Except for the people present, no one else knew the results of this test. After Zhang Fusheng walked out of the completely sealed room, his expression was very calm. Secretary Ouyang could not guess the results, so he could only ask carefully: "Zhang Fusheng."
Team leader?"
"Huh?" Zhang Fusheng was a little lost, and then he realized what he was doing and said, "Let them bring the light spear over."
Secretary Ouyang was stunned and ran out quickly. Not long after, he and a group of people came over. Several men were pushing a small cart, and on top of the cart was naturally the light spear left by Jack.
Touching the warm light spear with his hand, Zhang Fusheng was obviously reluctant to part with it, but still waved his hand and said: "The thing is here, carry it in."
Several foreigners on the side were already hungry and thirsty. After hearing Zhang Fusheng's permission, they immediately rushed over. However, they had no intention of pushing forward. They were stroking the light spears one by one ohmygodfully, having long forgotten Zhang Fusheng's order.
"Carry it in." Zhang Fusheng impatiently directed the people who came in with the cart to push the small cart in, and then watched with his own eyes as the group of people put the light spear into the huge device. Fortunately, this
The machine itself has an opening, which can be blocked by inserting the light spear, and then the spear head can be placed inside the machine.
Time passed slowly, and in less than half an hour, a blond man ran to Zhang Fusheng's side excitedly and said: "Sir! The energy in the light spear is exactly the same as the energy in the experimental subject!"
"Have you found the source of energy?" Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Yes! The magical energy in the light spear seems to be transmitted through a small channel, just like a thread!" the scientist said excitedly.
"Where is this line aimed?" Zhang Fusheng lamented that it was indeed the case.
"It's right above us! And it's still moving!" the scientist said quickly.
Zhang Fusheng finally understood that the reason why this light spear did not gradually lose the energy in other people's bodies was because this light spear was directly connected to Yang Song. Look at this, even if the light spear is on the earth
At the other end, there will still be a thread that passes through the entire earth and is connected to Yang Song. Then the mysterious energy in Yang Song's body is transmitted to the inside of the light spear, wrapping it up, and then maintaining the stability of this weapon composed entirely of light.
.
Even if Zhang Fusheng is a person who does not understand science, he can know that this energy is too powerful. It is light. Looking at the brightness of the light spear, it is probably caused by compressing the light. It is simply unbelievable. And this energy
It just comes from an ordinary person.
"Can this energy be collected or used?" Zhang Fusheng suddenly asked.
"This... we don't know yet. We have not tested it, but it stands to reason that as long as we master the method of retaining this energy, we can study how to use this energy." The scientist said quickly.
Zhang Fusheng raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not talking about figuring out this energy. I'm just asking you, can you transfer this energy to another object or body?"
"Sir, do you mean to transfer this mysterious energy from one person's body to another person's body?" The scientist's eyes flashed. Zhang Fusheng's sudden idea gave him great inspiration, even if he could not understand this
energy, but getting it to move certainly wouldn't be too much of a problem.
"I'm going to do it right away!" The scientist did it immediately and returned to work immediately.
The light spear was sent out, which made Zhang Fusheng a little happy. Although there was no way to get this thing, it was better than nothing. At the beginning, he was prepared to lose this light spear to explore the mysterious energy on it.
After ordering someone to keep the light spear properly, Zhang Fusheng focused on the information he had received previously.
"What are Yang Song doing?" Zhang Fusheng asked Secretary Ouyang.
Secretary Ouyang opened his notebook, flipped through it, and found Yang Song's trace, saying, "He is in the gym."
"What is he doing in the gym?" Zhang Fusheng subconsciously thought that Yang Song was going to practice his bow and arrow again.
"Uh...he's fighting Chen Mo." Secretary Ouyang's eyes widened, thinking he had seen it wrong.
"Nonsense!" Zhang Fusheng took a deep breath. Chen Mo and Yang Song, the former is difficult to deal with, and the latter can only be cured. It is really difficult for this middle-aged man to deal with them.
Fortunately, before Zhang Fusheng went crazy, Liu Xiao had already arrived at the gym and watched with a wry smile as Yang Song and Chen Mo, who were covered in sandbags, were fighting. This was mentioned by Yang Song accidentally. To a certain extent, in a dream
Yang Song, who possesses the "immortal body", has become the most powerful combat force in the world. No matter how many special forces are deployed, they can't compare with Yang Song. Therefore, it is very necessary to train Yang Song's combat ability.
Liu Xiao couldn't veto this point, and he really couldn't give a reason for blocking it. Now that the outside world is getting more and more chaotic, Yang Song should die as little as possible if he can, so as not to cause greater chaos.
What's more, the protective measures were a bit exaggerated, and Liu Xiao couldn't laugh or cry. They included protective hats, gloves, elbow pads, knee pads, guard guards, foot pads, and body armor. How could this look like training?
But in fact, this is all that can be done. A slight blow will not affect Yang Song's relationship with all mankind, but once a fight begins, a slightly heavier punch will definitely be felt by others.
Chen Mo also knows how to measure. Of course, only top combat talents like him can do this kind of thing. Every attack can be just right. Try to train Yang Song's fighting skills. As for the ability to resist, forget it. Anyway, Yang Song is there.
In reality, he is a ceramic baby, and in dreams, he is the invincible Resurrection Man.
In order to make the battle more realistic, Chen Mo didn't wear any armor. He had this confidence, but when he actually fought Yang Song, he realized that this training was not that simple, because the battle tried to simulate reality as much as possible, and Yang Song was wearing a bow.
and dozens of soft rubber arrows.
Since Yang Song's most powerful skill now is archery, he naturally has to stay away from Chen Mo. After the battle started, Chen Mo wanted to get close to Yang Song, but was forced back by two arrows. Hunter Yang Song's archery was very tricky, and he held
After holding the bow, Yang Song was in peak condition. Every arrow was shot at Chen Mo's blind spot, but Chen Mo's reaction was indeed very strong. He rolled, jumped, jumped forward, rolled over, and in short, dodged four arrows.
, this is already very remarkable, after all, Yang Song shoots arrows based on real battles, and normal people basically cannot avoid it.
"Is this all you can do?" Chen Mo kept staring at Yang Song's hand. The moment Yang Song tightened the bow string, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he quickly fell to the ground, and an arrow grazed him.
He shot a staff member more than ten meters away in the shoulder, causing him to roll on the ground in pain. Even a soft rubber arrow had some impact.
Of course, Chen Mo didn't pay attention to what was happening behind him. His hands on the ground hadn't touched for a second before he bounced up. However, this was obviously what Yang Song had expected. An arrow was shot right after.
Chen Mo was caught off guard and the arrow hit his leg.
"Hit!" Yang Song shouted excitedly, but he didn't expect that Chen Mo actually jumped on one leg and rushed towards him. He only felt that a strong Northeast bear blind man completely covered his sight, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.
However, his hands were grabbed by two iron pliers, and then he saw a huge head pushing hard against his forehead.
"Oh my God!" Liu Xiao, who was watching from a distance, was stunned. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat on the spot. He wanted to stop it but was unable to do anything.
It's just that Chen Mo is Chen Mo after all. Just when his forehead was about to hit Yang Song, he suddenly turned around, brushed Yang Song's body and fell to the ground. He rolled around a few times before stopping. It can be seen that what he just did
How much impact does a single hop have?
"I'm so sorry, I won't play anymore! It's so frustrating!" Chen Mo stood up with a depressed look on his face and moved his right leg that was shot by a soft rubber arrow.
"Are you okay?" Of course Yang Song knew how powerful his arrows were, and Chen Mo's legs would definitely be swollen.
"It's okay, let's stop playing. When you start to fight, you have to stop. It's better not to fight!" Chen Mo tore off a few pieces of cotton on his head, and then Yang Song noticed that he was rolling on the ground just now.
, causing the wound on his face to open again, he couldn't help but said guiltily: "I'm sorry."
"It has nothing to do with you, damn it! Where is the doctor? I'm injured! By the way, let's forget about training. I'll find someone for you tomorrow. He'll definitely teach you twice the result with half the effort." Chen Mo suddenly said.
Yang Song smiled bitterly and said: "Is it really okay? Not everyone can hold back at critical moments like you."
"It's okay, he can do it." Chen Mo was very relieved about that person.
"Really? Is he more powerful than you?" Yang Song became curious. He had lost the battle just now. After all, he still had too many concerns about ruthlessness. He was different from people like Chen Mo who fought on the battlefield and survived.
, is there someone more powerful than Chen Mo? Is he the popular urban soldier king in online novels?
After listening to Yang Song's words, Chen Mo immediately said with disdain: "King of Soldiers? What the hell, I say young people, you'd better read less of those mindless and cool articles, it's not good for your IQ development."
"That person doesn't have a close relationship with me. He's my uncle's generation and has a very good relationship with my damn dad. He taught me some skills, but he only taught me for half a year.
He will go back to Japan after he leaves the army." Chen Mo sat on the ground, and several doctors who came over gave him medicine on the spot.
Yang Song was naturally unavoidable from being inspected, but he had almost no contact with Chen Mo. What Chen Mo just grabbed was his gauntlet. This gauntlet was made of alloy, so there was no damage at all.
"Japanese? Are they ninjas?" Yang Song was suddenly surprised.
When it comes to cultural export, China still lags behind Japan for the time being. Bushido is a household name all over the world, and Tachi is highly praised by countless people. However, China has nothing to show for it. At most, it can be regarded as Chinese Kung Fu, but it is far inferior to Japan's ninja and ninja.
The influence of the samurai was profound.
"Japanese ninjas have long been extinct. He was a traitor who was expelled from the sect. But if you really think about it, after the death of Kawada Hiroyuki, the head of the Koka sect, he was the last ninja in Japan." At this point, Chen Mo Game
sigh.
"How could it become extinct?" Yang Song was puzzled. Ninjas are the most important symbol of Japan's cultural output. How many fans does Naruto have around the world? How could it become extinct?
"Ninja is not suitable for modern society. Even if you are a killer, you will not contact ninjutsu. Compared with decades of hard training, a gun is more practical." Chen Mo said lightly.
"Of course, I'm talking about pure ninjas. Killers in modern society are actually not much different from ninjas, they just have much better equipment." Chen Mo added.
"Then the person you are talking about is a pure ninja who uses darts and knives?" Yang Song said with a smile.
"You are really right. He only uses these things. In fact, in a head-on battle, I can beat ten of him by myself. But once we get to a place with a complicated environment, or when I am hiding and he is hiding, ten of me will be able to defeat him."
I can't beat him either." Chen Mo said solemnly.
"So powerful?" Yang Song was a little excited. If he learned this person's kung fu, it would be very difficult for him to die in the future, right?
Chen Mo glanced at Yang Song and said: "That man is proficient in all assassination methods in the world. When it comes to hiding himself, no one is better than him. Even I am not sure whether I can find him."
"How did your father know such a person?" Yang Song couldn't help but become curious.
Chen Mo thought for a while, as if hesitating whether to say it, but after thinking for a while, he still said: "He was sent from Japan to assassinate my father. In the end, he stopped, and then we met... The specific content
I don’t know, you can ask him, I think he must be very interested in you."