In the abandoned factory, Kevin and the four of them anxiously stood aside, while Yang Qi lay quietly on the ground. They were worried about Yang Qi's situation, but they didn't dare to touch him, only Yang Qi's slight breathing let them know that he was still alive, and let them rest assured a little.

The three of them didn't see it, and Yang Qi's left palm began to glow, and a sideways figure appeared. Even Yang Qi, who was in a semi-coma, didn't know that a stream of energy full of vitality slowly flowed out from the golden pattern in his left hand, infiltrating his whole body. It was the power that had once appeared in Yang Qi's body, a kind of restorative energy, an energy that could only be stimulated when approaching the fourth layer of the Dragon Elephant Gong.

When Yang Qi's life was threatened by Yanzhòng, I don't know from which mysterious dimension, this power came out of thin air and provided the most suitable support.

Time flows away slowly. Yang Qi's breathing gradually became clear and steady. In the middle of the night, Yang Qi suddenly got up and sat cross-legged on the ground. With his left hand, he took out the meat slices out of nothing, and Yang Qi, who had his eyes closed, ate the slices of meat into his stomach. The breath became stronger and stronger, like a blower, swallowing the air. The instinct to repair himself was stimulated, and with the support of the life essence, in the supply of countless oxygen, Yang Qi's metabolism was greatly accelerated.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, a layer of moss-like something appeared on Yang Qi's body. That's when old dead cells are expelled from the body, and new bodies are rebuilt. Yang Qi's snort even began to carry white smoke, as if the heating boiler was spewing steam.

At two o'clock in the morning, Yang Qi's breathing stabilized again, becoming deep and long. The surface of his body had formed lines like snake scales, which were naturally formed accumulations, like a thin cocoon, enveloping Yang Qi.

Ignore and listen, do not move, be completely quiet, and be completely settled. No one knew what Yang Qi was going through while sitting quietly, but from Kevin's point of view, the aura on Yang Qi's body became more and more unfathomable.

At five o'clock in the morning, when Kevin and everyone were already sleepy and nodded, the old mosquito buzzed over. Occasionally, there are mosquitoes that can survive until late autumn, and these mosquitoes are generally large and strong, and this one is especially exaggerated. The big mosquito spun around in the air, and it seemed that the strong qi and blood on Yang Qi's body attracted it even more, so it went straight to Yang Qi.

Falling on Yang Qi's shoulder, the mosquito felt a membrane on the surface of the person's body. But how could a thin membrane stop it? Its big gun was already unbearable! Stretching out its long sharp mouthparts, the mosquito pierced Yang Qi's skin with its head.

But in the next moment, if the mosquito had a face, it must have changed its face. Because it plunged into the vicinity of the position, suddenly tightened. Although it was only a small area of muscles, those muscles were hooped up, trapping its mouthparts firmly, and it could not advance or retreat. Immediately afterward, the skin where the mosquito landed turned into a raging ocean. The small erector pili muscles, which usually only create goosebumps when the cold wind blows, have now turned into an iron fist, beating the mosquitoes to a single meat.

Bang, local skin for a while, mosquitoes were bounced away. After flying a few laps, the mosquito stabilized its position, and was about to attack others again, when he suddenly felt some energy in his body. With a slight sound, the mosquito volley exploded into debris and blood.

Neijia boxing, an inner fist with very small muscles, bombarded the body of a mere mosquito, attracting the mosquito's "qi" and letting the mosquito burst itself!

If there is a master of national arts, he will inevitably be amazed. Not a single feather can be added, and mosquitoes cannot fall -- this extremely fine and subtle realm combined with the inner fist has actually achieved such an incredible thing! Bursting a mosquito with a piece of skin will surprise a lot of eyeballs when you say it!

Anyway, Kevin, who happened to see this scene, was already stunned. He looked at Yang Qi as if he was looking at a monster, or at a god.

And after the mosquitoes were exploded, Yang Qi was silent and did not move. It seemed that the action just now was just an unconscious wave of his hand and leg in his sleep, and it did not affect Yang Qi's state at all. The deep breath was quiet and long, as if he were really sleeping.

The night passed without movement.

In the early morning of the second day, the roaring motor sounded from far and near. The four Kevin were immediately alert, got up and looked outside, only to see that it was seven or eight cars rushing towards them and stopped at the door with a creak. The leader of the fraternity kicked the car door and walked down, his face full of mania. After running for most of the night, turning the place Kubi said upside down, and after a lot of hard work, the leader finally determined one thing: he was tricked.

Murderously rushed back, and the leader swore that he would break those guys into pieces.

Entering the factory with great momentum, it was not his little brother and three lambs to be slaughtered, but three women and one man who had never seen before. "Who are you!" the leader drew his gun and pointed it at Kevin: "Hurry up and answer, or your head will bloom!"

Feminister immediately said: "Everyone, we are just a real estate company, let's measure this waste factory, and the boss plans to buy it." ”

"Nonsense!" said the leader frantically, "It's only seven o'clock, which company will work so early?"

"We don't know. ”

"Fart! this oriental, I was locked up when I left, but now I'm sitting with you!" the leader shouted hysterically, "I think it's a good thing you did, let me die!"

As soon as the finger is pulled, the trigger is pulled back, and the gun in the leader's hand is about to fire.

At this moment, there was a whoosh, and a stone struck the leader. This stone is not hit on the wrist, but on the waist, and the distance between it and the wrist is far away, so it stands to reason that it will not be related. But the leader twitched all over, and his arm couldn't help but shake. Bang, the gun went off, but it was another thug who was killed, not any of Kevin.

The scene was quiet for a moment.

"Who is it?" the leader shouted in horror, and the uncontrollable movement of his body just now made him almost pee his pants in shock.

"Yes, it's him!" The bearded man pointed to Yang Qi, who was still sitting there quietly, with a tremor in his voice: "I saw it, it was the stone he tolethed!"

"You-bastard!" Yang Qi, who had his eyes closed as if he were asleep, put a lot of pressure on him, and this incomprehensible mysterious power made his teeth tremble. But it's already fired, so you can only keep doing it: "Damn it, shoot him together, shoot him!"

More than thirty pistols were pointed at Yang Qi, and the expression of the brotherhood was mixed with fear and hideousness, and he brazenly pulled the trigger. Yang Qi still closed his eyes, but his right hand brushed the ground like a phantom, and more than a dozen large and small gravels rained down on the gangsters.

Bang bang The four of Kevin lay on the ground with their heads in their hands to prevent themselves from being shot by bullets. And in the incredulous gaze of the four, none of the bullets fired by these gunmen could hit Yang Qi. They waved and shot as if they were convulsed, and the bullets flew through a corpse, but they were all their own.

A moment later, the gunshots fell, and there was silence. And all the people of the Brotherhood, without exception, have all perished - all of them have died from their own guns.

"I'm still not as good as Uncle Tang. A self-muttering sounded, but it was Yang Qi who spoke: "Uncle Tang can even let the gunman not waste a single bullet, and I, at least a small half of the bullet is flying around." Now that I think about it, Uncle Tang may be called the first in the world and invincible in that world. ”

"Yang Qi?" Kevin said cautiously, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay. Yang Qi opened his eyes, and his eyes were unprecedentedly clear and clear. smiled lightly, like a new rain in the empty mountains, making people feel like a spring breeze: "Not only is it okay, but it is better than ever." Not only did I take my kung fu to the next level, but I also discovered something important. ”

Whew, a yin wind blew, and a hairy hair stood on the back of Kevin's neck. Oh no, the Grim Reaper is here again! Just when the four of them were nervous, Yang Qi waved his hand and shot out a few stones, and the four of them suddenly felt that their bodies couldn't help themselves, and they rushed out of the factory gate at a speed that they usually didn't dare to think of.

Click, the factory in disrepair began to crack, and countless bricks and stones collapsed. Large stone slabs roared and smashed down, and the target was Yang Qi below. But there was no panic or surprise in Yang Qi's expression, and even the stern caution he had in the face of the attack before was gone. With a faint smile on his face, he didn't look at the smashed stone slabs at all, and just walked unhurriedly.

Like a walk after dinner, Yang Qi's steps have a feeling of being in a car. But none of the stones that had fallen could touch the corners of his clothes, and they all fell into the air. Boom, the whole factory collapsed, dust flew, and the strong wind made the four people outside have to close their eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Yang Qi walking out of the ruins safely.

The clothes were flying, the scales on the surface of his body turned into dust and fell, Yang Qi seemed to be reborn and his spirit was flying.

"I finally knew that the breath that made me restless turned out to be the 'qi' of death. "The energy that operates under the guidance of the will produces "qi", and the essence of the inner fist is to attack the "qi"!

And once you sense the other party's qi, victory is not far away.

The corners of Yang Qi's mouth rose: "Do you want to go with me to beat up the Grim Reaper?"