Stop In The Deep Sea

Night City Club, 9 floors underground.

The dim lights kept swaying, and twelve mechanical cabins were placed in a fan shape in the middle of the hall.

These mechanical cabins are all produced by the world's top technology companies and can improve the neural activity of the mimics. In the entire alliance, only twelve Owls have this treatment.

At this time, Quan Henan was lying on his back in the first cabin from the left. The elastic mithril covered half of his body and was tightly connected to the metal tube extending from the cabin. The screen above the machine displayed heart rate and blood pressure in real time. equal index.

It was easy to see from his expression that he enjoyed the process.

Cheng Ye was boxing crazily in the training area nearby, sweating profusely, and his vest and suit defined his muscles into clear lines.

He didn't turn on the mimicry, and with just his physical strength, he actually made a big hole in the cowhide sandbag hanging in the air, and the grain and sawdust inside flowed all over the floor.

"It's broken again. It's really disappointing."

Cheng Ye took off the straps on his hands, picked up the towel, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Quan Henan closed his eyes and said to the side: "If you hit it this way, what kind of sandbag will not break?"

He stood up slowly, controlled the elastic mithril with his mind, lifted himself out of the mechanical cabin, and landed smoothly on the floor.

"What do you know? When fighting ancient warriors, you need to pay attention to fighting skills." Cheng Ye took out two bottles of cold drinks from the refrigerator.

"Fighting skills?" Quan Henan took the cold drink and said with a smile: "How awesome can your skills be compared to those martial arts moves? You think of them too simply. How can you easily do it in a few months if they have been passed down for thousands of years?" In contrast, I advise you to consolidate the activity of neurons in the mechanical cabin, that is the foundation of the mimic."

Cheng Ye did not refute this point. He was silent for a moment, then turned around and asked, "How is Huang Chenxu?"

He has never done any chores in the alliance, so he doesn't know the inside story of other companions.

"Don't mention it, this matter is very troublesome. He suffered serious internal injuries. There are no members in the alliance who understand traditional Chinese medicine. I'm afraid I can only take care of him slowly. It's all your fault that you took too heavy a blow and took away the elder who is good at healing in the nuclear action zone. The Qing sect was wiped out, otherwise we could have captured two more to treat A Xu." Quan Henan blamed.

"What does it have to do with me? Huang Chenxu is addicted to women. His physical fitness is not as good as that of his subordinates. Sooner or later he will die in a woman's belly. He has no ability and cannot blame others."

Quan Henan said solemnly: "Don't say that, the person he met is Wang Xin."

He continued: "I have a hunch that Wang Xin will become our most powerful enemy in the future."

Hearing this name, Cheng Ye's eyes showed unprecedented enthusiasm.

He smiled evilly like a madman, licked his bright red lips with his tongue, and said word by word: "I have said long ago that Wang Xin's life only belongs to me, and I must kill him with my own hands."

The elastic mithril was ready to come out of his body, as if he couldn't wait to lick the blood.

Quan Henan shook his head helplessly. Even though they had been together for so long, he still couldn't understand why the other party was so belligerent.

"Don't act rashly yet. All the God-pouring powders in the King of Hell's Palace have been destroyed. It's impossible to collect medicinal materials in a short time. This matter has ruined our alliance leader's plan. If you make any mistakes again, I'm afraid... ....”

Cheng Ye looked indifferent and directly interrupted Quan Henan: "What bothers you most about your timidity? My Mimicry Alliance now has nearly 100,000 followers. Even if you look at the whole world, there is no one If the power can match it, how big a storm can those few ancient warriors make? Tell me, what are you afraid of? "

A hint of displeasure rose on Quan Henan's face, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a cry for help in the corridor.

"Help...help..."

At this time, the room door suddenly opened, and a figure rolled in front of him.

The two were surprised and turned to look at the same time. Normally, no one would dare to barge in directly except the alliance leader.

"Old Scar, you are getting more and more courageous. Now you don't even knock on the door." Cheng Ye saw the figure clearly and cursed angrily.

The light was dim, and he didn't notice that Lao Scar's face had turned purple and eggplant color.

"Mr. Cheng...Mr. Quan...there is someone downstairs...who calls himself Zhou Xun. Go and take a look..."

Lao Scar was already a little confused at this time, the poison had taken over his heart, and he could not even speak.

Hearing the name, Quan Henan immediately knew the cause and effect. He raised his hand and looked at the date, with a look of surprise on his face.

A few days ago, he gave Zhou Xun the "Hundred Herbs and Poison Classic" as a gift, asking him to master it within half a month. Unexpectedly, he had already achieved some success in only ten days.

From Lao Scar's current state, it is not difficult to see that Zhou Xun has at least practiced this Poison Sutra to the point of Flame Realm.

"Let's go meet our allies." Quan Henan laughed and walked towards the door.

When Lao Scar heard this, he was suddenly stunned. What's going on? ally?

Since we are allies, why are you poisoning me?

But now he didn't have time to study it carefully. Seeing that the three minutes were coming soon, he quickly endured the pain all over his body and followed Cheng Ye out of the room.

...

At the door of the club, Quan Henan looked at Zhou Xun in front of him, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

Unexpectedly, practicing the Poison Sutra would turn a handsome young man who was originally sunny and handsome into a person who is neither a human nor a ghost.

However, there was no emotion on his face. He just pointed at the unconscious old scar on the ground and motioned for the other party to use the technique to detoxify.

Zhou Xun smiled slightly, circulated the Poison Meridian, and raised his hand to wave out a gray aura.

Miraculously, the spiritual energy penetrated along Lao Scar's nose. In the blink of an eye, Lao Scar woke up, all the pain in his body disappeared, and he returned to normal.

"What a trick!"

Quan Henan couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "I can't help but want to give up Danyin and switch to the Poison Sutra."

When Zhou Xun heard this, he rolled his eyes and couldn't help but want to scold his mother: My cultivation has indeed improved by leaps and bounds, but you didn't mention anything about how my appearance has changed!

However, he still nodded humbly and said sincerely: "I owe everything I have today to Sir Quan's help."

Although he has now reached the flame realm by practicing the Poison Sutra, he still needs the powerful organization of the Mimicry Alliance as a backer. Zhou Xun deeply understands this truth, so he must naturally have enough superficial skills.

As the saying goes, life is like a play.

"very good!"

Quan Henan turned sideways and asked Cheng Ye with some profound meaning: "Did Shen Yao quit the Mimicry Alliance?"

Cheng Ye nodded: "That's right. Although that woman has awakened the Sequence Mimicry [Judge], she has never done anything to help the organization. It's okay to quit."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized Quan Henan's thoughts and asked tentatively: "Do you mean to let Zhou Xun take her place and join the twelve owls?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I meant."

The Mimicry Alliance has never been stingy with olive branches. As long as they can contribute to the organization, they will never care whether the other party is a mimic or an ancient warrior.