"What are you talking about......?"

Old man Miyamoto originally wanted to taunt Old Ghost Luo, but his eyes suddenly widened larger than a donkey's egg, staring at the pile of minced meat on the ground in the next room.

The pile of minced meat was regularly mixed with the fragments of the crystal coffin, and it could be distinguished at a glance that it was the corpse of Du Tianheng Boss Du.

On the ground, there was nothing but Boss Du's corpse and the fragments of the crystal coffin. The clean floor was empty, and there was not even a single hair of hair.

"Where is the body of the kid surnamed Di?"

He muttered to himself, as if he had suddenly become stupid.

"What did you say?" Ye Meina's originally relaxed mood suddenly tensed up again. He glanced back at the old ghost Luo who looked dead on the ground, and then at the old man Miyamoto, and the other three taciturn old men, all of whom were full of frightened expressions.

"That kid, he's not dead, he's gone. ”

Before Old Man Miyamoto could say a word, I suddenly woke up from the sea of consciousness, as if I had been enlightened, and suddenly sobered up.

When I opened my eyes, a pair of eyes slowly appeared in the air in the room.

These eyes were clear and transparent, deep and determined, as if they had suddenly appeared here through the void.

In the hesitant eyes of the crowd, I looked at my hand.

And so, a pair of white, flawless, flawless male hands spontaneously appeared in the air. These hands have slender fingers, delicate joints, and the shape is extremely perfect.

I looked at my body in amazement.

So, starting from those hands, extending downward, the rudiments of my entire body were quickly constructed.

My naked and perfect body, under the gaze of everyone next door, was reborn in the air, slowly enveloping the Shuo Sun Source Wheel that floated in the air. Reappeared on the planet.

I was reborn, and I just felt that every hair and every inch of skin in my body was full of strength.

Beneath the surface of the skin, undercurrents surge like tiny currents that are innumerable.

This body is simply perfect to the extreme, even more perfect than the human body shape of the ancient Greek sculptor Rodin, which attracts people's attention.

My body floated slightly, hovering in the middle of the room.

The radiance of divinity emanated from all over me, causing the six people in the next room to be stunned, and they were all stunned for a moment.

Searching through my body, I was shocked to find that all the exercises in the dantian were all integrated and integrated, and all the fancy moves were turned into simple manipulation of energy flow in this rebirth.

And the huge, endless energy in the body, when exerted, is as smooth as the heart makes the arm, like the arm makes the fingers, fluent, and unhindered.

I gently stretched out a finger, my mind moving slightly.

At the tip of the index finger, an electric current like a dragon immediately burst out, and it quickly and smoothly climbed up the one-way glass on the east wall.

With the slow movement of his fingers, the whole piece of glass was easily cut by the electric light in an instant, and it fell to the next room with a thud, shattering it.

There was an immediate exclamation from the next door.

The six people who were originally standing on the spot had a desperate breath in their eyes, and the five old guys were even more frightened and their legs weakened, and in an instant, they all collapsed on the floor.

Yemena trembled, her teeth chattering.

My body slowly emptied through the window hole and hovered in front of Yemena, only to be frightened that her heart was pounding, and her hands were tightly covering her face, as if she was desperately enduring the screams in her throat.

"You, you, who are you?" Ye Meina's eyes flashed with a shocking light, and she stammered out these words.

I didn't answer him, but my mind moved, but a voice was already floating in the air.

"Where's Du Shiyin?"

"You're the devil, you're a monster, you're not human, you're not human. The horror in Yemena's eyes finally broke the embankment, and the deep fear instantly grabbed her heart, making her unable to speak.

Her eyes were white, and Ye Meina's body, like a noodle, softened, followed the root of the wall, and slid to the ground, unconscious.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Aaron led three bodyguards to this side of the house.

My mind moved, and I slowly walked from mid-air to the ground, and a string of phantoms dragged out behind me, and in an instant, I had passed through the door and came to Ah Long.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Aaron reacted quickly, raised his hand from his waist and pulled out his pistol, and with a bang, a bullet whizzed towards my face.

I opened my mouth, and in Aaron's stunned gaze, I gently latched on to the bullet, only to hear a soft pop.

The bullet in his mouth reversed course and passed through the heads of Aaron and the other bodyguard ten times faster than before, and then through several layers of walls before finally disappearing.

The two corpses plopped and fell, and the other two living bodyguards suddenly turned pale with fright, turned around and ran wildly as if they were dead, and fled without a trace in the blink of an eye.

I sneered and walked over to one of the pantries where a brand new change of clothes was stored.

Having chosen a suited outfit for myself, I turned around, and in the blink of an eye, I was back in the room.

The five frightened old men couldn't help but tremble when they saw me come back.

Looking at the old Japanese man named Miyamoto at the head, I said coldly: "You, take them, come to the conference room." ”

Miyamoto got up from the ground tremblingly, his face was ashen, and he didn't dare to say a word.

I stepped out of the room, leading the way, and in a blink of an eye I was in the largest conference room in the basement.

In this large room, an oval mahogany bench is surrounded by neatly arranged mahogany sofas, showing a luxurious and graceful atmosphere.

I sat down on the throne with my head in front of me, and the five old fellows slowly walked towards me.

Miyamoto and Luo Lao Ghost left and right, supporting Ye Meina, who was already unconscious, and the other three old guys supported each other, and finally walked to the conference table.

Miyamoto and Old Ghost Luo gently placed Ye Mina on the sofa closest to me.

Then they sat in their respective positions in turn.

Staring coldly at the blank curtain in the far corner of the conference room, a voice had drifted into the ears of everyone present.

"Where's Du Shiyin?"

"Where?"

"Where?"

......

A light and breezy question echoed in everyone's minds, as if there was a thunderbolt in the air, and the five old men were as if they had been struck by thunder at the same time, and they all shuddered and shrunk their necks.

Ye Meina's eyes suddenly widened, she gasped, and let out a sharp scream.

"Ahh