Arknights, are you a good person?

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Just as they were about to learn about the villain's life story, Zhao Tu appeared again with a stern face.

He waved his hand, motioning Qi Yuan to follow him. The latter immediately stood up and trotted along under the expectant gazes of the students.

"President, don't be in a hurry."

"Congratulations, my plans have been disrupted."

Zhao Tu's face was as gloomy as water: "But it is also because of you that I have a new plan and I need a little help from you."

"Change of plans?"

Qi Yuan said in shock, as if the change of plan had nothing to do with him: "Then you have to pay more."

"You still have the nerve to ask for money?"

The extreme anger made Zhao Tu laugh out loud: "Okay, I'll give you money and I can forgive what happened just now, but your role will change a little. Qi Yuan, become a hostage."

Qi Yuan listened attentively.

“Use you as a hostage and invite Wan Shengsheng out for a fight. Don’t doubt that guy’s character. He will save anyone, let alone someone you know.”

"But can't you beat her?" Qi Yuan asked back curiously.

"I have my own way."

Zhao Tu sneered, “My plan has never been to simply defeat Wan Shengsheng. Being defeated at the retirement party will not have any impact on her reputation.”

He wants to make Wan Shengsheng disqualified from this world!

Zhao Tu took out the claw-shaped weapon and put it on his hand calmly.

A glass test tube caught Qi Yuan's attention. Black and red crystals were suspended in the lipid liquid.

Originium fragments.

Zhao Tu's purpose is self-evident.

Lure Wan Shengsheng to the scene and fight with her. In the melee, Zhao Tu will pull away and throw the test tube containing Originium fragments at Wan Shengsheng.

The most vicious method Zhao Tu could think of was to turn Wan Shengsheng into an infected person.

Qi Yuan shook his head and sighed.

He thought of the students' prayers, and ultimately his enthusiasm was wasted. Who could have thought that the president he respected was actually just a despicable person?

After assembling everything, Zhao Tu pointed to the phone on the table:

"You come and fight, and remember to sound a little panicked. After the deed is done, you will definitely be paid a lot..."

He was furious just now, but now he doesn't care at all. Based on his experience, Qi Yuan judged that this guy has decided to burn his bridges after crossing them.

What can he do?

Just obey.

Qi Yuan picked up the phone obediently, dialed the number while checking the time, and after a while, the call was connected.

"Ms. Wan Shengsheng, I've been kidnapped, and I'm using this as leverage to challenge you to a fight. Can you come at midnight in two hours and thirty-six minutes? The address is..."

After the smooth communication, Qi Yuan hung up the phone.

"Two hours and thirty-six minutes?" Zhao Tu was puzzled. "Why did you specify that it was midnight?"

"I'll wait for it to cool down."

Qi Yuan answered seriously and honestly.

"So it's the damn sense of ritual. This is exactly the feeling I need. After tonight, my biggest worry will be eradicated." Zhao Tu suddenly realized and nodded with a grim smile.

wait.

It was said to be two hours and thirty-six minutes, but Wan Shengsheng arrived at the scene thirty minutes early, looking around anxiously and shouting loudly.

"Qi Yuan!"

Zhao Tu stood upstairs, watching coldly, feeling extremely happy.

This damn sense of ritual!

Qi Yuan stood beside him with a very strange look in his eyes.

I'm waiting for the CD, what are you waiting for? Waiting to die?

Another long thirty minutes passed, and at twelve o'clock midnight, Zhao Tu looked at the watch, put one foot on the edge of the windowsill, and prepared to jump down.

at the same time.

【Ding--】

The strange prompt sound was like a worker's sigh of relief, and Qi Yuan felt something in his body awaken.

Both arms suddenly became hot.

He had an urgent urge to throw a punch, which was gradually becoming uncontrollable.

Qi Yuan looked towards Zhao Tu in front of him.

Great location!

With a thought, he unleashed a punch, a fleeting dim light flashed across the air, and in the silent night, a thunderous explosion suddenly broke out.

Like a dragon singing.

Amid the piercing sonic boom, the glass in the three surrounding rooms shattered.

Zhao Tu turned around suddenly and saw a fist as big as a sandbag and a fist wind that felt like a knife cutting.

"The tide of the river is falling!"

059: What a great victory

When the fist wrapped in light rushed towards him, Zhao Tu's thoughts suddenly stopped.

Memories come flooding back like a kaleidoscope of memories.

From the very beginning, he had been thinking about how to turn Wan Shengsheng into an infected person. He still remembered the scene of carefully purchasing the third-level pollution source stone fragments, as if he had obtained the key to his eternal rule.

be found?

It doesn't exist. The debris is hidden in the weapons. In the fierce battle, the infection process will only be known to both sides.

Zhao Tu didn't believe that Wan Shengsheng would dare to take the initiative to point it out, she would definitely try her best to cover it up.

As long as he spread the news everywhere, she would never dare to return to her hometown. He could then sit in the position of president of the Martial Arts Association, continue to monopolize the money, and carry forward the traditional principles of Heaven, Earth, the Emperor, Parents and Teacher.

Even if he hides his own strengths, the students cannot see it without a reference. The masters form an alliance and are all his people. Harmony brings wealth.

You must never lose your job.

Such smooth logic, such normal needs, and Wan Shengsheng is just a movie star, how could he encounter difficulties?

Here comes the difficulty.

The fist was like a dump truck coming head-on, blocking Zhao Tu's way and occupying his entire field of vision.

That punch was like an insurmountable mountain. The sonic boom was accompanied by air currents, followed by sharp pain. The teeth seemed to disappear suddenly, followed by the chin and neck...

Three punches!

In a brief moment, Qi Yuan seemed to have only thrown one punch, but Zhao Tu clearly felt the power pouring out three times.

Then, there was a long darkness.

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"Qi Yuan!"

Wan Shengsheng, wearing a huge iron gauntlet, walked on the deserted street:

"You called me because you must have run into trouble that you can't solve yourself. I'm here to help you out!"

"Qi Yuan!"

Her shout was drowned out by the sudden explosion.

Wan Shengsheng's pupils shrank suddenly and he immediately turned around to look in the direction of the sound.

On the third floor of the hotel, an entire wall of a room was suddenly blown off, and the glass in the surrounding rooms was all shattered, with debris falling like rain.

Qi Yuan stood in the middle, maintaining a punching posture.

Wan Shengsheng was shocked as he looked at the dark yellow light surrounding Qi Yuan, which slowly disappeared along with his breathing.

Is this a boxing technique?

Is this the kind of boxing that can be mastered by someone under 20 years old who has practiced for a month?

"call--"

Qi Yuan let out a long breath and clenched his fist.

"The energy is calm and peaceful."

The handsome boy's voice echoed throughout the entire street, and Qi Yuan finally got his own speaker.

Bang!

The seriously injured and unconscious President Zhao Tu fell on the wall fifty meters away, hanging on the top of the wall in the middle, like a piece of tattered cloth.

Click.

The third-level pollutant shattered, and a cluster of tiny crystals slowly grew from Zhao Tu's arm like sprouting grass.

"Ah this..."

Wan Shengsheng quickly stepped back a few steps to create a safe area.

Then, as if she remembered something, she sighed and stayed where she was, looking indifferent to the new cluster of crystals.

"An infected person, hehe...what's that sound?"

Hearing the exclamations, Wan Shengsheng turned his head suddenly and realized that this street was more lively than he thought.

Six people rushed out from their hiding places impatiently. Chen stared at the scene in disbelief. He raised his head and looked at Qi Yuan. His voice was so loud that it made Wan Shengsheng's head hurt:

"You succeeded? You actually succeeded?"

Extremely shocking.

A month ago, the Zhongyue Boxing Manual was a PDF document bought by Shi Huaiya, and Chen was doing the hand-copying work. She had the most intuitive understanding of how difficult this boxing style was.

"It's only been a month! Your talent is too good."

"It's just ninety-nine percent sweat."

Qi Yuan put away his posture and waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that this level was not worth mentioning:

"Besides, I'm still far from mastering it. You can't praise a Silver player and say that he completely understands the game, right?"

There are two more levels to come.

The puppet still needs work.

Chen Wuyu was choked up and looked at the Chixiao sword at his waist. He felt as if he was being outdone by others.

The Penguin Logistics team was whispering.

"Is Qi Yuan so good at fighting now?"

The Angel of Exorcism said with shining eyes: "Texas, what is his current strength?"

"The level that can kill the emperor with one punch."

Texas spoke highly of him: "Very strong. Hand-to-hand combat is no longer Qi Yuan's weakness."