Volume 2 The Struggle for Domestic Hegemony Chapter 23 Gas-Sensing Imaging

Chen Cannon slowly pulled out the military thorn from behind and stared at Kimura deadly, protecting Yao Wei behind him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Yao Wei was hit hard in the chest, his breath was disordered for a while, and the qi and blood in his body were unstable, and a rash attack would only aggravate the injury, so let him breathe behind his back.

Kimura seems to be very interested in Chen Cannon, the other party has the same dangerous aura as himself, but with the blessing of the sword, he is even better, he can play a master in his hands, it is simply the best toy for Kimura, licking his somewhat dry lips, with a weird smile on his face.

Suddenly, Kimura stepped on it, and Chen Cannon saw Kimura disappear in his original position like a ghost, and then felt a chill coming from the right side, and hurriedly turned around and blocked the sword with a knife, but Kimura didn't seem to intend to defeat the enemy with one blow, but shook a shot, and then pulled away.

"Bang" Kimura threw out a stone with his hand, shattering the light bulb hanging high on the beam, the room suddenly became extremely dark, everything seemed even more weird, Yao Wei was also startled by the mutation in front of him, holding the double dagger in his hand, suppressing his breath, always on guard against sudden attacks.

Chen Cannon squinted, it seems that the sword has strengthened Kimura's five senses, so the other party is so confident, fighting in the dark did not make Chen Cannon a little uncomfortable, but a little excited, Chen Cannon has been reluctant to abuse force since he retired, and the feeling that there is nowhere to release a good martial art makes him feel as if he is bound hands and feet, now that he has met an opponent of the same level, his muscles are gradually starting to get excited.

The darkness nullified the vision of the three people, and they could only rely on listening to the sound to identify the position, Kimura was obviously not in a hurry to attack, just now Chen Cannon did not move the position, so he could lock the other party's position, and he was quickly transferred in just a moment, and broke the light bulb, causing a lot of interference to the other party's hearing, making it impossible to locate, this time Kimura had the upper hand.

Chen Cannon also knew that his current situation was not good, but he was not in a hurry to move, Kimura was hidden in the dark, there was no attack, he must be waiting for himself to show his feet, it was better to plan and set up a defensive style, which could deal with Kimura's attack at any time.

The factory was also extremely quiet, Yao Wei simply held his breath, for fear that his breathing would be slightly heavier, which would affect Chen Cannon's prediction of Kimura's attack, but now Yao Wei is seriously injured, holding his breath will make his chest more stuffy, just now Kimura almost hit Yao Wei's heart, if Yao Wei hadn't dodged an inch in time, I'm afraid he would have gone down to Huangquan by now.

Finally, Yao Wei couldn't suppress his breath, a mouthful of black blood spit on the ground, and let out a muffled snort, Kimura seized this short moment, and slashed at Chen Cannon, Chen Cannon obviously also felt the change in the wind nearby, but because of Yao Wei's influence, he couldn't accurately judge the direction, and was stabbed in the back by Kimura.

The edge of that knife was extremely sharp, and even though the muscle density of Chen's cannon was several times that of ordinary people, it was still deeply cut, and the skin and flesh suddenly opened, and the blood soaked the clothes. Chen Cannon's breathing was also a little heavy, Yao Wei knew that the situation was not good, I was afraid that he had been hit, and he also felt a little blamed in his heart, if he was not injured just now, then he could still fight side by side with Chen Cannon.

Kimura succeeded in his blow, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to continue the attack, and hid in the darkness again, the metal used to create the sword is extremely special, and the metal of the blade can delay the healing of wounds, even if Chen Cannon's physical fitness is good, when the blood flows more, the combat effectiveness will naturally drop sharply, and then he can only be at his mercy.

Chen Cannon also discovered the strangeness of the wound, and there were often large and small wounds when performing tasks in the past, so he learned to control the muscle squeezing the wound to prevent a large amount of blood loss in a short period of time, and after bandaging, it could also heal quickly, but this time it failed.

The wound seems to be supported by someone, no matter how Chen cannons squeeze the muscles, the blood will always flow out of the gap, although the blood loss is reduced, but it cannot be healed, then it will still be in a state of blood loss, not to mention that now Kimura is eyeing the surroundings, once he reveals any flaws, it will inevitably be doomed.

The loss of blood made Chen Cannon's momentum also weaken a little, if it weren't for his good physical foundation, he would have fainted due to excessive blood loss, Kimura's knife didn't spare his hand, and slashed at Chen Cannon's back, Chen Cannon still dodged slightly, so that he didn't die instantly.

Soon, Chen Cannon's eyelids were a little heavy, and he felt that the ground was slowly rising, and the whole person seemed to be upside down, so frightened that Chen Cannon immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and only then did he sober up a little.

I don't know if it was because of the excessive blood loss, which made him begin to hallucinate, Chen Dacang felt as if his perception was beginning to rise slowly, closed his eyes, and the surrounding scene was actually imprinted in his mind, as if it was a movie projected on the screen.

Gas Imaging! This word flashed in Chen Dacang's mind, at that time, he had seen an old man in the army, who wrapped his eyes, ears and whole body tightly, and closed his vision, hearing, and touch, and then the four people around him threw out daggers, but the old man floated away.

At that time, everyone was stunned, thinking that it was a new technology developed by the army, implanting a chip in the brain, and then pressing a sensor on a certain organ in the body, even if they lost their senses of sight, hearing, touch, and touch, they could still check the surrounding situation, but the chief shook his head and said that there was no technology at all.

When the old man took off the black cloth tied to his eyes, the people around him were startled, the old man's eye sockets were deep-set, obviously there were no eyeballs, he was actually a blind man, how did he do this?

The old man didn't seem to be sensing the surprised gaze around him, and slowly walked in front of Chen Dacang, and said with a smile.

"The young man is very sturdy, and he has a strong sense of qi in his body, and he will definitely be able to do it to my point in time."

After speaking, he put his hands behind his back and left abruptly, and some people in the middle wanted to help but were rejected by the old man one by one, and he walked extremely steadily all the way, as if he had a pair of eyes, and he could see the road ahead.

Later, when Chen Dacang went to ask the chief about the old man's situation, the old chief said something that Chen Dacang would remember forever.

"You don't have to investigate the origin of that old man, it's not for you to know. It's a blessing for you to be favored by him. ”

Since then, Chen Dacang has always kept the old man's words in his heart, and practiced his qi sense hard, but his qi sense is like duckweed, there is no way to follow the rules, and it is extremely difficult to explore it on his own.

After the breakthrough of qi sense, Chen Cannon felt that the spirit of the whole person had risen by a layer, and there seemed to be a flow of air in his body slowly passing through the wound, and the blood from the wound was slowly coagulated and scabbed, which made Chen Cannon also a little surprised, and his face was also swept away, becoming full of fighting spirit.