Looking at his painful appearance for a long time, he became interested. He saw that as the fat poured out, the terrifying huge wound was gradually healing, and Farshed's huge body was also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lose weight.
"Interesting, interesting." Jiutian grinned, "I was still thinking about what's so special about someone like you being responsible for half of the secret society's black weapons business in the Middle East. It seems that this is your ability.
Alright?"
"What is the principle of this? Material conversion? Substitution attack? Or energy consumption and transfer?"
Jiutian seemed to be asking or talking to himself, and Farshed had no time to answer him.
Even though the wound was gradually closing, the pain caused by Jiutian could not be resisted. The huge pain almost drowned his reason.
Since his birth, Farshed has never suffered such a great injustice. He was originally a physical evolver specialized in defense and was not good at attacking at all.
He can convert what he eats into a special kind of fat and store it on his body surface. This fat can absorb considerable kinetic energy, and ordinary attacks cannot break his defense.
Before evolving, Farshed was a well-known local big eater. After undergoing evolution, because his defense was so high, no one in the inheritance space could kill him, so he survived until the end.
inherited.
Because of his perverted special ability, the Secret Society specifically put him in charge of important business in the Middle East, because this is a relatively chaotic area, and conflicts may occur at any time, and conflicts mean there will be casualties, which will lead to
The turnover of personnel here is very fast.
Too frequent changes in personnel are extremely detrimental to the long-term development of various businesses, so the Secret Society specially arranged for Farshed, who has a strong ability to save lives, to guard this place.
It's not like no one has tried to launch a sneak attack and assassination on this stronghold, but in the end those who came to attack will find in despair that they can't hurt this seemingly clumsy fat man at all, and Farshed can definitely stay hidden every time.
Reinforcements will arrive.
That special layer of fat has protected Farshed to this day and has saved his life countless times. He himself is quite confident in the defense of this fat body.
until today.
For the first time, Farshed discovered to his horror that there were actually people in this world who could tear apart the previously invincible defense so easily, and this happened twice in such a short period of time.
"Three...three hundred kilograms?!" Farshed also felt scared amidst his painful howl. The man seemed to have lost a full three hundred kilograms of fat without even using his full strength?! This
If it happens a few more times, wouldn’t I die immediately?
Endless panic began to spread in his mind.
"Stab it!"
Before he could recover, various bullet casings and weapons on the ground began to fly around him as if they had come alive.
"No...no!" Farshed's face changed wildly, and he somewhat guessed what the man was thinking of doing.
The next moment those blades began to cut his body crazily, and bullets continued to shoot into his body, splashing oil one after another.
"ah!--"
The heart-rending howl sounded again, some of the wounds that had finally healed reappeared on the body surface, and the fat began to gush out again.
"Stop! Stop! Sir, I beg you!"
If he hadn't been too fat to kneel down, Farshed would have been lying at Jiutian's feet begging for mercy by now.
Looking at the howling Farshed, his hoarse voice and bloody body, even Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, who was hiding aside, could hardly bear to look at it.
And when Jiutian saw the fat man struggling and twisting in pain, controlling the sword to cut his fat body again and again, and bullets piercing his body one by one, the expression behind the mask gradually became a little excited and crazy, even a little bit...
……enjoy?
"Oh no!!!"
When Farshid felt that the last of his fat was about to disappear, the deadly weapons surrounding him showed no sign of stopping, and the despair of death instantly enveloped him.
I'm dying?
It was at this moment that Jiutian's expression suddenly changed.
Just when those sharp blades were about to slash at Farshed again, Jiutian held his hand firmly at the last moment!
The sharp blades and bullets that were originally flying like wild bees also stopped in mid-air at the same moment, and then scattered around Farshed with a clanging sound like falling rain.
The disgusting fat was almost covering every corner of the room, as if someone had knocked over a cart of lard, and the unpleasant smell was almost overwhelming the smell of blood.
The weapons that fell on the ground were soaked in fat together with Farshed, whose body had become about the size of a normal person and was trembling uncontrollably.
Since the skin that has been stretched out for a long time has lost its elasticity, after the sudden weight loss, the skin is stacked up and hung on the man's frame like a thick quilt.
Finally... it's over? Jabbar swallowed.
This man's methods are really terrifying...
The nails were deeply embedded in the palms, almost bleeding, and the burning sting also brought a sense of clarity to Jiutian.
The twisted expression of excitement had disappeared from his face, and Jiutian bit his lip.
Here we go again, I’ve been getting more and more out of control lately.
After taking a deep breath, Jiutian's eyes returned to indifference.
He looked at Farshed, who was slumped in fat and crying because of the aftermath of the disaster, and felt no guilt in his heart.
Before coming here, he had already learned about it through Tang Lang. None of the deacons of the secret societies occupying the underground world had clean hands. Originally, they were bullies who harmed one party. After entering the new world, they had the support of Shenyi.
It's getting worse.
Arms smuggling, human trafficking, drug trading, launching coups in small countries... these people do almost everything.
Therefore, Jiutian has no burden to kill these people, but he usually chooses to kill them directly. Torturing others is not his preference.
"Still alive?" Jiutian looked condescendingly at Farshed, whose skin was wrinkled and twitching constantly.
"say!"
"Yes, yes!" Farshed trembled in fright, "Thank you for your mercy."
"Next, I ask and you answer." Jiutian said, "I can sense your mental fluctuations at any time. If you lie, you will die immediately. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand." Farshed nodded quickly, but he was complaining in his heart, Allah, I am just an honest person who obeys orders, why do you want me to be involved in such a thing?
"What's your code name in the secret society?"
"Peccary."
"Responsible business?"
"For the infiltration of underground forces in the Middle East, as well as absolute control over weapons sales, as well as befriending high-ranking officials...brainwashing."
Farshid spoke almost everything he knew and began to confide everything he had done to Jiutian. At the same time, he was secretly surprised that the man in front of him seemed to have a good understanding of the various structures of the secret society.
"Your one-line contact?" Jiutian finally asked the question he was most concerned about.
Farshed's body stiffened, and then his face turned into a flattering smile.
"Sir, you know that the answer to this question cannot be said even if I want to say it. Our souls are all restricted."
The Secret Society has a single vertical management method. Each deacon can only passively wait for the elders above to contact them, but cannot actively carry out reporting and other tasks.
Each deacon can only call each other by code names, and the true identity and even gender of each other are not clear. This results in a considerable degree of anonymity and operational stability in the secret society. Even if a certain node is hacked by someone,
Even if it is breached, it will not affect the work of other departments.
Jiutian knows this very well, which is why he has not taken action against the secret society in the past two years, because he really can't find anyone.
If the Middle East wasn't much more chaotic than other places, it would have been difficult for Tang Lang to take advantage of it and get information.
After hearing this answer, Jiutian had no other reaction. If he wanted to find out the real information about the secret society, he still had to do it himself.
This organization, which has been rooted in the earth for thousands of years, has been collecting the classics of various ancient practitioners since ancient times. It has been taking root and operating in the depths of the world for an unknown period of time. It is certainly not something that can pose a threat to them in a short period of time.
.
But he also has his own reliance, and that is strength.
After the high-end combat powers such as Old Man Kusong and Dongfang Yanie were put into hiding, Jiutian and his group of young people became the strongest life forms in the world.
Among the top ten strong men in the white bud stage, only Jiutian and Wu Jian are still free agents who have not joined any force.
It's okay for Wu Jian, after all, he is just a new Bai Ya, and even the tenth strong man still has someone who can suppress him, but the fact that Jiutian has remained free is worth pondering.
After an evolver joins a certain force, he will be provided with corresponding training resources and support from his companions, but at the same time there will also be certain restrictions, such as having to obey orders from superiors and assume some obligations.
Of course, the stronger you are, the higher the degree of freedom you will have in the organization. For example, Sansan and Ran Kong, although they both nominally belong to the Earth Security Council, they usually do not receive any orders at all.
But even so, they still need to abide by a bottom-line treaty, which is the New World Convention.
The war with the Star Raiders has shown that once the Evolutionaries let go to fight, it will cause serious damage to this currently fragile planet. In order to prevent this from happening, all Evolutionaries with organizational affiliation will be restrained.
You cannot act at will.
People who have not joined any organization do not have to abide by these treaties, but if they are considered "guilty" after taking action, they will be punished by all evolvers.
This is the rule of the Blue Era, and it is also the balanced way for evolvers and ordinary people to coexist.
Unless you are so powerful that you can ignore everyone, then you can naturally ignore all rules.