Chapter 3 Heng Lian Dacheng Investigating conspiracy to kill
The battle between the two was very loud, and the strong wind blowing on the field was filled with the fighting atmosphere of the two.
The melon-eaters separated out a small group of people, rescued Old Liu and sent him to the infirmary, while the rest continued to watch the show.
This place was targeted by a large number of cameras. Deputy Director Fatty remembered the scene of the two fighting in his heart, and showed from various angles that Shang was fine. There was a glint in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
There were several technicians on the side, and the screen in front of them was playing slow and reverse at different times, actually collecting the battle data of the two people.
"Deputy Director, this young man has a very high spiritual level and is a subject worthy of study," said a researcher.
"Let him come over as soon as possible. We need to analyze his physical condition." Someone's eyes were fiery and he was only interested in science. His tone was disrespectful to the deputy director of the squadron.
The fat deputy director looked unhappy. He was unhappy with the commanding tone of these scientific researchers, but he didn't say anything. After all, they were people sent from "over there".
Here, Dongfang Tian is fighting an extremely powerful opponent. The opponent's moves are extremely sophisticated, ruthless yet domineering, and he wants to defeat everything head-on.
He finally knew in his heart why Zhang Dahai was still the most famous among the four heavenly kings. This man's kung fu artistic conception showed that he was extremely domineering and arrogant, and wanted to conquer everything, but he was not that sinister, cunning and vicious little guy.
people.
The two of them fought fiercely, Dongfang Tianzheng fought vigorously and happily, but suddenly he became alert and retreated violently, but he was still a step too late.
The sharp weapon Zhang Dahai holds is made of special cold iron. It can easily cause damage to those who practice physical training like Dongfang Tianzheng. After all, they are only flesh and blood.
In front of this dagger, Dongfang Tianzheng's skin and flesh were no different from ordinary people.
"You forced me to do this!" Zhang Dahai yelled.
He couldn't fight for a long time and knew that it would be difficult to take down Dongfang Tianzheng in a short time with his own strength. It was even hard to say whether he could take down Dongfang Tianzheng, so he used his own weapons.
Zhang Dahai held the blade in his hand and swung it very nimbly. The cold iron dagger was full of dynamics in his hand, as if it had vitality.
He and the dagger became one, and his whole artistic conception was sublimated again, and he was able to confront Dongfang Tianzheng's spirit head-on.
Dongfang Tianzheng was cautious and did not dare to confront him head-on. No matter how strong he was, he was only made of flesh and blood and could be hurt by swords and sharp weapons.
With the integration of man and machine, Zhang Dahai's strength is not only increased several times?
In just a few breaths, Dongfang Tianzheng was pressed down and beaten.
"Go to hell!" Zhang Dahai found a flaw and stabbed the boy's chest hard.
Dongfang Tianzheng didn't have time to react, he put his left arm in front of his chest, and was immediately thrust into by the cold iron dagger, making him groan.
Zhang Dahai was horrified that the cold iron dagger was stuck and could not penetrate the opponent's bones at once.
Without hesitation, he took out a small paper bag from his waist and threw it in front of him.
The young man's heart was filled with alarm and he pushed Zhang Dahai back. However, he was still hit by the medicine powder in the paper bag, and his vision went dark. He flew backwards, away from his opponent.
"I have picked out the tendons in your left arm and you can no longer see your eyes. How can you fight with me?"
Zhang Dahai stepped out, came to Dongfang Tianzheng's side, and swung his knife. Dongfang Tianzheng was alert and dodged the knife, but still hit him with the next punch and took a few steps back.
Brother Hai took advantage of the victory and pursued it, inflicting varying degrees of blows to Dongfang Tianzheng one after another, but failed to hit the vital point.
Boom!
Dongfang Tianzheng was beaten away, vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground. He felt so uncomfortable that he didn't want to move.
Next to them were over 10,000 refugees. They were worried, but no one dared to move.
"Dongfang, are you okay..."
"Dongfang, you are injured..."
"Dongfang, don't give up..."
Dongfang Tianzheng shook his head to wake himself up. His eyes were suppressed by a chemical substance and he temporarily lost his vision.
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and flowed into his eyes. Dongfang Tianzheng found that there was a hint of obscure light in front of his eyes, although it was quickly swallowed up by darkness.
This kind of medicinal powder can actually be dissolved by water.
"Who has water?" he shouted.
Someone among the melon-eating crowd shouted: "To the east, at three o'clock, about five steps away, there is a water valve on the ground."
Dongfang Tianzheng nodded, dodged Zhang Dahai's attack, walked a few steps, stomped three times on the ground, and finally broke the water valve.
The water column rushed out and Dongfang Tianzheng's eyes returned to normal. The refugee camp lacked resources and it was difficult for Zhang Dahai to obtain complex medicinal powder.
But he didn't care, and said leisurely: "Dongfang, it doesn't matter if your eyes are healed, you have lost an arm, you are not qualified to fight with me."
The corner of his mouth curled up and he said: "Come, please me, see how long you can last?"
In front of everyone, Dongfang Tianzheng took out a silver needle from nowhere, pierced the wound on his left arm, and used a very strange technique to connect the broken tendons. He was actually reconnecting the tendons manually!
This scene makes people go numb!
He clenched his fists. It was okay for the time being. As the bright energy circulated, the blood was nourishing the broken tendons. Dongfang Tianzheng put the silver needle in front of his eyes and said: "You should also taste the feeling of being blind..."
No movement was seen from him, and the flying needle was no longer in his hand. At the same time, Zhang Dahai's right eye hurt, a trace of blood spattered and hurt, and his vision became dark.
"Ah..." he yelled, one of his eyes was actually crippled!
Dongfang Tianzheng ran out quickly, kicked Zhang Dahai to the ground, and dropped the cold iron dagger in his hand.
"Dongfang, well done!"
"Dongfang, you are awesome!"
"Dongfang, kill him..."
The melon-eating crowd shouted loudly and the crowd was excited.
"Admit defeat, I will spare your life." Dongfang Tianzheng said calmly.
The pain in Zhang Dahai's left eye was mixed with anger: "You want me to surrender? I'm dreaming..."
Dongfang Tianzheng felt the danger again. Although he was a little confused about what tricks the other party could pull off in his current state, he still took a few steps back and looked at him warily.
I saw Zhang Dahai's aura becoming violent, his muscles twitching, and his entire body grew in size.
"This is..." Dongfang Tianzheng was calculating rapidly in his eyes. The opponent's secretion of various beneficial hormones surged, and the power of blood increased ten times, causing irreversible damage to the secretion organs and transportation system.
This is a forbidden method, which is equivalent to overdrafting one's vitality.
The cold iron dagger disappeared somewhere, and Zhang Dahai made a horrifying move. He reached into his abdomen with one hand, pulled out the entire intestine, and used it as a weapon.
What the hell is this!?
Dongfang Tianzheng had never seen anything like this. He had killed more people than could occupy a football field, but he was still frightened by the opponent's actions. It was obvious that he wanted to die with him!
A master of external training, his physical body is extremely strong, and Zhang Dahai's intestines are very tough, and he may actually be able to strangle himself!
"You are looking for death, don't blame me for being cruel..."
Dongfang Tianzheng did not dodge anymore, he even began to use his inner energy to strengthen his body. However, facing Zhang Dahai, who was infinitely violent, he could only be passively beaten!
His large intestine was thrown on his body, which was very painful. Dongfang Tianzheng's body was slapped many times and ravaged by Zhang Dahai, but he did not even frown.
His physical body has almost reached its limit, and he has been receiving the maximum beating. This battle with Zhang Dahai is his most peak battle in the past few months!
Buzz…
There was a voice that could not be captured. Zhang Dahai was in a state of madness and did not pay attention, but Dongfang Tianzheng felt very different.
He even couldn't help but let out a long roar, and became one with nature. He felt a heat flow surging in his body, completely refining the impurities around him, and then disappeared after circulation.
In his perception, his physical body reached its peak and was tempered to a new level in one fell swoop.
If Dongfang Tianzheng takes off his clothes, he will find that the skin of his body is crystal clear, giving people the illusion of light.
His body's physical training broke through to a new level. Between the rolling blood and energy, there was a dark golden halo flowing, and the streamlines were perfect. According to Buddhism, he had created a "golden body."
Of course, Dongfang Tianzheng only cast the golden body initially, and he is still tens of thousands of miles away from the great achievement.
He punched out, and the force of the punch directly knocked Zhang Dahai over. The latter's physical functions were almost exhausted. After being hit, his shortcomings were immediately revealed, and his momentum collapsed.
Dongfang Tianzheng punched out again, intending to crush everything and push the gods aside. His artistic conception was overwhelming and made everyone who saw his punch unable to resist!
Zhang Dahai was penetrated by a punch and his heart burst. He woke up from his mad state before dying.
He looked at the young man in front of him and said weakly: "I lost unjustly..." and then hung up.
Dongfang Tianzheng saw that Zhang Dahai still had some obsession in his eyes, which was his reluctance to let go of someone.
Among the people eating melons, a figure suddenly ran out, which seemed a bit unexpected.
"Zhang Xiaohai..." Dongfang Tianzheng heard the comments from people around him and learned that it was Zhang Dahai's younger brother.
"Okay, okay..."
The voice of the deputy director came from an unknown speaker: "Dongfang Tianzheng, I really saw you right. From today on, you are the new Beicang Heavenly King!"
"Come to my place, I have something to tell you..."
Dongfang Tianzheng pushed Zhang Dahai's body away, walked to the water valve, washed it, and left.
"Dongfang, be careful..."
"Dongfang, the deputy director is ruthless..."
"Dongfang, safety comes first in everything..."
The crowd behind him made him wary of the deputy director.
A secret room.
More than a dozen people pointed guns at Dongfang Tianzheng. The deputy director looked slightly angry and said, "You actually don't agree?"
"Life and death must be controlled by others, so it's not inappropriate for Beicang Tianwang." Dongfang Tianzheng said calmly.
It turns out that the four heavenly kings have been implanted with chips by the deputy director. If there is any betrayal, they will be wiped out. Naturally, he will not obey.
The deputy director was furious and ordered Dongfang Tianzheng to be imprisoned at the bottom of the basement, locking him up with nine iron chains.
Dongfang Tianzheng was so happy that he possessed the art of shrinking bones and broke away from his restraints at night, using the concealment method of a killer to walk around the place in search of the secrets here.
The deputy director was so confident that nine 300-kilogram iron chains could trap Dongfang Tianzheng to death, and he didn't even send anyone to keep an eye on him.
For three consecutive nights, Dongfang Tianzheng walked around the important places in the institute and finally discovered some clues.
Some illegal human experiments were indeed carried out here, and they were still experiments on living subjects. Some experimental subjects were worse off than dead. The cruel methods made him very angry.
On the night of the fourth day, Dongfang Tian was preparing to use the bone-shrinking technique and went out for a wander again, when his ears twitched slightly and he heard someone calling him.
"East, East..."
A young man quietly came to the door of this room and handed a plate of food through the hole under the door.
"We made these secretly, you can eat them. We heard that the deputy director will ask the other three kings to deal with you tomorrow. You must not be without strength then."
Dongfang Tianzheng was a little touched. This guy really risked his life to deliver food to him. He immediately finished the food in three strokes and was slightly stunned.
Written on the bottom of the plate are the words Dongfang, Come on.
"Okay!" Dongfang Tianzheng said that nothing would happen to him.
The young man took the plate away and left quietly.
"Huh? Something's wrong..." Dongfang Tianzheng had a feeling in his heart and felt that something bad would happen.
In the far corner of the room, a figure was hidden, clearly seeing the young man delivering food to Dongfang Tianzheng.
This man is called Little Beard, and he is Big Beard’s most proud subordinate, and he is a brother-in-law.
"Hmph, just wait." Mustache said bitterly.
The next day, someone came and took Dongfang Tianzheng away and sent him to a certain venue.
However, when he saw the situation here, his pupils shrank.
A young man had lost his breath and was lying on the ground with severe injuries. Based on his feeling, he was the person who had brought him food yesterday.
In front of the young man's corpse, in addition to the deputy director and several staff members, there were three other people, namely Dongcang Tianwang Sugihao, Xicang Tianwang Yujiali, and Nancang Tianwang Huang Xiong.
Shan Hao is very strong and is a power type, Huang Xiong is a martial arts type with strong martial arts skills, and Yu Jiali is good at magic and is difficult to defend against.
The deputy director said disdainfully: "You brat, since you can't be used by me, then I have no choice but to destroy you. Ah Hao, Ah Li, Ah Xiong, just do as you like."
After hearing this, the three heavenly kings showed a satisfied and cruel smile on their faces.
Dongfang Tianzheng knelt down to check the young man's condition, and found that he died in a very miserable manner. Half of his skin was peeled off, and he was even still alive in the process!
"Dongfang, you want to take revenge for poster!" someone shouted in pain.
This young man, who risked his life to deliver meals to Dongfang Tianzheng, turned out to be Zhang Xiaohai, Zhang Dahai's younger brother.
"Who did it?" Dongfang Tianzheng said coldly.
A terrifying murderous intention surged in his heart, and he felt a little guilty for Zhang Xiaohai.
The three heavenly kings laughed in unison. One of them, the sissy Xicang Heavenly King Youjiali, said: "I did it, Dongfang Tianzheng, what do you want?"
Dongfang Tian's face was calm, and his heart was burning like a flame. In an instant, he took action, his muscles squirmed to open the acupuncture points, directly breaking through all restrictions, and returning his mental state to its peak!
A mighty spiritual thought enveloped this place, as vast as the ocean, overwhelming, suppressing the place, making people frightened and awe-inspiring.
The pinnacle of the living dead!
If you can’t figure out the eighth sense, who can compete with you?
Naturally, it is impossible to have an existence in the realm of the eighth sense here. Just pull out a character like that and he can do some earth-shattering things in the dark world.
The expressions of the three heavenly kings changed, the smiles froze on their faces, turned ugly, and became a little frightened.
The oppression at the spiritual level is more severe than the physical oppression.