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The Guards finally have a gold-level powerhouse in charge. They are not "hired" outsiders, but grown up through their own hard work. They are native "Guards". This is the glory, the glory that belongs to the Guards! Shalang succeeded.
, has set the truest example for everyone. The gold level is not out of reach, and it is not just based on talent. If you keep working hard, keep accumulating, keep summarizing, and keep persevering, you will eventually break through that barrier one day!
"Do you want to celebrate?" Tong Min threw away the wooden stick in his hand and walked up to ask. A rare smile appeared on his cold face. Although he was not the first to break through the silver barrier, he also sincerely felt sorry for Sha
Lang felt happy.
When Brother Cheng chose him to be the captain instead of himself... maybe he was right, he was indeed very good.
"It depends on your brother's father-in-law's unwillingness to let go of blood." Zhang Chuo winked and smiled.
Di Cheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Those with serious injuries are only allowed to eat vegetables and not drink alcohol. Those with minor injuries are allowed to drink beer. There is a limit of two bottles per person. Others... drink as much as you like!"
"Okay!!" The uninjured ones cheered loudly, the slightly injured ones had a wry smile on their faces, and the seriously injured ones closed their eyes directly.
"Let's go, let's clean up this place. Don't fight and kill in the villa from now on. The frightened children will come to settle accounts with you." Di Cheng greeted a few times, and the lively scene slowly dispersed, but those children were not only
Instead of being afraid, he was full of excitement and surrounded him, pestering Tong Min and the others about what kung fu they wanted to learn.
"Beauty, why haven't I seen Long Yi?" Not far away from there, Di Cheng suddenly thought of a question. Long Yi's threat was as threatening as Fang Zhongshou. If that guy hadn't been too arrogant, he would have
If the target was aimed at him instead of targeting Shalang and the others, the current situation of the Guards might be worse than that of Longnu. Meiyan was able to catch him, but it reassured him a lot, but when I asked a few days ago,
Shalang said that Meiyan was going to go.
"It's in my room."
"In the room?"
"Yes, it's left there."
"What's the use of keeping it? If you've tortured enough, just kill him. Keeping him will be a disaster after all." With the experience of Long Er escaping, Di Cheng didn't want to make the same mistake again. As for using Long Yi to 'seduce' Chen Zun again
...The same trick will definitely not be as successful as the Grave Forest, so I'll just kill him to avoid any trouble again.
"I need a puppet, and I'm working on it right now." Meiyan said casually.
"Oh, what I said...wait! What did you say?" Di Cheng suddenly stopped and looked at her in surprise. Puppet? What are you doing?
"His physical condition is very good. The strength and density of his muscles, as well as the range of motion of his joints, are all very good. I liked him, so I made him a puppet."
"Did you make Long Yi a puppet?" Di Cheng's eyes widened and he almost shouted.
"Why are you making such a fuss?" Meiyan pouted dissatisfiedly.
Di Cheng looked at her dumbfounded: "Then...is Long Yi...still alive?"
"You're dead, just be a puppet."
"Dead?" Di Cheng's expression suddenly became complicated. He thought that this girl had disappeared, but he didn't expect that she killed Long Yi without saying a word?
The leader of the Dragon Slave, who was so powerful in the world of killers, died so miserably and miserably? He was also made into a puppet? He didn’t even leave any last words before he died, and outsiders didn’t even know about it?
If Team Dragon Slave heard this news, would they go crazy? Chen Zun might vomit blood.
"Would you like to go take a look?" Meiyan suddenly became interested and took Di Cheng's hand and walked to the accommodation arranged for her. "Long Yi's physical condition is the best I have seen in these years. If he does
As a puppet, it must be perfect."
Di Cheng's expression must be so complex and complex, isn't that nonsense! Long Yi is a high-level golden warrior, one of the top ten warriors in the killer world, and his physical condition must be unparalleled.
It's just... using a high-level golden man as a puppet? This is too extravagant.
The high-ranking gold-level people are all powerful men ranked within a hundred people. They are monsters at the level of Xi Yuhuang and Yang Jing. If they are placed in any force, they will not be underestimated. Even if it is a force like the temple, a high-ranking gold-level strongman will not be underestimated.
If the guest takes the initiative to come to the door, he will be personally greeted by the palace master and treated like a distinguished guest.
Long Yi, Long Yi, you have dominated the world of killers for so many years, but in the end you ended up like this. Even as an enemy, I cry out for your injustice.
"No, I haven't seen you these days. Why are you busy? Where do you have time to toss the puppet?" Di Cheng asked strangely. Although he didn't know the process of making the puppet, it must not be easy. At least you have to ensure it.
In order to prevent rot, the joints must be broken up, the body weight must be ensured, etc. It is definitely a huge project, but during this period of time, this girl was often stuck to herself, and I didn't see her hands full of blood being busy.
"Your subordinate, Fang Zhongshou. He is very interested in making puppets and is very good at anatomy and body structure, so he does most of the work. I only do it myself at a few key stages, usually
I do it at night when I’m bored.”
Di Cheng sighed in his heart. Sure enough, these two guys got together. One was obsessed with anatomy and the other liked puppets. They were a "perfect match".
I followed Meiyan to the residence located at the corner of the villa. Because it was too remote, no one lived here anymore, and more of them were filled with sundries. When she brought Meiyan to the villa a few days ago, she walked around and was stunned.
She had her eye on this place and said she liked the quietness. Now it seems...she has already made plans to dissect Long Yi.
Deserted, sheltered by woods, and inaccessible, it was simply the perfect place to commit a crime.
When the door opened, the strong smell of blood and medicine hit his face. The pungent smell made Di Cheng choke and cough violently. How could anyone live in such an environment?
"Come on, it's in the warehouse downstairs." Meiyan seemed to be fine, and happily took Di Cheng to the basement.
The space inside is not very spacious. Even though a lot of debris has been cleared away, it still gives people a feeling of being cramped and depressing. But in the middle of this small area, there is a simple support made of wooden sticks, a bloody
The human skeleton is fixed on it, the skin and flesh are turned out, the belly is disemboweled, the internal organs have been removed, and the blood has been drained. At first glance, it is easy to think of pork or beef in a slaughterhouse.
Next to the support, Fang Zhongshou, who was wearing a white coat and leather gloves, was carefully handling the corpse. His serious look seemed to be operating to save people, rather than dissecting and playing with corpses.
"How's it going? Is everything going well?" Meiyan walked up and looked at the stitched flesh on her lower arm and wrist.
"The limbs have been taken care of, but the torso still needs some work." Fang Zhongshou's voice was still hoarse and low, which made people feel terrified in such a terrifying situation.
Di Cheng covered his nose with a towel and walked up, touched the corpse's head, revealing that bloodless and painful face, it was really the leader of the Dragon slaves, Long Yi.
"What procedures need to go through?" Di Cheng asked, looking at the mutilated body, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This Long Yi was probably the most miserable high-level golden man in the world to die.
Meiyan looked through the corpse carefully, as if admiring a piece of art. "First remove the internal organs, then cut the muscles, then separate and reassemble the bone joints, and the fourth step is to fill in the antiseptic and deodorizing herbs.
The fifth step is to suture the body, the sixth step is to soak the drug, the seventh step is to expose it to the sun and dry it, and the eighth step is to exercise the muscle strength and adjust the body flexibility. This step is the most critical, whether it can make the puppet perform.
It depends on how effective it is in combat."
"How long does it take to complete this thing?" Di Cheng said vaguely, holding his nose.
"Normally it takes me more than half a month. This time I plan to make a high-quality product, so it will probably take a month."
"If you need anything, please contact Shalang and ask him to help solve it."
"I won't be polite." Mei Yan stuck out her little tongue.
Di Cheng looked at the bones fixed with iron nails and asked with interest: "Do all these bones need to be broken one by one?"
"No, some should be kept intact as much as possible and fixed with steel nails. Some need to be broken in the middle and new joints should be made to install them. Which should be kept, which should be broken, and which direction should be broken. It is all very complicated.
It's fastidious." Mei Yan became interested when she saw Di Cheng, and she happily began to introduce the puppet making method. She didn't learn it from somewhere, it was completely groping, groping again and again, and she summarized and formed her own
theoretical routines.
"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng... wow, what does it smell like?" Just as they were getting excited about talking, Zhang Chuo's fussy shouts suddenly sounded outside.
"Why is it you again?" Di Cheng looked at Zhang Chuo who jumped in and said angrily.
"What are you... doing... what the hell! Brother Cheng, it tastes so heavy!!" Zhang Chuo covered his nose hard and asked in surprise with his eyes wide open.
"I said you've been too idle these days, right? You should practice martial arts with your brothers when you have nothing to do, and don't run around running around without anything to do."
"You think I'm thinking, now that it's over, how can I still eat meat in the future?" Zhang Chuo quickly turned away, grinning disgustingly.
"If you have something to say, go ahead and do whatever you have to do."
"Yes, why should I run around when I have nothing to do?" Zhang Chuo never considers his status when speaking. He is probably the only guy in Tianmen who is not afraid of Di Cheng.
"Say, hurry up."
"It's the news from Wang Zhong. He has made contact with Yuwen Huangxue and will come to Changchun tomorrow night at the latest. The boy who came with him this time is a boy named Yuwen Lengnian. He said that you should have met Brother Cheng."
"Yuwen Huangxue, Yuwen Lengnian...are they here in person?!" Di Cheng's spirit was powerful, his eyes flashed: "Zhang Chuo, inform the brothers that tomorrow night...we will welcome guests!"
PS: Please give me flowers!! Brothers, that girl behind you is chasing me so hard!! Guard the ranking! Help!!!
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