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

When Jia Zhengliang decided to go all out and use his hidden trick, Feng Shayan knocked him down with a punch at lightning speed.

This was also taught to her by Chen Zhuo.

Once the war starts.

Don't give the enemy any chance to breathe.

In particular, when the opponent makes a harsh statement and then obviously starts to charge up for a big move, you must knock him down as quickly as possible.

Don't give the other party a chance to fight back.

Jia Zhengliang lay on his back on the ground and said with difficulty:

"I lost."

Feng Shayan snorted lightly and wiped the blood off her cheek:

"You're not bad."

"But compared to my brother, you are still far behind."

It’s Chen Zhu again.

An inexplicable fire flashed in Jia Zhengliang's eyes, and then he fell into melancholy.

He is now...

He is absolutely no match for Chen Zhuo...

.

Chen Zhuo in the stands tutted his words, feeling Jia Zhengliang's inexplicable jealousy, and murmured:

"Cause and effect in this world are truly marvelous."

"I suddenly have a love rival."

at the same time.

Wang Ye was being chased around by Zhuge Qing's fans.

Feng Baobao, with a clever look on her face, followed quietly behind with a shovel on one shoulder and a rope in the other.

Prepare to start her plan of burying people.

Chen Zhuo and Feng Xingtong sent Feng Shayan to heal her injuries.

Then he went to watch the competition between Zhang Lingyu and Lu Linglong. Lu Linglong was openly practicing Quanzhen alchemy, cultivating both sex and life.

Very resistant to beating.

This forced Zhang Lingyu to use his thunder magic, which struck her to pieces and turned her into a caramel color.

Chen Zhuo noticed that Lu Linglong's great-grandfather, Lu Jin, who was also one of the Ten Lords, changed his expression on the spot.

Lu Linglong is his most beloved great-granddaughter.

But now he has been chopped into charcoal by the old Taoist priest's young disciple.

He immediately looked at the old Taoist priest with anger:

"Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Lingyu, I can't bring myself to do this. As your master, don't even think about running away!"

"I'll also let you experience the feeling of being struck alive by thunder!"

But the old Taoist priest had foresight and had already pushed Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair away at lightning speed.

……

Today's competition ended early.

Chen Zhuo returned to the hotel.

Prepare to cook the two pieces of ingredients in the sac.

Feng Shayan booked him a presidential suite.

The space itself was not small, so he moved the table and sofa in the living room to the side, freeing up a large open space.

Then, Chen Zhuo took out his entire set of experimental equipment from the phagocyte capsule and placed them neatly on the open space.

All kinds of instruments can be used as long as they are powered on.

He first released the Yaoxing Society reporter from the devouring sac, and then tied him to the operating table with leather buckles.

Then I gave him a small wake-up pill.

The reporter woke up from his sleep and was shocked to find that his hands, feet and body were tightly bound with bandages.

And in front of him was a man in a white coat.

He was gesturing with a scalpel.

Chen Zhuo smiled slightly:

“Try something simple first.”

"Tell me about what you know about the purpose of Yaoxing Society's existence."

The reporter's eyes, originally filled with fear, instantly showed a blue light after hearing the three words "Yaoxing Society".

Chen Zhuo pried open the reporter's eyelids.

He shone a flashlight on the eyeball and examined it carefully. "This should be something like soul-clarification magic. Is it a stress reaction?"

Chen Zhuoyou said:

"Yao Xing Club."

The blue light in the reporter's eyes flickered and grew stronger.

And as the blue light becomes stronger.

Chen Zhuo sensed the fear, shock and other negative emotions in the reporters' hearts, which quickly faded away like melting snow.

His emotional state became extremely stable, and his body, which had just been struggling violently to break free, also calmed down.

Chen Zhuo took the rag off the reporter's mouth, but the reporter still didn't shout or cry out, as if he had become an emotionless machine.

"Then try electric shock..."

Chen Zhuo put gauze on the reporter's neck again, dragged the defibrillator over, and picked up an instrument similar to a defibrillator.

Just the crackling of electricity in the machine.

It’s just like the thunder magic of Tianshi Mansion.

Chen Zhuo smiled at the reporter's calm eyes, placed the defibrillator directly on his chest, and instantly, the electric current ran through his whole body!

The reporter's body was shaking rapidly.

He swayed violently on the operating table.

But the reporter's emotions remained unchanged, as if they had been formatted.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Still silent.

Chen Zhuo immediately increased the current.

The reporter experienced how the electric current grew from small to large, causing him extreme pain and burning his body.

The reporter's face was distorted with pain.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, but this was just a physiological compromise to the electric shock, and his mind was still controlled.

Chen Zhuo couldn't help but admire Qu Tong's meticulousness.

And the magic of double hands.

Weaving memories, implanting seals, and changing souls are indeed beyond the scope of human beings.

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Chen Zhuo recorded all the changes in the reporter's body and the innate qi in his dantian when he was facing the electric shock.

"Although there is little hope."

"But let's bleed a little."

Chen Zhuo dimmed the lights, first pierced the reporter's wrist to draw four tubes of blood, and then cut another wound on his wrist.

Let the blood flow naturally, making a ticking sound in the glass container. It is said that people will gradually collapse when listening to the sound of their own blood dripping in the silent darkness.

Chen Zhuo has tried it.

The effect is good.

Many scumbags of all sex cannot bear it. They can feel the powerlessness of their lives slipping away bit by bit.

Finally, he was enveloped by great fear.

Until the spirit completely collapsed.

but.

Is this useful for people who have been transformed by the Soul Enlightenment Technique?

Chen Zhuo was skeptical.

But even if there is little hope, we must practice to know, and that is what science is.

Chen Zhuo listened to the dripping sound of blood.

Sit on the sofa in the shade.

pat.

A little fire lit up in the darkness, then went out, and then there was smoke.

Fu.

The sound of smoke puffing and blood dripping echoed in the darkness.

Three whole hours.

Chen Zhuo smoked six cigarettes.

The reporter's mood did not fluctuate at all.

"It seems it's not working."

Chen Zhuo stood up.

Turn on the lights.

The reporter's face was pale and his lips were trembling slightly, but he remained stubborn and didn't utter a word.

He suddenly thought of the self-explosion of the man in the suit in the jungle. It seemed to have triggered some condition. Chen Zhuo said thoughtfully:

"What on earth are you planning, President Qu Tong?"

moment.

The reporter trembled violently, like a live fish on a chopping board, flapping his arms and legs.

Then, a heat gradually accumulated in his body.

Chen Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly.

He felt that the reporter's mood turned into extreme fear, a fear of death!

Chapter 25: Conquering the Spirits and Sending the Generals

boom!

The reporter exploded into a cloud of blood on Chen Zhuo's console.

Fortunately, Chen Zhuo had condensed Qi into a protective shield in advance and wrapped it around, so the suite was not blown up.

He threw the bloody remains directly into the devouring sac.

Freeze the current state.