The scene of the retreat appeared to be somewhat chaotic, and in fact it was due to Dai Bingcheng's decision-making mistakes.

But when it comes to this matter, he is not to blame. After learning that the first-class killers of the "Fei Leng Cui" killer group had successfully intercepted the bones of "Adam" that were being transported to the northern base of the Secret Service, his first thought was that there must be other forces behind this.

"Night Kite", "Flea", and "Bull Demon King" are all well-known ruthless horns in the domestic ability industry. As one of the few B-class paranormals who dared to openly confront the Secret Service, each of the thick pieces of information in the official archives was enough to subject them to dozens of "life imprisonment" severe sanctions.

It is impossible to be too cautious in dealing with such an opponent. Moreover, the Northern Secret Service Mansion was already short of manpower, and C-level and above masters were even rarer, so he had to urgently recruit some powerful and powerful registered scattered people in case of emergency.

However, no one expected that such a flying man would be killed.

Just one person...... actually killed one B-level, two C-level, and beat the Bull Demon King to death, and forced the "Night Kite" and "Flea" to escape with injuries - when did such a fierce god appear in the north?

It is precisely because of him ...... None of the previous plans came in handy - the huge crowd seemed to have become a joke......

Is this a wild tour?!

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be grateful to that person or to complain about that person.

But one thing is clear - such a person, if not registered and not under the surveillance of the Secret Service, will be a big problem.

With this in mind, he began to give orders to the executive officer to arrange for the evacuation of the scattered people.

As long as "Adam" can arrive at the northern base safely tonight, even if the night kite escapes, it can be regarded as a complete merit. After all, in this battle, Fei Lengcui was crippled.

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A white figure slanted through the treetops, breaking branches, bringing up a canopy of leaves, and finally plunged into the ground. The humus-rich black soil splashed in all directions, turning out all the dead branches and rotten leaves that had been treasured for many years, and then falling like a light rain.

Then there was silence.

After a few more moments, a groan of pain was heard. His white hand poked out of the dirt, fumbled around, and finally caught a round object. So he slowly shrank back. A moment later there was a slight chewing sound, a longer gasp sound.

After another two minutes or so, the owner of the hand propped himself up and sat down against a tree behind him. Then his gaze swept around the surrounding land. But nothing was found but dirt, leaves, dead branches.

The thing I just ate...... It's a shriveled fruit that was knocked down, right? So he looked up at the treetops, and sure enough, it was a wild Yamanashi tree. On the branches hung a lot of dried fruit that had not been picked by anyone, and they swayed in the wind to tempt him.

Li Zhen tried to stand up. However, when the range of movement is slightly larger, white steam rises from the nostrils, ears, and joints...... It's as if he's become a giant steam robot - but broken.

Because the next moment, he hiccups again and collapses weakly.

"I'm still ...... What a monster. He muttered to himself that he couldn't die like this...... What if I can't think of suicide one day? Then he laughed softly, as if amused by himself.

The body is rapidly reborn.

His whole body had been cooked in an instant by the night kite—he was almost sure that he had felt the smell of death: his brain had become a pot of porridge, fat had turned into oil, and his muscles had swelled like the stewed pork bones he had seen before...... Peeled off the bones, perhaps with a rising aroma.

The last thought that came to my mind at the time was: the smell of death? Meaty?

Thinking of this, he chuckled under his breath again.

For just when he thought he was dead, the power that came from the bones saved him. Unlike the previous itching sensation when healing - the whole body seemed to be tightly wrapped in a large net in an instant, and then it was pumped hard...... The musculoskeletal muscles that were about to fall apart came together fiercely, and then quickly tightened and engaged, accompanied by a numbness as if they were electrified...... He was able to move again!

But he now knew very well that it was not an external force, but his own body being reborn. At that time, the speed of rebirth was so fast that before I could even react, my body had already completed a rough repair. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to haunt that flea killer after that.

It's just that...... What's going on? He can only vaguely recall what happened at that time, like a bystander recalling a movie he watched a long time ago...... The thing in my memory may have happened...... But is that really me?

A familiar and intimate feeling from the skeleton...... And the amount of power that suddenly burst out of the body—it was like the body was resonating with it in some way. This reminded him of an experiment he had done in physics class before:

Two tuning forks are placed side by side, and when one is struck, the other vibrates – that's what it feels like!

He resonated with the terrible and hideous bones!

I can't be picked up by my parents, right? He couldn't help but wonder, what the hell was that?

Then the resonance suddenly disappeared - was the skeleton taken away by the men in the army? But why would it be in that kind of place? What kind of liveliness did the bad guys mention, and what was it? Why does it only react to me alone?

A lot of questions rolled in his head, and he only felt that his head was as big as a fight, and he almost fainted again.

The eastern sky is white, and the sun is about to rise. Without that magical amount of power, the rate at which his body regenerates is slow enough - only to ensure that he won't die, but not to allow him to move freely.

Li Zhen sighed helplessly and gave up his efforts to pick fruits from the branches.

If they could all fall...... I guess I'll be able to move around.

Just find a road, stop a car, and head back to the city...... There are a lot of things that can replenish physical energy. Instead of enduring physical pain and cold, as is the case now. It's almost December...... It will be snowing in a few days.

And I'm ** on top!

The chill came in waves, and he felt like he was about to lose sensation in his arm.

Then he heard footsteps.

The dead branches were trampled and made a slight "crackling" sound. The one who came didn't seem to be heavy...... Walk cautiously, as if afraid of alarming something.

Probably not the one who came to chase me. They couldn't go like this, he thought...... It's even more unlikely that just one came.

The answer soon emerged. A chestnut sè little boot stepped over. Then there are black sè pantyhose, stretched on a pair of slender legs, and above that, a white sè tweed coat.

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