Wei Songyi glanced at the man in the iron mask and said indifferently, "Can you still stand up?"

"What does it have to do with you, I don't need your help," the man in the iron mask said coldly.

"Help?" Wei Songyi's eyes flashed with a hint of indifference, and the next moment the iron-masked man flew out like a kite with a broken string, "I, Wei Songyi, never help anyone, I only help myself." ”

The mysterious man shook his head and said with a light smile, "It seems that she is still a ruthless lady, and sure enough, the more beautiful this person is, the more hearty she is." ”

"Your mouth is as untouched as the man on the ground," Wei Songyi scoffed.

"What do you want to do now, or should I ask you...... What is the purpose of coming here, to kill him?" the mysterious man glanced at Zhang Fan, whose breath on the ground was getting weaker and weaker.

"I'm here to find you," Wei Songyi raised his head, his eyes cold to the extreme, "I know, you have something I'm interested in." ”

"What's that?"

"Something above the first stage of the demonic cloak," Wei Songyi's red lips raised slightly.

"Looks like you've mastered the first stage thoroughly," the mysterious man said.

"That's why I'm coming to you, because I know from some people that you seem to be able to control the second stage form, right, can you tell me the secret?"

The dark blue demonic cloak lingered around Wei Song Yi Miaoman's delicate body, like a thorny rose blooming.

"Deep Sea Department, this is very rare?" The mysterious man's face flashed with a hint of surprise.

Because she only saw Wei Songyi's beautiful eyes turn dark blue, her demonic coat gradually changed from dark red to dark blue a month ago.

The mysterious man knew a lot, and he naturally recognized Wei Songyi's demonic cloak at a glance as belonging to the deep sea gene.

That's very old and terrible genetic modification.

As mentioned before, the new three generations of genetically modified cells are all tailor-made, but a small number of people do not use them.

Because their bodies can withstand most of the negative effects, this genetically modified cell is also known as the "first generation cell." ”

In today's world, there are only two people who can perfectly fuse the first generation of cells.

One is Zhang Fan, and the other is Wei Songyi in front of him.

Like the man in the iron mask, he can't be ranked at all, and he is only more than half of the fusion.

Although Zhang Fan doesn't know whether it is a primary cell or not, it is obvious that Zhang Fan has any characteristics of a primary cell.

For example, genetic characteristics are more pronounced.

The form of the demonic cloak known as the Seraphim can be traced back to the sky.

Wei Songyi's demonic cloak changed from red to blue, that is, the deep sea type.

Deep-sea species are very rare genes, and they are also several times more difficult to fuse than terrestrial species.

The mysterious man is not surprised, that's strange.

"I'm curious, how did you notice that I'm here, is it because you have some kind of perceptual ability?"

"You can think so," Wei Songyi said, "but it's a hundred times more dangerous than the perception class, so let's talk about the second stage of the Demon Cloak Awakening method." ”

"Why are you so desperate to get the power of the second stage. ”

"This has nothing to do with you. ”

The mysterious man seemed to think of something, and showed an intriguing smile.

"Okay, I can help you, for the sake of you being a rare deep-sea class, but remember, I told you that you will be friends in the future, not enemies, and you can't use them against me when the time comes." ”

As he spoke, the mysterious man took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and threw it at Wei Songyi.

Wei Songyi took it urgently, raised his dark blue eyes as warm as gems and said, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to sing a diagonal play with you, you are a very dangerous person who can't be more dangerous." ”

As he spoke, no one would notice that a layer of chaotic milky white light flashed in Wei Songyi's eyes.

Wei Songyi glanced at Zhang Fan, who was unconscious, his willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and his sad expression disappeared in an instant.

"What do you want to do with him?" Wei Songyi asked.

The mysterious man glanced at Zhang Fan, raised his eyebrows and said, "What, you are reluctant?"

"If you were willing, you wouldn't have used your terrible ability to stop the waste of Night Hanlan just now, let alone form a group of guys crawling behind. ”

Obviously, it was as if the movements of the entire city were under Wei Songyi's watch, and the whole city was a part of her body.

The mysterious man laughed and said, "Zhang Fan is still useful to me, so I can't die now, besides, if I kill him, you ......"

When the words reached his mouth, the mysterious man swallowed back, and some things were boring to say.

"Goodbye, I'll take this guy away, Mr. Jian wants him to be useful," Wei Songyi said as he walked over to the iron-masked man with sunken cheeks and an incomparably old man, his expression as cold as frost.

"You cheap woman, kill Zhang Fan for me, what's the matter, are you reluctant?" the iron-masked man said gloomily.

"What are you, do you really think you're strong?"

A cold light swept by, blood splashed on the wall, and the next moment I saw a soft spike on Wei Songyi's back instantly penetrating the iron-masked man's chest.

The Man in the Iron Mask nearly passed out, but he didn't.

Wei Songyi's excellent ability similar to perception is very perfectly controlled, so perfect that it is frightening.

"Mean woman, you ......"

"If you don't shut up, I don't mind killing you at all, and if Mr. Jian asks about it, I'll say you died in battle. ”

The iron-masked man's cloudy eyes froze, and he looked frightened.

He can't die yet, at least he has to make the father-killers pay the price.

So the Man in the Iron Mask shut up.

The night was in the sky, the black clouds were overwhelming, and the bright moonlight was shrouded in darkness.

At this time, it had entered the harsh winter season, and a few drops of cold rain in the sky hit Zhang Fan's face.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and only then did he find himself lying on the road.

"I ...... Why are you here?" Zhang Fan stood up in surprise.

He found that there was nothing wrong with his body now.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhang Fan looked dazed.

The light of the sky helicopter locked on Zhang Fan's position, and Han Tianming already knew about it at this time.

As for the trace of the Man in the Iron Mask, he has disappeared.

Only the night cold blue, who was now controlled, roared like crazy, and kept repeating it in his mouth.

"Liar, Mr. Jane, you lied to me, it's all a lie!"

This battle completely sobered people up.

At this time, the so-called peaceful ancient country turned out to be nothing more than that.

Hawkeye and Hades eventually dig out of the rubble.

The first thing they said when they opened their eyes was, "Is my boss dead?"

Zhang Fan stood up from the crowd with a ruffian smile, holding a flue in his mouth, "What, do you two bastards want Lao Tzu to die like this?"

One is the Desert Redline Eagle Eye, and the other is the Southern Hades.

Who would have known that these two kings saw the living Zhang Fan standing up at this time, and immediately pounced, and the three of them hugged each other tightly.

"Damn it, I thought you were dead, and I was happy in vain," said Hades.

Hawkeye said, "Boss, this is not dead." ”

Zhang Fan had mixed feelings in his heart, what kind of stuff did he know, Nima.

On the second day, Zhang Fan appeared in front of Ye Hanlan.

"Don't you want to say something?" Zhang Fan said.

"You've asked this question many times, aren't you tired?" Ye Hanlan scoffed.

"I said before that you are a pawn to Mr. Jane, but who has ever saved you?"

"Shut up," Ye Hanlan's smile vanished, and her mood became unstable.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, looking at people's hearts, Zhang Fan has never lost, and knows how to break through the psychological defense line.

"Believe it or not, it won't be long before Mr. Jian will definitely send someone to kill you," Zhang Fan opened the door of the old house and walked in directly.

"I said shut up," the night cold blue flashed fiercely.

Zhang Fan just stood in place, but the next moment, Ye Hanlan suddenly knelt in front of Zhang Fan.

The suppressive force directly made Ye Hanlan lose its combat effectiveness.

Ye Hanlan thought of the mysterious man and couldn't help laughing.

"What does this smile mean," Zhang Fan asked, squatting down.

"I'm laughing at the two of us," Night Hanlan clenched his fists, his blood-red eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

"I laughed at me for letting you say it all, that's right, I was really used by Mr. Jane, I was really unwilling. ”

"It's too late to realize now, I warned you," Zhang Fan stood up and raised his eyebrows, "Then why are you laughing at me?"

"I laugh at you for being too conceited, do you really think that everything is under your control?"

Ye Hanlan smiled gloomily, "Do you know why I was caught?"

"Why?"

"Because I was stopped by a man, do you want to know who he is?"