Top Level Understanding, Secretly Cultivating Immortality But Was Exposed By The Richest Man

It sounded as if Fang Qian's move was nothing at all. The doctors and nurses in the hospital also went crazy, aroused their ferocity, and rushed towards Fang Qian with roars.

They thought that this small room was enough for them to kill in front of them in an instant, and they could tear their enemies to pieces at the cost of being seriously injured!

Unfortunately, the real world is cruel and not as beautiful as they imagined.

One after another, doctors and nurses with human faces and animal hearts fell on the way forward.

After realizing their intentions, the finger-thick sword auras were like bullets coming out of the barrel, heading straight for their vital points.

One after another, the corpses of orc doctors and nurses with holes in their foreheads fell to the ground. They died neatly, without even a trace of aftermath or ripples.

It's not that they don't know how to dodge.

They have beast intuition and are very sensitive. They have indeed made dodge movements, but their speed is not as fast as the sword energy.

The speed of sword energy is comparable to bullets!

The old dean smiled sadly when he saw that the bunch of experts he had brought with him were all turned into corpses in the blink of an eye, leaving him alone.

His limbs were cut off, and he fell on the pile of corpses like an ugly insect. It was so difficult to even squirm.

Blood kept gushing out from the sections of his limbs, and the old dean felt that all his strength was failing in waves, and strength was flowing out of these wounds.

In his weak state, it actually reminded him of many things he had forgotten under the influence of the copy.

"Haha, power that is too easy to obtain is indeed something that can easily make people lose their minds..." The old guy started to perform, looking like a man who is about to die but also speaks well. His face became slack and wrinkled. Quickly accumulated, the eyeballs quickly became cloudy: "I still remember when I first saw you, you were so young, no, you could even be said to be young, but you were so smart..."

"If God is willing to give me another chance and let me go back to the afternoon when I made the decision, maybe I will not choose to embark on such a path. To be honest, over the years, I have often regretted it. I once read through some books and materials you left behind when you were 10 years old. Compared with my progress and achievements over the years, the conclusion is really helpless and powerless. If I had not chosen to catch all the benefits, if I had not I am selfish, but if I cooperated with you and conducted research, maybe everything would have been different..."

"Ah!!!!" the old guy suddenly screamed.

The reason was that Fang Qian came to him and picked up a blood-stained iron rod from the ground. The rough front end of the iron rod was pressed against the old guy's crotch, and then there was a grinding~

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, to be honest, even with this voice, I still like the way you scream and beg for mercy!" Fang Qian raised his head, looking like he was enjoying it very much, and kept exerting force on his hands.

Will the old guy still act for me?

How can a person who is about to die speak well?

What nonsense did you say about regret?

I bother!

Does your tnd deserve it?

If you really regret it, then why do you still treat me like that?

If you really regret it, stop drawing my blood and bone marrow, and then wake me up, isn't that a lot of sincerity?

If you really had any conscience, could you still be so vicious when you rushed in with your men?

Also, this old guy is already 60 years old, but he looks like he is only in his 40s on weekdays.

Why?

You don’t rely on my blood to survive! !

Are you pretending to be crazy? !

Facing Fang Qian's continuous exertion, the old man felt very sore for a while.

It's a pity that Fang Qian, a young man, was still too impulsive. If he used too much force, the iron rod would crush the thing into a pulp.

The old man hissed for a while, indicating that the peak pain had passed, and now there was no pain anywhere in his body, but not much pain at all.

He started chirping again: "You know? My child, I am actually not as despicable as you think. I am indeed using your blood to extend my life and maintain a certain amount of youth, but I am not alone. Instead of enjoying it, we selflessly shared this achievement!”

"I know, of course I know!" Fang Qian sneered, his eyes spitting out the poisonous light of hatred, staring viciously at the iron rod in his hand as he beat the old man's body: "Occasionally when my consciousness is chaotic, I can hear you leading me. A large group of dignitaries, celebrities and rich people came to visit me, treating me like a rare animal in the zoo or a popular luxury product, and vigorously promoted my body's health care and anti-aging effects..."

"Haha, you have sat on the throne of the dean for so many years and made so much money. Have you lived a very comfortable life over these years?"

"Let me guess, over the years, you have used my body as a condition to unite a large network of people? What kind of shocking evil industry chain have you weaved?"

The old dean was beaten with stick after stick, and his orifices were bleeding, and his ribs and many organs protected by them were smashed. However, Fang Qian did not allow him to die, and used magic to hang his life and keep him alive. It made the old guy's brain cells active and stimulated his nerves, allowing him to feel the pain of his body even more!

"Anyway, even if I do have some selfish motives in the research process, my original intention of conducting research is indeed to increase the upper limit of life for all mankind!" The old guy also broke the jar and shouted desperately that he could only Touched by his own nonsense: "So what if you really become an immortal through cultivation?"

"In today's human society, are there still few stories related to fairy tales?"

"What if those protagonists become immortals and saints? Have they made any contribution to the human race?"

"If we continue to study along my path, maybe everyone will be able to have the power and lifespan of an immortal in the future!"

Fang Qian felt that he was wrong.

He kept the old man's tongue in order to listen to the other man's screams and begging for mercy.

Not just to hear such bullshit that made his lungs explode!

So the torture method of being cut into pieces was reintroduced. Based on the biological knowledge in his mind, Fang Qian tried his best to stimulate the old man's nerves, especially the dental nerves closest to the brain cells!

As expected, the old man could no longer hold on any longer and could no longer package his selfish desires as uprightly as before.

The sweet screams and vague pleas for mercy rushed into Fang Qian's mind again, filling his heart with happiness, and the previous anger also diminished one by one.

In fact, he felt a little empty in his heart.

The situation evolved into a scene where the two sides were fighting. It was supposed to be a bloody fight evenly matched. In the end, he won with heavy losses and vented all his dissatisfaction and anger. This is a normal plot.

If an ordinary person were to enter the Qingshan Hospital dungeon, this would be the way to go.

But Fang Qian is not.

He is a cultivator with top level understanding!

As long as he is released, basically no one can contain him anymore!

If he had to fight back and forth with this kind of trash, or even be seriously injured, then Fang Qian would look down on himself.