My Martial Arts Will Become An Evil God!

late at night.

in a fast-moving car.

There was silence in the car.

The female secretaries of Father Fang drove the car quietly, occasionally glancing at Fang Ping in the co-pilot.

Fang Ping held the new mobile phone that the female secretary had bought before, and looked out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

"Did my dad behave abnormally today?"

Suddenly, Fang Ping asked out loud.

"Well, Mr. Fang has always been calm, but today he seems to have become a little grumpy, and he scolded a lot of people during the meeting."

The female secretary replied softly.

"Did you not call the police?" Fang Ping continued to ask.

"We called the police as soon as possible. I went to the police station to register the information, but they said it would take 24 hours for the case to be formally accepted."

"You said before that my dad went to Linxing District to go to that Mr. Liu?"

The female secretary nodded, "Yes, the general manager of the Wynn processing plant, he called Mr. Liu yesterday, but the result didn't seem to be ideal, so I'm thinking of talking to him again today."

Hearing her answer, Fang Ping thought for a while and asked:

"Can you find the address of Mr. Liu's house?"

"This is not clear, and I have to call and ask the people in their processing plant."

Fang Ping hummed softly, "You send me outside that Wynn processing factory and go back first."

"Call me after you find out the address of Mr. Liu's house."

"Okay." The female secretary nodded.

The car drove very fast, and soon entered Linxing District.

As soon as we entered Linxing, the traffic flow on the road instantly became much less.

In the surrounding streets, not a single pedestrian could see it.

From time to time pass by some places, but also see some police martial law.

"Mr. Fang, then I'll go back first."

Seeing the factory in front that was blocked by the security belt, the female secretary stopped the car and looked at Fang Ping who got out of the car and said.

He didn't know what to call Fang Ping, so he just called Mr. Fang.

"Remember to call me."

Fang Ping said softly.

It is not only to obtain the address of Mr. Liu, but also to confirm the safety of the secretary.

"Okay, when I find out Mr. Liu's address, I will contact you immediately."

Fang Ping nodded and walked to the blocked factory in front.

"Um?"

When Fang Ping approached the factory, he was slightly taken aback.

Extending his finger, a drop of black blood seeped from under his skin.

After the secret iron sand palm was raised to the perfect state by him, the sand poison penetrated into the bone marrow, and the blood in his whole body turned black.

At the same time, under the action of the evil god modifier, the sand poison, which was originally violent and of special nature, has undergone a more strange change.

呲呲呲~~

He put his finger behind the security belt, and his drop of blood filled with sand poison made a sound of being evaporated by something.

The toxicity of the sand poison in that drop of blood seemed to have been somewhat weakened by some influence.

After careful observation.

Fang Ping discovered a fine golden line on the ground below the warning belt.

Looking at the long golden line on the ground, Fang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It seems that there is really a problem with this factory, otherwise the police would not use this method to block it."

After looking left and right, I found that there was no one around.

Fang Ping directly found a remote corner and turned into the factory.

......

There was silence in the factory.

Fang Ping quickly walked through various areas of the factory.

But he didn't find anything.

"No, if there is nothing, why do the police use that special method to block this place?"

Fang Ping stopped, frowning in thought.

Then Fang Ping sensed it quietly.

But still feel nothing.

The surroundings were eerily silent, not a single sound.

But the next moment, as if remembering something, Fang Ping silently visualized.

In the mind consciousness, a blue lamp stands.

On the blue lantern is a very deep flame that is burning quietly.

This is the light formed by the burning lamp method.

It can refine all distractions, negative emotions, and purify the mind.

It's just that after the Cthulhu modifier was upgraded, Fang Ping's fire of heart lamp became as deep as an abyss.

It seems to be able to swallow all consciousness into it.

The countless messy and twisted consciousnesses of the human-faced ghost tree were swallowed up by this light.

Visualizing this heart lamp, Fang Ping seemed to have an additional sense.

The next moment, open your eyes.

In the eyes of the fire, there seemed to be something more in the air in front of him.

Some very light grey residues.

After Fang Ping looked around for a while, he followed the breaths in the air and walked towards the place with the strongest gray breath.

Soon, he came to the back of the sewage tank of the factory.

Looking at the sewer that exudes a thick gray smell below the sewage pipe.

Fang Ping raised his hand and punched him.

With a bang, under the bombardment of the pale-white light, a large pit appeared directly on the ground.

puff--

The rich gray breath mixed with the stench of the sewer suddenly rose up.

Fang Ping frowned and covered his mouth and nose.

squeak... squeak...

Soon, a dense scream gradually sounded in the sewers under the big pit.

The next moment, a pair of red eyes rushed out from under the sewer.

Rats with rotting fur and exposed flesh and blood crawled towards Fang Ping with red eyes.

There was a kind of madness in those red eyes.

It was a madness for food, and a thirst for flesh and blood!

"Squeak..."

Countless cries came together, and the quiet surroundings suddenly became extremely noisy.

Looking at the countless, seemingly endless, endless stream of strange mice, Fang Ping's face was calm.

It was shocking, but...

too weak!

Fang Ping just waved his hand, and a few drops of blood splattered out.

It was as if a few drops of black ink had dropped in a bottle of red ink.

Under the action of Fang Ping's energy, the black blood quickly evaporated in the air.

The next moment, I saw the weird mice rushing to the front and closest to Fang Ping began to rot.

Pairs of red eyes continue to dim and rot.

It was like a red light, one after another, going out faster and faster.

After just a few minutes, black and quiet came again.

There was nothing on the ground except a pile of black bone meal.

"Life is always so fragile..."

Looking at the black bone meal on the ground, Fang Ping felt a little emotional.

At the same time, he has a clearer understanding of the toxicity of the sand poison in his own perfect state.

rustling—

At this time, a rapid passing sound came from under the sewers.

"roar~"

Accompanied by a strange bark, a huge mouse, almost the size of a normal dog, rushed up.

All the hair on his body faded away, revealing the bloody, rotten flesh.

Huge pustules swelled up on those flesh and blood, and a foul-smelling pus continued to flow out.

But looking at this even more disgusting giant mouse, Fang Ping's eyes lit up.

"It's finally a clue..."

Looking at the thick gray aura emanating from the rat's body, Fang Ping let out a sigh of relief.

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