The two young men stood facing each other, their eyes narrowed, staring straight at each other.

Jun Xiaoxie's pupils had a few bloodshots, and he was obviously already boiling with blood. After twenty years in that prison, which was tantamount to a prison, once released, the madness in his bones completely exploded.

Racing with people on the most treacherous sections, sleeping with six women at the same time in one night, and gambling with all your net worth...... Except for white. He almost did all the most exciting things he could think of.

Gamble on your life.

These two words captured him almost instantly.

What could be more exciting?

Wang Zhong still had that calm and calm smile on his face, with a faint touch of mystery.

Saying these two words is indeed an impulse on a whim.

It can almost be seen that although Jun Xiaoxie's cultivation is not as good as his self before he was hit by the Heavenly Punishment Gu, he is definitely not weaker, and he is much stronger than He Zhenhua.

With his current strength, it is still a little difficult to defeat him.

But......

Wang Zhong wanted to give it a try.

Let's just test your latest research results.

The previous battle with He Zhenhua gave Wang Zhong a lot of inspiration, a strongman from the special forces can be poured under a bottle of anti-wolf spray, it can be seen that fighting is not just about fists hard enough.

"Do you really want to fight?" Yi Ya asked with a frown.

It's normal for young people to be angry, and it's not unacceptable to fight, but gambling on your life makes you angry.

Seeing in the surveillance video before, Wang Zhong didn't make a big fuss, Yi Ya thought that after the murder, this little junior brother had a certain degree of restraint, but now it seems that not only did he not collect it, but it became worse.

"Hit." Wang Zhong smiled, looking like he was in his chest.

"If you want to fight, then fight, it's just a rotten life." Jun Xiaoxiao cut the railway.

He has always been a ruthless person, otherwise he would not have been able to cut such a knife in the mirror in front of the mirror at the age of thirteen.

Yi Ya's lips moved, and he wanted to say something, only to hear Wang Zhong say again, "Don't worry, I don't want your life, I just want you to do one thing for me." ”

Such a tone is already a victor's posture.

"Let's see if you have the ability to do this!"

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An hour later.

An empty practice room, about 100 square meters, except for two people, there are no other audiences.

Jun Xiaoxie looked refreshed, the original one-hour preparation and rest time was all used by him in bed, playing heartily, his two favorite "pets", it is estimated that none of them can get out of bed for two or three days.

The affairs of men and women are a great harm to other martial artists, especially before the war, it must be bathed in a pure heart, after all, only by cultivating essence can it be sharpened, but for him, it is the best adjustment and relaxation.

Hehuan Gong is originally a practice practiced by the royal maid.

And Wang Zhong, whose clothes are a little wet, and there are rows of obvious tooth marks on his neck, which were bitten by Tang Caiwei.

took off his coat and threw it aside, seeing the other party staring straight at his neck, Wang Zhong had a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, it's the hero who did the same, haha, the last shot in life, what do you think?" Jun Xiaoye laughed arrogantly.

In fact, by this time he had already raised his spirits. Although he believes in his own ability, strategically, he still has to do everything he can to hit the other side.

"You're not a hero, and neither am I." Wang Zhong's tone was very flat, as if he was chatting with a friend, his hands were very leisurely in his pockets, and he didn't look nervous.

Jun Xiaoye pursed his lips, the scar on his eyebrows trembled, as if he remembered something, and waved his hand, "Wait and fight, I was in a hurry to get out of bed just now, and I didn't smoke cigarettes afterwards." ”

Regardless of whether Wang Zhongtong disagreed with this unbelievable request to postpone the war, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, threw one to Wang Zhong, and did not forget to continue to fight, "Heh, smoke a cigarette, maybe this is the last one in your life." ”

Wang Zhong took the cigarette and lit it, feeling even more satisfied with his own decision.

At this time, Wang Zhong almost figured out the surname of Jun Xiaoxi.

Three points of madness, three points of wonder, three points of naughty boys, and the rest of the points are normal people.

Wang Zhong couldn't help but think of the nickname that someone gave him when he was still in Zhongyuan No. 1 Middle School, Demon Knife. Now it seems that he is more compliant.

The two had a tacit understanding at the same time, smoking a cigarette, without saying a word, like two cheetahs competing for the king of the race, wandering around the room, concentrating and observing each other.

Call!

A few minutes later, two winds blew in the room.

The two figures stood together, fists and feet, barely distinguishable from each other, and the violent wind escaped onto the rubber floor and walls, making a dull sound.

Fists, knees, elbows...... The parts that can be used all over the body are basically used, and both of them are experienced in combat, both offensive and defensive, at least in the early stage of the battle, it is an equal situation.

Jun Xiaoxie became more and more excited, and when he entered the state of battle, his whole body muscles bulged high, his face was hideous, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a violent humanoid beast.

Wang Zhong felt a little struggling.

Although the ** strength is not weaker than him, but the internal qi is blocked by the Heavenly Punishment Gu, after all, it is a lot worse, but Wang Zhong did not have the idea of breaking out with all his might, he just fought step by step, and occasionally showed a trace of unknown cunning in his eyes.

In the coat that Wang Zhong threw into the corner, there was a colorless and odorless gas quietly emitting from the bulging pocket.

If there are high-tech instruments in the room, you can see that these gases slowly fill the whole room, condensing into milky white filaments thinner than cow's hair, which are invisible to the naked eye.

The filaments fluttered and sprinkled, falling on Wang Zhong, and also on Jun Xiaoxie.

Nearly ten minutes later, Jun Xiaoxie, who had just completed a series of stormy attacks, was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when he suddenly felt that his skin was very itchy.

Extreme itching.

I can't help but want to scratch it.

Especially when sweating, it seems that something quietly burrows into the body along the pores that have been dilated by strenuous exercise.

Jun Xiaoxie quietly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

However, after quietly glancing at Wang Zhong, seeing Wang Zhong's pale and panting appearance, he barely suppressed the doubts in his heart and smiled happily, "Cool!" ”

"It's been a long time since I've played so well!"

"Keep coming!"

As a result, there was another dull sound in the practice room.

The battle situation is more intense, and the movements of the two are more cautious.

In a battle between the strong and the weak, there may be a one-hit kill, such as the throat, heart, eyebrows, and temples, and it is very likely that they will be killed on the spot if they are hit hard.

And the battle between two warriors who are close to each other, don't even think about killing with one blow.

A flaw occasionally exposed by the other party may be a tempting bait. can only rely on physical strength and experience to grind little by little to see who can't withstand it first.

In old-school martial arts novels, there are often words like "three hundred rounds of war", which is exactly the truth.

Jun Xiaoye relied on his inner qi, although he had a little upper hand, he didn't dare to be careless, that is, sweat dripped down his forehead and flowed into his eyes, which was extremely sour, and he didn't dare to be distracted to wipe it.

At this time, he felt that the itching on his body was getting more and more intense.

With the boiling qi and blood, every skin in the body is rebelling, I really want to ...... Reach out and scratch it twice.

It's just that at this time, how dare you.

Wang Zhong tried his best to resist his attack, and the situation gradually became a little embarrassing, but seeing the impatience between the other party's eyebrows, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Grass!"

About a few minutes later, Jun Xiaoye roared, and after forcing Wang Zhong back a few steps with two punches, he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but instead pulled away, like a monkey, scratching around on his body.

Itchy......

Itching deep into the bone marrow.

This taste is like crawling with ants all over your body, but you can't do anything about it, the more you scratch it, the more itchy, it can be called the most painful torture in the world.

Jun Xiaoye finally couldn't bear it anymore, jumping up and down, almost rolling on the ground.

Looking at this scene, the corners of Wang Zhong's mouth curled up, and a wise saying came to mind.

"Knowledge is power."

As a gifted student in science, Wang Zhong has brought his strengths to the extreme. Since the beginning of high school, he has not been limited to studying the physical laws in the book, chemical equations or anything, but has gone to a broader field, and in his free time, he likes to soak in the chemical laboratory and ponder some interesting things.

For example, to see if there are Sudan dyes in the lunch box bought from a stall, or to borrow the nail polish of the girls in the class to analyze the ingredients, and for example, to find a way to prepare explosives, and try to do everything possible to match a little.

However, before the explosives were dispensed, they were discovered by the chemistry teacher, severely criticized, confiscated the key to the laboratory, and Wang Zhong was no longer allowed to enter at will.

The positive surname of creation research was ruthlessly stifled, and since then, Wang Zhong has rarely touched this aspect of things.

But after his internal qi was locked by the Heavenly Punishment Gu, after racking his brains, he picked up the things he had left behind, especially after seeing the power of Tang Caiwei's anti-wolf spray, Wang Zhong had a flash of inspiration, and soon prepared a proud work.

"Ten grams of rock wool, twenty crotons, eight grams of pepper noodles, three grams of chili powder, and charcoal powder, all ground into powder, add phenolphthalein reagent with a concentration of 13% and iodine water with an appropriate concentration......"

This is the main ingredient of the bag in Wang Zhong's pocket.

Rock wool is an industrial insulation material, which is composed of many fine hairs, which are easy to fly into the air and penetrate the pores when they fall on people, making the skin itchy and small red bumps.

Croton, which can create a rise in white blood cells in the body, vomiting and diarrhea.

Of course, it has never been Wang Zhong's style to take shamelessness to the extreme, so he added pepper noodles and chili powder, then phenolphthalein and charcoal to reconcile the smell and color, and finally, dripped iodine water to volatilize into gas. ”

Wang Zhong has never experimented with the power of this thing, but he can probably guess it.

Jun Xiaoxie was the first experimental subject.

Seeing the way he was scratching vigorously now, Wang Zhong thought of a good name for his potion.

Scratch the eggs.

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