Under One Person: Communicating with Xiao Zizai about his condition at the beginning

"Oh?"

"Are you always hungry?"

"I rarely feel hungry. That's what Uncle Xu told me. He's dead now. That was a long time ago..."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly.

He felt that he was about to come into contact with the truth:

"Oh? A long time ago?"

"How long was that?"

Feng Baobao suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and Chen Zhuo's words appeared in her not-so-bright mind.

"After asking a lot of questions, Chen Zhuo said you are not good people."

Feng Baobao has always been a man of action, never saying a word. She picked up the shovel and swung it at the man in the suit.

The whistling wind pierced my ears.

Demonstrating infinite power.

A strange blue light flashed in the man's eyes, and he suddenly dodged backwards, narrowly avoiding the swing of the shovel.

"It's a tricky idea."

Feng Baobao picked up the shovel and was eager to try again.

Zhang Chulan, who had been paying attention to Feng Baobao, was suddenly shocked and rushed over.

"Sister Baoer, what's going on!"

"Don't do anything yet."

He had sensed something was amiss when he saw the man talking to Feng Baobao, and was about to come over when he didn't expect Feng Baobao to actually attack him.

Xu San also broke away from the interviewers and stood with Feng Baobao, looking sternly at the man in the suit opposite him.

"What's going on, baby?"

"He's always asking questions, he doesn't seem like a good person."

Feng Baobao gave a reason that a normal person wouldn't resort to violence, but she felt no psychological burden at all.

Xu San suddenly felt ashamed.

However, Zhang Chulan paid attention to the key point.

He stared intently at the man in the suit in front of him. Was this man trying to find out about Sister Baoer's situation?

He instantly became alert:

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"Sorry everyone, we have something to do and have to leave first."

"Hey?"

"Zhang Chulan, you haven't finished answering the question yet."

Zhang Chulan ignored the female reporter who was trying to persuade him to stay, and left with Feng Baobao and Xu San.

As Zhang Chulan walked, he said to Xu San:

"Third brother, tell me about this Yaoxing Society!"

……

"That's Feng Baobao..."

The female reporter and the man in the suit stood side by side, looking at the backs of Zhang Chulan and others as they walked away.

"How's it going? Did you get anything out of me?"

The man showed an unfathomable smile:

"Almost."

"Maybe this time we're really close..."

The man suddenly thought of something and murmured:

"correct."

"Feng Baobao also mentioned someone."

"Who?"

"Chen Zhuo."

The female reporter frowned and thought for a moment:

“Never noticed.”

“It didn’t appear on the list of participants either.”

The man said:

"Feng Baobao said, Chen Zhuo said we are not good people."

"But we have never revealed our true selves to outsiders, and we must find out why."

"clear."

The two men talked for a while and then left side by side. Their real purpose had been achieved, and there was no point in pretending to be reporters.

Wait for the two of them to leave.

Chen Zhuo walked out from behind a tree, rubbed his temples, lit a cigarette, and blew out a puff of smoke.

"Hehe, looking for me?"

Then, continue to follow as if nothing happened.

……

In the evening, the competition of 32 to 16 came to an end.

It was a rare occasion for a group of young strangers to gather together, so they called their friends and prepared to have a bonfire party in the woods.

The aliens and neutral organizations who came to watch the Luotian Grand Ceremony began to come down the mountain one after another.

Everyone in Yaoxing Society wears a suit.

They walked down the mountain in an orderly manner.

In the mountains and forests, no one spoke except the rustling sound of leather shoes stepping on branches and leaves. They were like robots.

There was an eerie quiet atmosphere spreading.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the forest and blocked the way of several people from Yaoxing Society.

With his hands in his pockets and a lazy demeanor, Chen Zhuo asked with a smile:

"Everyone, please excuse me for a moment."

Chapter 22 Uncontrollable Life

The forest is silent and the night wind is howling.

Although the men in black suits were blocked by Chen Zhuo, they did not seem surprised at all and remained expressionless.

No.

Chen Zhuo clearly felt the flash of suspicion in their hearts, but it was forcibly suppressed by another force.

"who are you?"

The man in the suit and the female reporter were the first to ask questions.

"Aren't you going to check on me?"

"I am Chen Zhuo."

The pupils of both of them suddenly shrank.

boom!

Chen Zhuo's body moved suddenly, rushing towards the two people in front like lightning, and swung out a palm that turned into a hand knife.

The two of them didn't react at all.

He was hit on the neck by Chen Zhuo's knife.

Lost consciousness instantly.

There were six reporters from Yaoxing Society, and two of them were knocked down by Chen Zhuo in just one encounter.

What kind of power and speed is this?!

The eyes of the remaining four Yaoxing Society members all glowed blue, and the man in the suit waved his hand:

"Go together!"

"kill him."

Listen to the commands of the man in the suit.

The people on both sides and the only female reporter all exuded powerful Qi energy.

With the force of a dragon or a tiger, he pounced towards Chen Zhuo.

For a while.

Chen Zhuo's fists suddenly crossed on the left and right, and the Qi force roared.

The female reporter even pinched it with one hand.

The leaves in the sky rolled up and condensed into cones of grass and trees, scattering towards the vital parts of Chen Zhuo's body.

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and uttered a soft "eh":

"It's actually a sorcerer."

However, Chen Zhuo remained calm and retreated.

Easily avoid the punches and kicks from both sides.

He reached out with one hand, grabbed the wrist of the person on his left hand, and threw it towards the hidden weapon formed by the wooden leaves in the sky.

The man was immediately stabbed by the flying spikes and was bleeding profusely. Then he collided with the female reporter and fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Zhuo ignored the results of the fight in the air, and instead kicked out to the right at high speed.

The legs are powerful, like a whip or an axe.

The protective Qi shield of the person attacking from the right was smashed to pieces, and with a bang, he flew backwards and crashed into a big tree.

The blue light flashed in the eyes of the man in the suit who did not make a move, and the look of fear spread like a wave!

Not an opponent at all!

If Chen Zhuo hadn't intended to spare their lives, no one present would have been able to withstand a single punch or kick.

Chen Zhu?!

This monster came from nowhere.

Why don't they have any intelligence?!

The man in the suit's thoughts raced.

The decision was made easily without hesitation:

"Commit suicide, everyone."

Several embarrassed Yaoxing Society members had a flash of blue in their eyes and a slight smile on their lips.

Blood was actually oozing out slowly.

The man in the suit rushed directly towards the two members who had been knocked down by Chen Zhuo earlier, and waved out two slender silver needles.

It stabbed straight into the hearts of both men.