Chapter 391: Qin Heng's Method

"Sure enough, it's here."

What did not disappoint Qin Heng was that he finally found a more familiar smell in a relatively remote room on the ninety-sixth floor.

He didn't hesitate and ran straight into the room.

Knocking on the door, there was a tall, snow-white-skinned woman lying on the sick kang resting, her back to the door, and she didn't seem to see the entry of the anomalous guest.

"Huh."

A slight sound came out from under the tall woman's quilt, a dagger that hid the cold light in the darkness, and the tall woman's two pupils were closed, as if in a state of rest.

Her breathing was very peaceful, and when she went up and down, ordinary people would only think that she was resting.

Qin Heng rushed straight towards the toilet door of this house, and he could feel a familiar breath from the door of this room, which was the breath of Feng Bocheng.

Of course, this toilet door is also fake, apparently to protect someone secretly.

Just when Qin Heng ran to the distance of half a meter from the snow-white sick kang, suddenly a snow-white futon rose to the sky, and directly covered his face.

This scene was something that Qin Heng didn't expect, and then the futon covered the top of his head.

A dagger hidden in the darkness quickly slashed towards Qin Heng's neck, the strength of the tall woman's legs was very good, and it bounced directly from the sick kang, and the speed at which the dagger flashed was also extremely fast.

"Give me death." The woman sneered in her heart.

She is an elite squad leader of the Feng family, with human-level mid-level combat strength, and can quickly irrigate her true yuan on the dagger, this move is enough to completely cut off a person's neck with one blow.

"Huh."

The futon suddenly sank down, as if by magic, Qin Heng's figure disappeared out of thin air, and this dagger attack of the elite beauty squad leader was only cut into the empty snow-white futon.

There was a sound of tearing, the bedding was easily cut, and the snow-white cotton flew up in an instant.

"What about people?"

The elite beauty squad leader thought with some doubts, but at this time, her right hand holding the dagger hurt, as if she was pinched by an iron hammer.

She almost let out a scream.

Feeling the power in her wrist that seemed to crush her own bones, she couldn't give birth to any thoughts of resistance.

"The sneak attack is quite strong, but the speed is too slow." Qin Heng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the girl's face slightly, the other party was just a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old girl, not much older than himself.

Being able to have such a strong combat ability at such a young age seems to be an elite class of troops that began devilish training at a young age.

"I'll just let you go." Qin Heng also understood that he shouldn't offend the Feng family too much, so he slapped his right palm slightly on the left side of the elite beauty's head.

Bang dang!!

The elite beauty squad leader felt as if her brain had been hit by a heavy hammer, and she was unconscious in just an instant, and a trace of blood even overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"If you kill me, you have to pay a price." Qin Heng looked at the trace of blood on the corner of the elite beauty squad's mouth, which made her look even sexier, but Qin Heng didn't mean that, and with a flick of his right hand, he directly threw the elite beauty squad leader aside.

Time is running out.

Qin Heng opened the door of the room, which was almost the same as the toilet door, and the area inside was not large, only about ten square meters, and a sick kang was placed, and it was Feng Bocheng who was lying on it.

Walk in front of you.

Feng Bocheng breathed peacefully, but it seemed that he was in a coma, feeling the senses of the other party's brain with his divine sense, and the other party's mind fell into a strong chaos.

"It's a mess." Qin Heng could simply feel what was in Feng Bocheng's mind, and after touching it, he shouted in his heart that it was not good, according to Feng Bocheng's current state, it would be difficult to wake up.

Qin Heng's right hand was placed flat on Feng Bocheng's heart, and a ball of wind spiritual power erupted directly from the palm of his hand, aiming at Feng Bocheng's heart, it was a palm that directly hit it.

Boom!

The spiritual power hit Feng Bocheng's heart, as if it was an electric shocker hitting it, causing his body to tremble quickly, but soon fell into a motionless state again.

"It's a big problem now." Qin Heng had been looking at Feng Bocheng's physical state, and when he saw that his spiritual power could not have an effect on it, his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

Spiritual power is the essence of heaven and earth, as long as it is an object in this world, it will carry some spiritual power itself, so attaching spiritual power to it, whether it is growth or recovery, will be very fast.

To put it simply, if Qin Heng's wrist was cut out of the wound, then under the cultivation of spiritual power, the recovery speed would definitely be beyond the reach of ordinary medicinal materials.

However, now that even spiritual power can't produce a recovery effect, then it can only explain one point.

"There's something in it that can even hinder the effect of spiritual power." Qin Heng began to think about the doorway here, it stands to reason that as long as Feng Bocheng is immortal, his spiritual power will have some effect.

"That only shows that there is something bad in him...... It must be poisonous. Qin Heng's brows relaxed, and he finally understood.

Feng Bocheng was poisoned.

Qin Heng had a trace of murderous intent in his heart, the competition of this big family was really everything, Feng Bocheng was seriously injured was not the most important, the most important thing was that kind of poison.

"I'll need to increase my sense of consciousness and feel the injuries in his body." Qin Heng thought so in his heart.

Just when Qin Heng wanted to make a move, a dull sound sounded in his ears: "Knock! ”

The door of the room was kicked open in an instant, and more than a dozen men wearing body armor and holding firearms instantly surrounded Qin Heng, their eyes were cold to the extreme, and the muzzle of the gun was directly aimed at Qin Heng.

"Get down on your knees and put your head in your hands." A man in the middle drank coldly.

"These flies are really troublesome enough." Qin Heng looked back at the dozen or so men, his hands raised upward, as if he was about to surrender.

"Good." More than a dozen men were satisfied with Qin Heng's cooperation.

"All dead."

Qin Heng's jet-black eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, the palms of his hands danced slightly, and more than a dozen blades turned into life-harvesting death scythes, and quickly rushed towards the dozen or so men.

The speed of the wind was so fast that they had no time to react at all.

Brush brush brush.

The body armor was indeed strong, but under the control of Qin Hengfeng's blade technique, more than a dozen heads flew up in response. All of them were killed by a blow with their heads cut off.

"Feng Bocheng doesn't like you, I believe that there are people among you who monitor Feng Bocheng, whether it's one or all of them, it's enough for me to be a killer." Qin Heng coldly glanced at the crowd around him.

Knock knock!

A large number of footsteps sounded in the stairwell, Qin Heng knew that it was time to leave, he glanced back at Feng Bocheng, and said with a smile in his heart: "Brother, I won't let you alone in such a 'dangerous' place." ”

"Come out with me." Qin Heng held Feng Bocheng directly in his arms.

Feng Bocheng weighed more than one hundred and twenty pounds, but it was nothing in front of Qin Heng, and his steps were still as fast as a cheetah.

"Da-da-da-da."

The sound of running in the stairwell became more and more intense, and it seemed that those backup personnel were about to arrive, Qin Heng, as a monk of the sixth layer of Qi training, didn't care about the number of people.

It's just that if things get bigger, the old monster will be in trouble.

"Let's get off the elevator." Qin Heng muttered to himself to Feng Bocheng.

The current elevator is in a damaged state, and there is nothing to ride in it, and Feng Bocheng is afraid that he will shake his head in horror if he is awake.

Come to the elevator entrance.

"Go down." Qin Heng directly opened the elevator door with his right hand, glanced at the empty high-altitude hole like a black hole, he smiled, held Feng Bocheng with both hands and jumped down.

The high-altitude elevator is very dangerous for ordinary people, but it is not particularly dangerous for Qin Heng.

At the moment when he landed, Qin Heng burst into his mouth, and a black shadow erupted, quickly becoming larger in the air. It was the Flying Sword Immortal Demon that turned into a two-meter-long giant sword, and Qin Heng tapped his right foot on the body of the sword.

Then the mind was controlled, and the flying sword slashed at the elevator door, and the elevator door was instantly cut out of a large hole.

Qin Heng rushed out directly from the elevator door on the tenth floor.