse is still exaggeratedly heavy.

After spending a lot of effort, Fu Qian finally took off his burqa and put it on himself.

The skin under the burqa is indeed in a diamond-like crystalline state and feels like stone.

In addition to the burqa, Fu Qian also found two items from the corpse.

An octagonal black iron plate, plus a huge key.

The surface of the key was rusty, and it looked like it hadn't been used for a long time.

Before paying, I packed up the two items, plus the iron pieces and stones I found earlier.

After trying it, his physical strength had recovered a lot, so he dragged the body to the corner where he woke up.

After placing it against the wall, Fu Qian picked up the head that had fallen to the side and put it on his neck.

After doing all this, he put the jailer's mask on his face, put his weapon and oil can in front of him, and slowly opened the cell door.


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