Xing Feng was very proud, he did it, he did what others couldn't do, he was about to catch Chen Zhen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is not only about honor, but also more practical things, power, status, wealth, women, everything, outsiders don't know the situation of Bone Paradise, they don't know what kind of pressure Bone Paradise is facing, but he knows that in the past half a year, too many strengthening potions have been taken by the Bai family, and it is expected that they can still use the blood reserve for a long time, and it is almost not enough to even develop a new generation of medicines.

Bone Paradise had to start researching in other directions in order to maintain its own value, and the Ant-Man Project was one of them, but for the people of the Bai family, Ant-Man was just the icing on the cake, and with the power of the Bai family, they could already make many people voluntarily or involuntarily become "Ant-Man".

Ten thousand Ant-Man can't compare to a bottle of strengthening potion, and with Chen Array, there is everything.

Soon he would be able to have everything, and Xing Feng's heart became as hot as the flames that erupted from his left palm, as if he could see tons of gold coins tumbling and jumping in front of him, groups of beauties dancing in front of him, delicious food and delicious wine on the table, and the people around him singing praises and praising his bravery......

Shaking his head, everything in front of him disappeared, only darkness, but the darkness is here, Chen Zhen is here, the area covered by darkness is limited, Chen Zhen must be nearby, sooner or later he will faint.

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Chen Zhen was indeed nearby, his right hand stretched out forward, similar to Xing Feng's fire-breathing posture, except that a bubble "erupted" out of the front of his palm.

The tongue of fire was too long, and the air was too hot, so he couldn't get closer, so he had to use a long-range attack - creating an unprecedentedly large bubble to envelop Xing Feng in it.

The bubble is also an external vibration, but it is an external vibration that changes the vibration frequency, but it just feels like a round bubble, and it will not discharge the external vibration, and the larger the volume of the external vibration that changes the vibration frequency, the larger the bubble, but this is not an easy task.

The bigger the bubble, the more difficult it is to locate, the more difficult it is to control, the attention is limited, even the line of sight will narrow when the concentration is high, and the situation of taking care of one or the other often occurs when expanding the bubble, and the space in this place is smaller, and the bubble will change shape after expanding to a certain extent, which is more difficult to control.

Just like real bubbles, if a certain point "breaks", the bubble will burst in its entirety and disappear into the darkness, smooth walls are fine, and irregularly shaped things are more likely to cause bubbles to burst.

Chen Zhen had been trying for a while, the temperature in the office was getting hotter and hotter, sweat was raining, the temperature was not high enough to make the sweat evaporate while flowing, but it was fast.

Another bubble disappeared, Chen Zhen closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and stopped.

It can't go on like this, he has to think of other ways, he didn't smash things at Xing Feng, so as not to be judged by Xing Feng and burned here.

The soldiers had already withdrawn from the darkened area to avoid being burned, Chen Zhen did not stop them, as long as they could clean up Xing Feng, the others did not have to fear.

The darkness didn't help him much this time, but it bought him time to think.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and realized that he had made a big mistake.

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Xing Feng didn't plan to stop, he planned to burn like this until Chen Zhen retracted the darkness, even if he burned this place to ruins.

Releasing flames is also an exertion for him, but it can also be released for a long time, and the flames released by him do no harm to him, and he doesn't even feel the heat, he can stay in this place for as long as he wants.

Gradually, however, he felt something unusual.

At first, there seemed to be a strange sound in his ears, and then it seemed like there was no, just a hallucination, and then the whole person was a little uncomfortable, like the ground seemed to shake, and his eyes were also an important tool to maintain balance, which he couldn't see in the dark, and his balance ability was going to drop a little, and he was spitting fire, staggering, as if he was drunk.

"Earthquake?" Xing Feng thought that he had experienced many strong aftershocks, and he was also unstable at that time, and he couldn't keep his balance.

The intestinal feed also rolled, there was a feeling of motion sickness, retching, he suppressed the desire to vomit, leaned against the wall, and shook his head vigorously again.

But then, the wall seemed to be flipped over and pressed against him, Xing Feng screamed and held on hard, but the wall was too heavy, even if he had been strengthened, in front of the 10,000-ton concrete, he was still as fragile as a newborn baby.

Supporting the wall, Xing Feng's arm was sore, if he could sweat, he would have sweated his cheeks and back by now, but fortunately, after a few more seconds, the wall no longer topple, but the ground seemed to be pressed against him.

"Ahh Xing Feng shouted, his arms crossed on the ground, and there was only one thought in his heart - Qingcheng was shaken and flipped over, and now the entire underground part was like a bowl, buckled on himself.

"You have to get out." He thought so, but he couldn't stand up, the ground, the walls, and the ceiling kept flipping, how could a person stand up?

Xing Feng began to roll around on the ground, and finally it was closed, but now even if he could see it, the four walls of the corridor were still spinning, and it was still a very luxurious thing to stand up.

Then, he saw Chen Zhen "floating" over, and it seemed that he would run on the wall for a while, and then roll on the ceiling, and there were guards chasing after him, but they couldn't catch up with him.

"No, why are they still moving?" Xing Feng thought that everyone's situation was the same as him at first, but now he finally realized that something was wrong with him, he couldn't even move, his hand was exerting force, but his body was tilted to the side, and he raised his hand to continue to breathe fire, but the raised hand seemed to wave goodbye, and just about to spray, the ground was crooked again, and he instinctively held on, and he couldn't spray it again.

Then, there was a strong whirlwind of heaven and earth.

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Chen Zhen grabbed one of Xing Feng's ankles, threw him up like a weapon, and smashed it at the guards who were chasing, this "weapon" was particularly handy, and the guards didn't dare to block even if they held knives, so they could only dodge.

He realized that he had made a mistake, why did he have to make the bubble go from small to big? Why not put a super big bubble in the first place? In the past, because you need your hands to assist in the formation of bubbles, the fingertips of your fingers touch each other, and the palms are facing each other, and the bubbles generated are naturally small, and after long-term practice, the bubbles can become larger.

After the formation of habitual thinking, he did this every time he made a bubble, but he no longer needed to make it with both hands, and he could also condense a bubble in the palm of his hand by bending his five fingers.

But now the situation is different, now there is a bubble "mold", that is, the corridor outside, which is equivalent to the space of a giant hand, and he didn't care what happened when the edge of the bubble and the palm of his hand touched when he made small bubbles, so it naturally formed and expanded, so why bother with the contact between the bubble and the wall?

This is a typical example of overthinking the walking posture and becoming unable to walk, standing on the earth and not seeing the earth, focusing on a certain point of the bubble, will naturally take care of one or the other, and focus on the whole bubble, isn't it possible to control the whole bubble well?

Focusing on the whole hallway, and no longer bothering with the doorknobs or other irregularly shaped things, which are equivalent to the lines on the palms of the hands, the finger seams, which I had not noticed when the bubbles were made, and now that I had stopped paying attention, a huge bubble of a cuboid was formed.

Xing Feng was fortunate to be the first person to experience the bubble condensation process.

He was thrown and smashed against the wall, smashed on other strengthened people, smashed on the door frame, smashed on the weapon, the bones did not hurt, smashed like this, it was also the wall that was broken, but like this, Xing Feng could not regain his balance at all, but became even more dizzy.

At one point, he suddenly stopped, and saw a palm very close to his face, almost against his face.

The heat came, as if it was only for a moment, as if it lasted until the end of time, Xing Feng's eyes were immediately blind - whether it was microwaves or flames, the first thing to hurt was always the eye, and then the whole skull was uncomfortably hot, as if Chen Zhen took the flame that burned his back in his hand and poured it into his skull.

Xing Feng didn't even scream, his whole head was burned, whether it was an exoskeleton or a muscular hydrostatic skeleton, in front of the microwave, there was only the fate of familiarity, after all, the human body is made of water, and even the bones contain a lot of water.

Money, women, wine, and food have all become real phantoms, and Xing Feng can't have them anymore unless he can wake up in a few hundred years.

Microwaves can't be used in a frenzied state, during this time, Chen Zhen is back to a normal state, there is no darkness, and his body is not protected by bones, but he did these things in the process of running, but he was only shortened by the chasing soldiers behind him.

Without the annoying flames, what are the pursuers?

His eyes lit up red, and he turned and smashed Xing Feng's corpse over, and pounced on the guards at the same time.

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Zhou Ding shouted violently, and slashed past, the blade embedded in the arm of one of the guards, and the other party's screams, mixed with the sound of metal, echoed in the huge warehouse.

The battle in the warehouse was very fierce, Xia Fan flew in the air, holding a cage pole, looking for an opportunity to sprint down, Fang Wei took a few people around the warehouse, turning around and provoking from time to time, it looked easy, but in fact, there were more people on the other side than them, and they could kill someone in the oblique stab at any time and block him in front.

Chen Zhen hasn't come yet, it stands to reason that he should have come, after all, it has been a long time since the police whistle sounded, and it must have been because there was a special reason why they didn't come, so they had to wait here.

He will definitely come, because he said he would come, and so far he has not broken his word, just hold on a little longer.

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