Because the distance was too close, Feng Lin would be hit no matter which direction he fled.
He had even felt the black breath touching his raised arm.
brush!
Feng Lin immediately used Divine Rebellion, turning his body invisible and retreating more than ten meters away.
He felt something strange in his left arm, and immediately pulled out the thumbtack, interrupted the meridians, and severed the connection between his left arm and his body.
"Hahaha! It's pretty fast, but you got hit."
Qian Ke raised his head and laughed, "This is the treasure of the Demonic Research Institute. As long as it comes into contact with the skin, it will paralyze all the nerves in the body and make it lose the ability to move."
Feng Lin felt that his left arm was indeed numb.
However, he also cut off the passage from his arm to other places, and currently only his left arm is unresponsive.
All other parts of the body are normal.
Now is a good opportunity for Feng Lin to see if he can ask anything.
He sat on the ground and asked in a deep voice: "So your Qiankun Merchant Alliance and the Demonic Research Institute are in the same group."
"Don't talk nonsense, we are just trading with each other. We exchanged these toxins for things."
The money man smiled and shook the black cylinder in his hand, and couldn't help laughing, "Isn't this thing impossible to guard against?"
"You are right."
Feng Lin nodded, he really didn't expect it at first.
He has seen a lot of exercises, and indeed some of them have strange shapes.
Not to mention the distance, just take the immortal power he learned this time, which looks like a pair of wings.
So when the opponent took out the cylinder, he really thought it was a skill.
Of course, Feng Lin himself took it a little lightly when he was hit this time.
He felt that the opponent was only at level 9, not even a perfect level 9, so he must not be his match, so he underestimated him.
Unexpectedly, I got caught.
It seems that in the future, we still have to pay attention to everything in strange places.
"Hahaha! I'm not afraid to tell you, I used this method to kill no fewer than three Yin-Yang Crusaders captains."
The money man laughed sarcastically and said, "I'll do business with you properly. If you don't do it, your life will be in vain."
"Your Qiankun Merchant Alliance turns out to be all this kind of people. I can see through them."
Feng Lin shook his head gently, "Fortunately, we both have Yanhuang blood."
"Boy, are you stupid? What's wrong with having the same bloodline? Are you dealing with foreigners when you commit crimes and murders?"
Qian Ke asked back, "You should know very well, right? Ninety-nine percent of the people you deal with are your own people!"
Feng Lin was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Besides, I was born in a different land, and I am not a pure descendant of Yan and Huang."
Qian Ke came over with a smile and said, "I won't talk nonsense to you. The effect of the medicine can only last a few minutes. Goodbye."
"I'm Feng Lin, you must have heard of me, right?"
Feng Lin looked at the money man approaching him and asked calmly.
"Feng Lin? So it's you! How can I say you look familiar?"
Qian Ke looked at Feng Lin in surprise.
"I have a good relationship with the Qiankun Merchant Alliance. Letting me go will be beneficial to everyone."
Feng Lin said expressionlessly.
"Let you go? Then let you kill me? Or let you go to the Qiankun Merchant Alliance to complain?"
Qian Ke shook his head, raised his hand and faced Feng Lin, "You are too naive, just die."
brush!
The biting ice froze the money man, leaving only his head exposed.
Feng Lin stood up slowly from the ground. He dusted himself off and said to himself, "When I said let me go just now, I was actually begging for mercy for you."
"You...impossible!"
Qian Ke's eyes widened. He burst out with energy like crazy, trying to break the ice, but he couldn't do it at all.
"Why can you use Qi Jin?"
Qian Ke stared at Feng Lin, his pupils flashing rapidly.
"You are not qualified to ask me questions, now I am asking you."
Feng Lin approached Qian Ke and asked, "What is the relationship between your Qiankun Merchant Alliance and the Demon Research Institute?"
"I do not know!"
The money man looked frightened and said, "The things in my hand were given by people above."
Feng Lin thought about it. This person had just reached the ninth level and was not a perfect ninth level. He should not have access to high-level information.
"Do you, the Qiankun Merchant Alliance, often do this?" Feng Lin continued to ask.
"I just thought that you were not at a high level and you were alone, so I thought of taking away the spiritual steel. I'm usually a good person!"
Qian Ke begged, "Feng Lin, for the sake of both of us having Yanhuang bloodline, please spare my life. I know I was wrong! I have many spiritual stones, and I will give them to you!"
"I told you, I planned to let you go just now, but you didn't cherish it. As for the spirit stone, it will still be mine if I kill you."
Feng Lin condensed an ice sword and killed the money customer.
After he lifted the ice, he walked over and took off the opponent's space ring.
Destroy the body and leave.
Along the way, Feng Lin turned over the opponent's ring and found his previous hidden weapon.
Feel the material. The outside is wrapped with a layer of metal skin, which is very textured.
After careful observation, I found that there is a movable character on the cylinder.
Feng Lin pressed it with his finger, and a large amount of black sprayed out from the front part.
"Good guy, most people really can't avoid it."
He remembered that at the previous branch of the Demon Research Institute, many doctors had similar things.
From now on, I would like to remind Luo Shenyan and others that once they are attacked, they will die.
Feeling that his arm had almost recovered, Feng Lin pulled out the thumbtack.
Counting the time, it probably lasted nearly ten minutes, enough to kill people a hundred times.
Feng Lin planned to return to the other side and report to the old man after finding Luo Shenyan and others this time.
He felt that the relationship between the Qiankun Merchant Alliance and the Demonic Research Institute was not that simple.
…
To the northwest of the central continent, Feng Lin returned here again.
He crossed the ocean and headed to the Western Continent.
After arriving at the branch, the Yin Yang Crusaders here have dispersed.
Feng Lin flashed his sign to the woman at the front desk and walked straight to the second floor.
"Senior, it's me, Feng Lin."
Feng Lin stood in front of the door and knocked.
"Come in."
Su Ming's voice came over.
Feng Lin opened the door and found that Zi Ning had left, and Su Ming was the only one left here.
"Where's Senior Zi Ning?"
Feng Lin walked in with a smile.
"I'm back to the Northern Continent. Report the results of the first exam and the mortality rate of the Yin Yang Crusaders to my ancestors."
Su Ming flipped through the book in front of him and glanced at Feng Lin, "What do you want?"
"I'm curious, what will be tested in the second exam?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"I don't know. Ancestor should make corresponding decisions based on this situation."
Su Ming paused and said, "What is certain is that the serial ranking only tests comprehensive combat effectiveness, and there is no literary test."
"Oh, I came back this time just to see if all the Yin Yang Crusaders have returned."
Feng Lin smiled and waved his hand, "Since everyone has left, I won't bother you anymore."
"stop!"
Su Ming suddenly closed the book and looked at Feng Lin expressionlessly, "Do you... really like Su Zishu?"