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It's just right, and it's like a tank. Grab your head and slap it against the wall, and the watermelon explodes. Grabbed his arm and threw it to the side casually, and a column of blood spurted out. The eyes roared fiercely, and just by relying on the waves of air gushing out of the chest, the lens of the thug in front of him was broken, the cochlea was damaged, or more precisely, the seven orifices were bleeding.

"Murderer ......" Huang Jinghao described this fierce god.

The time seems to be very long, in fact, less than two minutes have passed from the outbreak of contradictions to Zhou Wentian's rush out of the casino. It was these two minutes that turned the originally lively black boxing ring into a bloody slaughterhouse.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, Zhou Wentian's figure was stunned, he was hit by a bullet, he jumped up as if nothing happened, smashed a glass with his head and rushed out.

Huang Jinghao had already memorized the nearby terrain, and as soon as he saw that the secret passage in this direction was not good, he immediately ran out of the gate.

"Follow me!"

He copied a path and found Zhou Wentian and shouted in a low voice.

The man had just fallen from a three-meter-high wall, covered in blood.

"Who are you?" Zhou Wentian said cautiously, raising his fist again.

Huang Jinghao hurriedly said: "Don't don't...... I, I'm definitely not your enemy. I've heard a few things about the Southern Heavenly Holy Gate, and I especially worship you!"

"Hmph, the government's lackeys?" Zhou Wentian sneered.

"You say yes, but if you don't come with me now, the police will come in a moment. The nearby public security station is less than a kilometer away!"

Tick Woo Woo –

As if to confirm Huang Jinghao's words, a piercing siren sounded outside the wall.

"Good...... I'll go with you. If you fool me, I'll kill you right away. "Zhou Wentian's speaking style is the same as his boxing, full of blood and violence.

Huang Jinghao was a little nervous, he was not afraid but had to make a frightened expression.

"Trust me, there's no one else who can help you at this time. ”

He took Zhou Wentian to an underground warehouse that had been rented in advance, where some simple daily necessities were prepared, such as wire beds, drinking water, and some compressed biscuits.

After carefully checking out the marks, he locked the door and let out a sigh.

"My name is Huang Hao. ”

Zhou Wentian did not answer immediately. He lowered his head, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth suddenly, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and the bare terrifying muscles of his upper body showed an even more terrifying expansion, and on his left shoulder was a bloody and tumbling gunshot wound, and the muscles moved dexterously, as if they had life, and squeezed out the bullet stuck deep in the muscles little by little.

With a clang, it fell to the ground.

Huang Jinghao's chin couldn't be closed, this expression was not pretending, but really frightened. Where are these still human beings......!

Zhou Wentian ripped off a leg of his trousers, wrapped it around the wound seriously, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter what your name is, what matters is what you want from me? Just ask, I've seen a lot of people like you." I guess it's a reward for helping me. ”

Huang Jinghao's mind moved.

He was extremely bold and asked his thoughts directly: "What kind of organization is the Southern Heavenly Holy Gate?"

"You said you worship us, don't you know?" Zhou Wentian grinned, but the pain that kept flashing distorted his expression, and he looked even more hideous.

He sat on the tightrope bed, drank a bottle of mineral water, and sighed before looking at Huang Jinghao.

"We are martial artists, and the disciples of the Southern Heavenly Holy Gate are all the purest martial artists. ”

"Martial arts are also for physical fitness, or to defend the family and the country, you must have a reason, right? Sooner or later it will attract the attention of the state, and then ......"

Zhou Wentian laughed and said, "And then you were caught all of them, right? ”

"Oh?"

Huang Jinghao didn't understand.

The application of the law is applicable in any country, regardless of the difference between Korea and China. Huang Jinghao likes the law very much, because he knows that the essence of the law is actually a tool, in order to facilitate people like them to use social resources more "effectively".

Zhou Wentian no longer sells Guanzi.

On his face covered with hideous scars, a hint of an indifferent smile appeared: "Martial arts are for a higher level of evolution. Humanity has been abandoned for too long. There will always be a group of people, a voice, who will tell the world with practical actions that ordinary and ordinary are also a sin. ”

"In addition to breeding violence, martial arts training doesn't seem to have a positive impact on science, society, and the country, right?" Huang Jinghao was not worried that these words would anger this fierce god, he faintly felt that Zhou Wentian was much more rational than he imagined.

"It's not a contradiction. Ant societies also know the benefits of division of labor. Doctors, lawyers, and engineers continue to do their work, and the progress of the world is indispensable to them, even if they practice martial arts, the scientific method will bring greater efficiency. And we are responsible for sorting out this law of ignorance and chaos, and finally presenting it to the world.

Huang Jinghao smiled and said, "Listening to what you said, the Southern Heavenly Holy Gate is like a group of preachers who sacrificed themselves?"

"Preacher? Warriors are more selfish than anyone else, they only have themselves and heaven and earth in their eyes, and others are hell, how can they preach? Oh, maybe there are such fools. Those who enter my Nantian Holy Gate only need to abide by the rules of the door, and they will not interfere too much with any specific sect. It's just that every once in a while, some necessary tasks are issued. ”

"What task?"

"Some of the tasks of cleaning up the trash, like I did today, were simple and straightforward. The butcher's knife that is inconvenient for the country and the nation to lift will be handed over to us!" Zhou Wentian smiled violently and said, "How much do you know about the fun of killing?"

Huang Jinghao shook his head: "Crazy ......"

"I could be crazy in your eyes. But I know what I've done, and what I'm going to do in the future. The Southern Heavenly Holy Gate is exploring the path of human evolution, how can a guy like you understand this kind of thing?"

Human evolution?

Huang Jinghao finally understood the motive of the House of Representatives for sending him to Huaguo. Whether it is the Busan incident or the Namcheon Holy Gate, there is one thing in common between the two, and that is evolution.

He looked at Zhou Wentian's body.

It's not the elegant inverted triangle proportions of Mr. Bodybuilder, it's more like a beast with a human body, a very muscular human-bear. Every high bulging muscle had a terrifying power like explosives, and when Huang Jinghao noticed the wound on Zhou Wentian's left shoulder, his eyes suddenly trembled......

He saw scabs and clotted dark red blood.

"Amazing, right?"

Zhou Wentian laughed.

"Why are you ......" Huang Jinghao was speechless for a while.

"Is there anything more amazing you'd like to see? I think you're funny, and it wouldn't be too bad for you to know some secrets. Zhou Wentian said.

"What?"

"I'll show you a bunch of real lunatics—"

"They call themselves the Council of the Stars, what an indecent name. If you meet them, you won't think I'm crazy. ”

Huang Jinghao nodded ignorantly.

(To be continued.) )