The special car Liu Zhi took was separated by a thick layer of translucent tempered glass between the front and rear seats. It could only be seen from the back. The driver could not see the people behind. The rear image was played on the rear holographic monitor, which was soundproof.
The effect is very good.
At this time, as soon as Liu Zhi got into the car, he felt as if his whole body had been ripped out. He lay down the rear seat softly, covered his eyes with an eye mask, then put a wet towel on his forehead, and pressed his temples with both hands.
, breathing heavily.
Extraordinary beings are very powerful but also very fragile creatures.
Their strength comes from their bodies that have been strengthened by spiritual intelligence.
And vulnerability is also because of this.
Lingji is a kind of 'energy' that originates from emotions and acts on matter.
This 'energy' can change reality in a way that cannot be explained by current physics, but can be understood.
The reason why extraordinary people are said to be fragile is because their bodies sometimes cannot perfectly accommodate this kind of energy.
Just like an environment that has formed a complete ecological system, it cannot accept an invasive species in a short period of time.
If it is a limited source of inspiration, then the extraordinary ones can adapt to it as much as possible and even make full use of it.
However, if the growth rate of spiritual power exceeds the speed at which the bodies of extraordinary beings can adapt, it will put a huge burden on the bodies and minds of extraordinary beings.
Liu Zhi, who is on the verge of becoming a demon, is in such a stage.
He could clearly feel that his body was beginning to undergo some changes that he could not understand. Although it was not reflected on the surface of his body, he could clearly feel it when he breathed, moved, and even opened his eyes.
Feel the change.
He knows that he is 'changing'.
However, he also knew that demonization was not hopeless.
Otherwise, what can humans do to deal with monsters that become stronger and weirder?
However, ‘knowing’ and ‘doing’ are always two different things.
Even Liu Zhi knew very well that if he could survive this hurdle and maintain his 'own' will, then he would be able to completely escape from this chaotic state and even become wiser and stronger.
But the abnormal shape of his body, the strange looks from others, and the psychological torture he endured day and night all made him more vulnerable than a young child.
It might be better if we let him fight, let him get hurt, let him vent, and get a little violent within a certain limit.
The only thing that made him lonely and unbearable was waiting.
Feel the changes in your body in the quiet emptiness.
Only by covering his eyes with blindfolds, plugging his ears with earplugs, and shutting off all the aspects that make him different from others can he feel the darkness and silence like a normal person.
It's hard to say whether a clever idea is a reward or a punishment.
It is cold, warm, bitter and sweet, only people know it.
In the rare silence, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
Liu Zhi immediately got up from the car seat and looked through it.
There are only a few numbers in his mobile phone, and any letter he receives is no small matter.
Information on your phone is simple.
[Bai Juntang's team failed to capture, the target was injured and escaped]
Liu Zhi gritted his teeth and slammed the towel on the bulletproof glass, causing tiny cracks to appear on it.
Extraordinary beings who are near the limit are always extremely irritable.
The driver was so used to it that he didn't even shake his hands.
After taking a few deep breaths, Liu Zhi patted his face and tried to calm down.
I glanced at the prefix symbol at the beginning, it was a message from the branch.
As for why he sent him Liu Zhi a message, the reason is also very simple.
Liu Zhi closed his eyes silently, and then suddenly opened them. The pupils of his eyes were tightened, showing some bloodshot eyes at first, and then they were forcibly suppressed by some force. The ink-like color clung to the whites of his eyes, turning his eyes into completely
of black.
【Jianweizhizhu】
As Liu Zhi opened his eyes, countless memories were spinning in the air like flying pieces of paper, but he could always use countless 'coincidences' to select the memories that were related to the information he hoped to obtain.
Use some kind of black thread to connect them together to form cause and effect.
By the time he closed his eyes, it was already three seconds later.
Liu Zhi took a deep breath, without opening his eyes, and took out his mobile phone. With his strong body memory, he scrolled through a few pages and accurately clicked on the branch's landline number.
"beep......"
"beep......"
"Hello? I'm Liu Zhi."
"Well, yes, let He Chiye and his team go over and clean up the mess."
"Huh? There's no need to send more people, not even the extraordinary people from other groups. By the way, call the firefighting and experimental groups as well."
"Target?"
"The goal should be almost over."
On the other side of the phone, Liu Zhi finished all the instructions that he needed to give, and then quietly followed his instructions.
Sit upright on the backrest.
His eyes were slightly lost in thought.
He stared blankly at the cracks on the isolation glass made by the towel.
Bang.
He suddenly punched himself in the face.
The sound is like a heavy hammer and a muffled drum.
The cheeks were only slightly blue.
Liu Zhi looked at the cracks on the glass, touched his face again, and suddenly laughed a little self-deprecatingly.
"...That's right, I have ceased to be human a long time ago."
There was indescribable vicissitudes in his voice.
...
...
"Louder."
Han Baiyi's eyes were cold, and he held Nan Zhaowen's face with one hand, and with the other hand, he placed a knife on the upper left side of his chest, pointing directly at his heart.
The fingertips squeezed into his skin, almost penetrating his sternum and pressing on his heart.
You can even feel your heart pounding.
Nan Zhaowen looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, feeling beyond words the astonishment in his heart.
'How is it possible? How is it possible! Isn't that all the power he showed that night?!'
'Impossible! I am obviously already half-demon! I am a noble spirit who has experienced an apocalypse! How could he surpass me by so much!'
'Has he already become a demon?!'
When Nan Zhaowen thought of this, he immediately looked into Han Baiyi's eyes with horror on his face.
But I found that although his eyes were filled with coldness, they were still clear in black and white.
'No, he is not a demon yet!'
'I still have a chance.'
Thinking of his noble status as a half-demon, Nan Zhaowen's whole body became excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. Under this wave of intense emotions, chaotic ideas suddenly burst out like a fountain, and his body
The surface is faintly tinged with blood.
With the burst of inspiration, Nan Zhaowen's physical ability also expanded. With one hand, he grabbed Han Baiyi's hand on his face, and with the other hand, he held his fingertips. His arms grew violently, as if he had gained four muscles in an instant.
Ten kilograms, the muscles are pushing against the blood vessels filled with surging blood to expose the skin, showing blue veins.
Nan Zhaowen was extremely confident.
Merely human!
How can it be compared to a powerful and noble demon!
Drink!!!
Pull hard with both hands.
open!
Although Nan Zhaowen was gagged, he still roared fiercely in his heart.
However, Han Baiyi's five fingers holding his cheek were as motionless as if they were made of steel.
Crunch.
The five fingers dug into the bone a little deeper.
Nan Zhaowen was a little dazed under the pain of broken facial bones.
Then... his eyes shifted from Han Baiyi to the two burdens beside him.
snort!
Barbarians only know how to compete with each other for strength. The real noble power lies in wisdom.
As the thoughts turned, several thin lines that were difficult to detect with the naked eye climbed towards the direction of Yang Xiaoyu and Li Yuelu.
Stab
Before the thin thread could crawl out five centimeters, a short white jade knife that appeared out of nowhere was held in Han Baiyi's hand, and all the thin threads broke.
Nan Zhaowen suddenly paused again.
As if feeling the threat of the pervert in front of him, Han Baiyi also knew that his home was not suitable as a battlefield. He took hold of Nan Zhaowen's hand and swung it. His swollen body was wrapped in a fluttering white skirt and flew out from the twenty-sixth floor with a bang.
.
There was a strong wind in his ears, but Nan Zhaowen was not relieved that his facial bones were saved.
Because he couldn't breathe.
The entire part below the nose bone was shaped into a real sharp-mouthed monkey cheek by Han Baiyi using a one-handed gripping method, and both sides of the cheek seemed to have been hit with a heavy hammer.
But for him, this was not a fatal injury. The thin threads controlled by his will twisted rapidly, connecting the bones and flesh inside his body, and re-supported his facial bones and nose bones.
Take a deep breath.
Two thin lines extending from his feet were connected to a balcony on the floor, and his body that was thrown into the air was stopped in an instant.
The body and balance strengthened by his cleverness allowed him to do a somersault and control his body under the pressure of huge inertia. As his white skirt fluttered, his feet rubbed against the ground and slowed down. His body arched forward and he pressed his palms on the ground.
"Bastard! Come down if you have the guts!"
Nan Zhaowen first spat out a mouthful of blood, and then roared at Han Baiyi with a ferocious smile on his face.
Then Han Baiyi came down.
With a bang, a figure almost caused a wave of white air in mid-air. The huge inertia brought by its mass and huge leg strength made Han Baiyi flash through the air at a super speed of more than half the speed of sound after leaping out in one step.
There was a faint roar from the side.
Before Nan Zhaowen could react, a kick flying from mid-air immediately stepped on his twisted old face that had just been repaired.
However, being a half-demon, Nan Zhaowen was not an easy person to play. At such a high speed, he was able to capture Han Baiyi's figure. At the last moment, Yu turned sideways, allowing Han Baiyi to pass him by.
However, a kick with such inertia, even if it was just a brush, caused Nan Zhaowen's chin and upper jaw to be instantly dislocated. The entire chin and cheeks were twisted at 120 degrees, and the face and neck muscles were torn extensively.
The blood was flowing as if the faucet had been smashed, and it splashed all over the floor.
Nan Zhaowen repeated the old technique and used thin threads to connect muscles and bones.
Then without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.
Han Baiyi remained silent and swung his sword down, cutting Nan Zhaowen into two pieces with a pop.
But the moment the knife fell, Han Baiyi noticed a problem.
Too light.
His spiritual eyes swept away, and in front of him was only a body woven with countless thin threads. Just swinging the knife made him lose power in an instant, and he fell softly to the ground.
Han Baiyi's spiritual eyes swept around, but he couldn't see anyone.
His ears twitched slightly, and Han Baiyi suddenly lowered his head.
Stab
There was a sound of a thin line cutting through the air from the top of the head, and several thin hairs fell down.
Thin lines are extremely sharp.
But Han Baiyi, who had experienced countless lives and deaths in the Sekiro world, didn't even blink. He turned around with one hand on the ground and kicked Nan Zhaowen away with a bang. He then held the knife in his backhand and followed the inertia of the kick with his body.
Turning around, the figure in the fluttering white dress behind her leaned back from the iron bridge, and her long curly hair was immediately shaved into a yin and yang head.
The left side of his head was smooth and smooth, with curly hair scattered all over the ground, leaving a deep blood mark on the side of his forehead.
The jade knife was as clean as ever, leaving no trace of blood.
The cross-dressing man in a white skirt immediately lay on the ground holding his sunken chest, holding the left side of his head, looking at Han Baiyi with blood-red eyes.
At this moment, Han Baiyi gathered up his dagger and slowly opened his big white eyes to look at him.
"Nan Zhaowen, right? I know you even if you wear women's clothing."
"I don't care why you want to kill me, I don't care what rubbish happened between you and He Wenyue, and I don't care when your sternum can be sewn up with those broken threads, because as many times as you can sew it, I will kick it into pieces.
Second-rate."
Nan Zhaowen's movements of sewing the sternum suddenly froze.
Han Baiyi's tone was very calm,
"Now, keep your ears open, I'm going to ask you some other questions, and I'll ask you to answer them."
"Once you get the answer, I'll give you a treat."
"If you can't answer the question, I'll chop you into pieces and let you play with it."
As he spoke, Han Baiyi stretched out his hand to straighten his chin and connected it with a click.
Nan Zhaowen was startled, then smiled disdainfully in his heart.
Having experienced countless inspirations and demonic tortures, he is as strong and strong as him...
"ah"
The sword flashed and the two half-legs flew away.
However, Han Baiyi's expression was as indifferent as if he had gone back to the time when he was face to face with Genichiro and chopped off his hands.
"This is my sincerity."
"I ask, you answer, do you understand?"
Nan Zhaowen looked stubborn and continued to lower his head and remain silent.