The starry sky in the sky is vast and boundless, and Garen has never felt like looking up like this before.
"Ever since that war, you especially like to look up at the stars at night. Is there anything special about you?"
The Eighth Golden Ring walked out of a corner of the courtyard wearing a black cloak. His face was still pale, but his eyes when looking at Garen were extremely complex.
"What's special?" Garen smiled, "It's just how insignificant I feel."
The two of them were standing in a suburban yard arranged by Jinhuan. They were surrounded by various flowers and plants, red and green, which were particularly eye-catching.
"Insignificant¨¨In that battle a few days ago, you have been hailed as the strongest master in the southern secret martial arts world! Second only to Palosha, you think you are insignificant, so others really don't know how to position themselves.
"The eighth golden ring sighed.
"What are your plans next?"
"How are those people doing?" Garen asked in return.
"It's okay, I'm just a little confused. I checked with a few psychiatrists and they said it was caused by excessive mental shock. By the way, they all want to see you."
"See me?" Garen smiled. Since that day when he suddenly realized the indomitable spiritual realm, he could clearly feel that his energy and spirit began to become completely integrated, flowing continuously, and his body's sensitivity and five senses were sharp.
It has reached an unprecedented level of terror.
Just like now, he could even feel the heartbeat and blood flow of the eighth golden ring several meters away, and could hear the hissing sound of his blood rubbing against his blood vessels.
Ordinary people's mental concentration will form what is called attention. They can only focus a little. If they are highly concentrated, they will become mentally exhausted after a while. Then they can only wait for the circulation of Qi and blood to slowly and naturally recover.
But now, his essence, energy and spirit are integrated into one, his spirit is endless, his energy and blood are huge and stable, and his attention to the surrounding environment seems to have the effect of ordinary people's concentration everywhere.
The environment within a five-meter radius was clearly visible in his mind.
"What did they see me for?"
Recalling the person who was taken away by the Golden Circle soldiers arranged by Garen without any resistance that day.
Apart from the three of them, the senior sister Rosita, the Demon Elephant Gate Angela, and the boxing champion Leo of the Black Label Club, there are also some remaining subordinates of the Demon Elephant Gate Black Label Club. A total of fifty-four people.
Half of them were too frightened after this battle. It seemed that they were mentally disturbed because of Garen's huge courage, and they have been sent to a nearby mental hospital for examination. The other half is now staying in prison, and they will be beaten whenever they ask.
, the psychological defense line has been completely defeated by the fight that day.
"I don't know, their spirits have been crushed by you, and they can't help but obey anything that involves you. In other words, they are completely convinced by you." The Eighth Golden Ring said with emotion, "Look now
Come on, when I recommended you to join the Golden Circle, it was really a wise decision."
"The Black Label Society and the Elephant Gate should be taking action, right?" Garen asked softly.
"Of course, but when it comes to national security, it's useless for anyone to come. The strength of the Demon Elephant Gate Black Label Association is in the individual force. There is no way the power in the Federation can be compared with our Golden Circle. What the Golden Circle lacks is also
It's about individual strength. Now that you're here, I'm completely confident!" The Eighth Golden Ring chuckled, "We don't have to give them face."
Garen understood that he was showing that he stood with him, and he would not hesitate to completely offend the Black Label Society and the Elephant Sect.
The strength of these two behemoths is more than that. Obviously, the people inside Jinhuan are also planning to take a gamble on him.
"By the way, where's Clark?" Garen recalled the top Red Sand Sword fighter who was hit by him.
"His body was just discovered. I came here mainly to inform you. Do you want to take a look?"
"certainly."
Garen followed the eighth golden ring into the back room and entered a study room on the side. There was an tunnel entrance on the ground.
The two of them walked in one after the other. There were bright yellow electric lights installed on the wall.
Two soldiers in black were guarding the area at regular intervals.
As the two men passed by, the soldiers would snap and salute in unison.
Garen calmly followed the eighth golden ring and kept walking diagonally downward. The light yellow passage seemed to never reach the edge.
Soon the two of them turned into a white room.
Two coroners were already standing in the room. Seeing the two people coming in, the coroner quickly bowed and left.
"How's the situation?"
A female coroner took off her blue gloves and brushed her brown hair from her temples, but hesitated to speak.
"The endocrine system and blood circulation system of the corpse were overly excited before death. I don't know why. Sir, you'd better take a look for yourself."
The eighth golden ring walked to the corpse.
Clark was lying flat on a white high platform, with his lower body covered with a white cloth and his exposed upper body. A Y-shaped knife mark was cut from his chest to his lower abdomen.
The Eighth Golden Ring put on his gloves, lifted up the white cloth, glanced at it, and then raised his head to motion to Garen.
"Come and see for yourself."
Gallon took the gloves handed over by the coroner, put them on and walked over.
Clark's body lay quietly on the platform. His skin was not as pale and bloodless as that of ordinary corpses, but instead showed a strange, ripe red color.
Garen touched his forehead lightly and frowned slightly.
"After being poisoned by the heat of my red jade palm, the body is overheated. It is normal to die like this. Just ¨¨"!
"Just what?"
"Someone tried to save him. He was a master."
"oh?"
The eighth golden ring also became interested. "What level of master is it?"
"It's very strong. But it doesn't matter. The result was fixed the moment Clark left the yard." Gallon looked calm.
"Ruby Palm, tsk tsk, it's like boiling a person's blood, and the whole person is cooked." The eighth golden ring kept sighing.
The two coroners stood aside as if they were listening to a myth.
"Sir, do you think people have the means to control another person's endocrine and internal heat and thermostat systems? This is completely unscientific!" The female coroner looked at the two of them in astonishment, as if she were looking at an alien.
"This person has obviously been cooked by something with high heat. My suggestion is to directly conduct tissue sampling and test to see the cell changes in the internal details. Everything must be analyzed from the test results."
The Eighth Golden Ring and Galleons are difficult to explain to this obvious layman.
Such secret martial arts are indeed equivalent to myths to outsiders.
"Everything on this guy's body has been searched, otherwise maybe we can find some useful secret martial arts information." The Eighth Golden Ring said with regret.
"Let's go to my senior brother." Garen turned and walked towards the door. The third senior brother came with him, but before the action, he did not let the third senior brother attend, and did not even give him any information at all.
·Waiting until everything was over, he notified Garcia.
Although Garcia was particularly annoyed, he also knew that Garon was doing it for his own good. He came later, so he stayed here to watch over Losita and others.
After leaving the morgue, the two of them washed their hands and continued walking down the passage.
Not long after, we came to a row of closed prison passages.
On both sides of the passage are closed prisons, some of which are empty, and some of which contain mortals.
The walls have a smoky gray-black color, and the ground also looks a little dirty, with some thin blood scabs here and there. Several prison guards patrol back and forth with pistols on their waists and batons in their hands.
.
The prison passage was very long, and the two of them walked directly inside. The warden who hurried over followed them closely, introducing the situation here.
"The prisoners here just came in a few days ago. Among them, the few leading prisoners who were specially ordered have already been pierced with pipa bones and put on the strongest steel shackles. There is absolutely no chance that there will be any problems!"
As he trotted along, he prepared a large bunch of keys in his hand, ready to open the door for the two leaders at any time. As the little leader of Jinhuan, he still had good eyesight. This time, the young man brought by the eighth Jinhuan
, although he did not wear a gold ring to show his position, but just looking at the silent pressure. Some of the spiky-headed old prisoners who usually shouted and cursed on the streets around him did not dare to say a word, so he knew that this person was definitely a big shot.
Role!
"The prisoner divisions here are arranged according to strength and importance. The further in, the more important they are." The warden introduced carefully.
"Go to the innermost heavy prison." The Eighth Golden Ring said calmly.
"Yes yes yes!"
The warden, a thin, middle-aged man, bent down repeatedly and took the key and immediately began to direct the many jailers to open the doors. One after another, the iron doors were opened by one layer of cen.
Garen followed everyone into the depths of the prison at the innermost end.
The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger. As more and more iron doors are opened, the prisons on both sides are getting bigger and bigger, and the metal bars of the prison are getting thicker and thicker.
Some prisoners in the prisons on both sides were hiding in the corners. They all had bloodshot eyes and looked thin, but their violent and powerful auras were constantly coming from both sides.
From time to time someone would laugh and whistle.
"Little Jack? You brought a new person in to sell your butt again? It's really not easy~~" A strong man with disheveled hair on the left chuckled sinisterly.
"This time I brought a little guy with thin skin and tender flesh. He looks like he is just twenty." A bearded male prisoner stood up and took off his pants directly in front of several people, actually intending to boo.
boom!!
A fierce light flashed in Garen's eyes. A hand suddenly stretched out, pressing the thick iron bar on his arm like a black python.
Click!!
The iron bar broke and flew inward, hitting the prisoner's chest hard, stabbing him through with a sneer, and driving him upside down and nailing him to the wall behind him.
The man didn't say a word and died immediately.
Guru¨
It was quiet around the prison, and the warden swallowed his saliva with a cold sweat on his face.
No one around the prisoners dared to make trouble now. They all shrank into the shadow of the prison like frightened beasts. The previously noisy severe punishment prison suddenly became silent.
Garen withdrew his left hand, and the iron bars of the prison were broken by him, and the entire metal door of the single-cell prison was loosened.
"continue."
"Yes. Yes!" The warden unconsciously moved farther away from Gallon and a little closer to the eighth golden ring. The scene just now made him feel like he was getting goosebumps all over his body as he was so close to Gallon.
"It's so perverted! It's so perverted!!!" He kept mumbling in his mind as he led the way, peeking at Garen from time to time and paying attention to the expression on Garen's face at all times, fearing that he might offend the other person accidentally.