Super Field Energy Controller

Li Bingyan and Li Shuran both stayed in the back, their faces tense and solemn.

As for the middle-aged man of the Gong family, he stood alone. At this moment, he no longer had the graceful demeanor when he walked down the Ji Die. Although his face was calm, there was a hint of anxiety between his eyebrows.

When Yang Fan and the other two walked into the room, they saw such a depressing scene.

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The wealthy old man saw Yang Fan and the other four, and immediately made a gesture to silence.

The second and fourth young ladies also saw Yang Fan and his group, but at this time their attention was on the young man on the bed, so they nodded suspiciously and turned their heads away.

At this time, the sweaty old man had just finished inserting the last silver needle into the young man, slowly retracted his fingers, stood up, and his body swayed slightly, almost unable to stand steady.

"Mr. Jin, how is it?" The young man with sword-shaped eyebrows asked immediately, his voice was deep and magnetic.

Just as Mr. Jin was about to say something, the young man on the bed, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, suddenly twitched, and then his chest suddenly bulged upwards, and the silver needles inserted in his body suddenly shot out in all directions, with a bang, as dull as a string breaking.

The young man with sword eyebrows waved his hand, and the invisible energy enveloped him. All the shot silver needles were instantly imprisoned invisibly, paused in the air, and then with his five fingers pinched, all the silver needles fell into the needle box beside the bed.

The young man on the bed suddenly spit out blood mist at this time, scattering all over his body and the surrounding beds.

At the same time, under his skin, it seemed that there were dozens of little mice running around, constantly arching and wandering. Wherever they passed, there was a creaking sound like a twisted steel pipe coming from his body, and then all these bulges exploded, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The young man was covered in blood, and there were pits with missing flesh and blood all over his body. Some of them could even see white bones, but the wounds strangely did not continue to bleed, as if an invisible force prevented the blood from flowing out.

"Third brother!"

"Third brother!"

Li Bingyan and Li Shuran both turned pale and exclaimed as they moved forward.

"I am ashamed, and there is nothing I can do." Seeing this, the old man Jin said bitterly.

The middle-aged man of the Gong family also turned pale when he saw this.

He knew that even if he was a member of the Gong family, if something really happened to the third young master, with the temper of this Lord Xingyuan, it was hard to guarantee that he would not do something radical.

At this time, the wealthy old man took two steps forward and said to the young man with sword eyebrows: "Master, why not let Master Lin have a try?"

The young man with sword eyebrows was Lord Xingyuan. At this time, he suddenly turned around, his eyes burning like candles, as if his eyes that could penetrate the soul fell directly on Lin Shuhao's face. He walked towards Lin Shuhao step by step and said: "Master Lin, is there really a life-saving Nine Mysterious Needle in this world?"

At this moment, Lin Shuhao only felt that the Lord Xingyuan in front of him was getting taller and taller. In a trance, an insurmountable mountain stood in front of him, and he was as small as an ant!

This was a comprehensive crushing from the spiritual will level, making his thinking process like a rusty gear. All the excuses he had organized before seemed to be wiped out and he couldn't say anything. He opened his mouth and was about to reveal all the truth.

Yang Fan shook his head secretly. Lin Shuhao was a typical person with high aspirations but a fragile life. With such a mind and will, even if he was given a ladder to climb up, his future achievements would be very limited.

In human society, various social relationships are intertwined into a network. Anyone is like a worm in the network, unable to break free from this invisible network. This kind of power is also called social field.