The Ninth Secret Bureau

Chen Xian has not felt the feeling of being enveloped by the breath of death for many years. After being punched by the yellow turban strong man, Chen Xian's chest was smashed and dented until his waist.... .. Like a plastic product squeezed by people, his body instantly lost the normal contours of a human being. Compared to a human being, he looks more like a deformed and distorted monster at this moment, as if he was a human being. Trying to maintain a clear consciousness, continue to bite the old monster.

At this moment, Chen Xian's thoughts are very simple, even if I want to die, I have to drag you to bury it!

What's more... Chen Xian might not die yet. He thought about this very clearly, so he dared to seize this one-on-one opportunity and do his best to deal with it.

If we rank the anomalous life, then Chen Xian hates the anomalous life most than the existence of those humanoids, and the more the target is like a living person, the more he hates it, because he knows how many catties he has, and he is encountering a tricky anomaly. In his life, if all combat methods are useless, his final choice must be to eat the opponent.

Although Chen Xian is not a picky eater, he still has some requirements for the shape of food. After all, he is still a normal person, not the kind of abnormality suffering from cannibalism. Therefore, Chen Xian is very concerned about the abnormal life of human beings. Thing... he still resists inwardly.

However, it is bound to be strong, and in many cases he has to continue to do it even if he resists, because he does not have so many options.

"The heartbeat rate has slowed down..." Chen Xian was also silently observing the changes on the old man's body in the black water. When his neck was almost broken, the old man repaired himself. His abilities are still running, but the speed of self-healing has obviously slowed down a lot, and the strength of struggle has been reduced by at least 50%.

It seems that this is still useful.

Chen Xian breathed a sigh of relief and continued to do what he should do.

Under the black water, Chen Xian can get some comfort, because here is different from the shore. Although it is all dark, the visibility here is lower than that on the shore. Even if Chen Xian has the ability to see things in the dark, he cannot see close at hand. The old man, he controlled his "attack" direction entirely by touch.

The pool was deeper than Chen Xian had imagined. It was about three or four meters away. As it was gradually sinking, Chen Xian gradually found that his analysis seemed correct. The black liquid in this pool was probably mentally ill. The kind of nutrient solution that has appeared in the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the water, he felt the familiar sense of belonging, even if the water here was bitingly cold, he would feel an inexplicable warmth, as if he had returned to his own home, wishing his whole body could be absorbed into this piece of black water. Here, this strange feeling was constantly tearing Chen Xian's nerves, causing him to stop all attacks involuntarily, and his consciousness gradually became blurred...

ashore.

Lu Yisheng was already dumbfounded, standing sluggishly on the spot, holding the semi-crippled wooden figure in his arms, completely unaware of what he was doing here.

Did I read it wrong just now? ?

The boss made the monster fly with a punch? ! !

"Fuck!" Lu Yisheng only woke up from the sluggish state at this time, couldn't help but exclaimed, his pale face turned red because of his emotions, "Where did this monster come from? !!!"

Mu He also stood beside Lu Yisheng blankly. After witnessing Chen Xian being punched into the pool by the monster, a look that had never appeared before was faintly flashed in her eyes.

That is anger.

Before Lu Yi was born to stop, Mu He ran out at an incomprehensible speed. It took almost two seconds to reach the yellow-turbaned man who was tens of meters away, like a child fighting, his actions were funny. Raised his hand and punched it on the knee of the yellow turban warrior.

Bang!

Just hearing a loud noise, such as a rammed earth hammer hitting the ground at a construction site, a deep pit was dented in the knee of the yellow-turbaned man, and the rotten flesh was rolled and dented, and the pus flowing out became heavier. Pungent.

"Sister-in-law! Don't be impulsive!" Lu Yisheng almost screamed out, covering his face. He didn't dare to think about it, and ran towards Muhe, for fear that she would be hammered to death by the yellow turban warrior.

Facts have proved that his worry is not unreasonable. Although the yellow turban warrior is temporarily out of the control of the old man, it has become more dangerous, with a certain ability to think for himself, as if it has really become a creature that can exist independently. It is not a puppet. After being attacked, its first reaction is to fight back!

Bang! !

The loud noise was stronger than Mu He's shot, and the ground trembled with a punch.

At this moment, the yellow turban man is like a gorilla who is provoked to anger, like a heavy hammer hitting a drum, constantly waving his arms and hitting the ground indiscriminately, and his fists also seem to become drumsticks, constantly chasing the wood. He's figure and the loud bang also shook the world, and even Lu Yisheng who rushed over was a little unsteady. He just felt that it was no different from the earthquake now.

Perhaps because of the complete loss of control, the yellow turban warrior became more and more like a beast out of its restraints. While slamming the ground, it continued to make deafening roars. The strange sound resembled a roar of a human and a tiger. , The smelly and pungent gas also began to spit out from its mouth one after another, and quickly diffused in the crypt.

The gas seemed to be harmful to people. Lu Yisheng felt dizzy as soon as he heard it. He reacted so much to the strong irritating special gas that he had to put on the breathing mask that had just been taken off.

Compared with Lu Yisheng, Mu He's reaction was better, but it was only better. Although she did not cough as violently as Lu Yisheng, but when she heard the irritating gas in the air, The speed of her movement was indeed a little slower, and she couldn't help raising a hand to cover her nose.

"Boom!!"

The yellow turban warrior fell with a punch again, and a huge deep hole appeared on the ground in an instant. Muhe seemed to be affected by the air wave caused by the yellow turban warrior hitting the ground. His body shook slightly, and his pace slowed down. step.

At this step, the yellow-turbaned warrior instinctively seized the opportunity, raised his thick arm and slammed it with a punch, and slammed it unbiasedly behind Mu He's foot. The huge impact caused Mu He to fly uncontrollably. After going out, he fell into a pile of rocks in the corner of the crypt in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Lu Yisheng grabbed the wooden man in his arms and was about to throw it on to the rescue, but he never thought that the wooden man was afraid of death. He seemed to be able to feel how terrible the yellow-turbaned warrior was, before Lu Yisheng threw himself out. It directly hugged Lu Yisheng's arm with its backhand, and its small head also buzzed frantically and turned to express rejection.

"You timid grandson! If I don't die, you won't die! Give it to me quickly!" Lu Yisheng couldn't help cursing.

The Mu Man still shook his head frantically, and didn't listen to Lu Yisheng's advice at all.

"Then I'm going on it myself!" Lu Yisheng gritted his teeth. Although he was full of fear of the yellow-turbaned man, he finally lifted his foot and ran to Muhe as far as possible, bypassing the yellow-turbaned man.

Although Lu Yisheng often gives people a sense of unreliability, he can only know that he is not a person who likes to owe favor to people, not to mention that Mu He only rescued him before, which is beyond human favor. The category is completely kind, like this kind of great kindness, even if it is dead!

Watching Mu He be killed by the Yellow Turban Warrior?

For Lu Yisheng, a machismo man who is kind and retributable, he absolutely can't do this, even if he will lose his life because of it...he can't do it!

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, the yellow-turbaned warrior walking towards Mu He paused for a while, and looked back instinctively.

The first thing it saw was Lu Yisheng, who was approaching itself.

What it saw at the second glance... was the huge vortex that appeared out of thin air in the pool.

The center of the pool sank without warning, a huge spiral water vortex was formed there silently, and the black liquid in the pool also began to tumbling frantically, as if they were all attracted by the water vortex. In the past, with a rush of water, even a miniature waterspout was gathered on the surface of the pool.

This kind of vision was not only seen by the yellow-turbaned man, but also inevitably fell into the eyes of Lu Yisheng.

"Could it be..."

Lu Yisheng stared at the center of the waterspout, his bloodshot eyes widened and his voice trembled uncontrollably, as if he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

"The boss is not dead???"