During this time, the mood of the mad three is very complicated.

The original battle with Lin Ye in the octagon cage made him lose his halberd in front of the public, and he lost face and everything he was proud of. In the days when I was lying in a hospital bed with all my limbs and needed help for even simple excretion, God knows how many times I thought about dying like this.

But in the end, the emperor will not live up to it. Just when Kurumi was about to end this life, fate jokingly sent another path to him, and that was ......

His thoughts paused, and he pinched the knuckles that had long since been replaced from bone to steel, and Kurumi now had an almost morbid fascination with the "rattle" sound of metal when it was stressed. Closing his eyes and savoring it for a while, Kurumi refinished the first half of the words in his mind again.

That is, power.

But at the same time, it is precisely because he stepped into a new field and improved qualitatively in all aspects that Kurumi really understood the terrible ...... of Lin Ye He just glanced at him through the monitor in the underground factory, and the monster sensed the malice almost immediately, and then stared at the camera until he looked away!

Even though two days had passed, Kurumi still felt that his back was soaking wet after only a little recollection of the situation.

It's terrifying.

Even if it was only a month ago, he probably wasn't that strong!

Although his strength has obviously increased several times compared to before, as time goes by, Kurumi sadly finds that his frustration in facing Lin Ye has become more and more intense.

Boom.

A knock on the door interrupted his conflicting thoughts, and Kurumi adjusted his facial expression: "Come in." ”

"Instructor, this batch is not even as good as the previous batch. A man covered in a white hazmat suit came to Kurumi's desk and gave a military salute, took off his hood before continuing: "Of the 20 clinical test subjects, only 4 persisted...... It also contains an inability to stand, pending further observation. If you count him, the survival rate is barely on the 20% line. ”

"How's the fighting ability?" Getting up and stepping out, Kurumi didn't seem to care about the 16 who couldn't hold on: "What level can you reach?"

"Because the test subjects are all brave people carefully selected from death row inmates, and they all have a bit of kung fu foundation," the staff had to trot up to barely keep up, "so the preliminary test results are not bad." In one-on-one situations, normal special combat personnel generally cannot hold out for 10 seconds in front of them. If you want to subdue them, you need at least six Black Fire Fighters who cooperate tacitly at the same time. ”

"What about the Guards?" said in a light tone, and Kurumi seemed to be just making a simple inquiry, "How do you compare to them?"

"The Guards have always been only on guard and have not participated in actual combat training. Just the thought of those guys whose eyes were so cold as dead made me shudder, and the staff didn't want to mention them: "So...... Sorry, we don't have data on the Guards vs. the test subjects. ”

"Hmm. "A little disappointed, but Kurumi hid his emotions well. Although he was very unhappy that Du Shengtian was in charge of the plan called "Breaking Dawn" while placing guards to monitor him, Kurumi had no intention of making this disgust visible.

At least not yet.

"Anyway, I'm also the supreme commander here. Soon I was in a laboratory deeper underground. After passing through the fingerprint, iris, and audio three security locks, the first picture that Kurumi saw made him not very happy: "What does Captain Fang mean by this?"

"As you can see, I'm coding for them. Fang Zhenguo, who was tattooed with numbers on the thick arm of the man in front of him, didn't even raise his head when he heard this, and he didn't even bother to hide the contempt and perfunctory meaning in his answer: "What's your problem?"

"Absolutely. "Face is what Kurumi cares about the most, especially when so many people are watching. Unhurriedly, he raised his feet and stepped down the steps, and his voice was obviously low: "Here, anyone must do everything with my permission. ”

"Oh, is it?" still didn't stop, and the last number of Fang Zhenguo's pen was almost completed: "I'm really sorry, instructor...... What do you want to do?"

"Before I say the previous sentence, you should step aside and ask for my forgiveness. The iron that was enough to tear the tiger and leopard alive grasped Fang Zhenguo's wrist, and the mad three silently increased the pressure and said: "In my place, it is not your turn to be presumptuous." ”

"I think you've got at least three things wrong. Without the slightest struggle, Fang Zhenguo's right hand, which had been controlled, was still unmoving, but the tip of the embroidery pen was still slowly and firmly walking on the road to completing the mission: "First, 'Dawn' belongs to Qing Shi and the dragon head; second, I and the guards are only responsible for the dragon head; the third ...... the last hook of the number "9" is also about to be completed, and it seems that the battle between Crazy San and Fang Zhenguo will soon be clear.

The arrogance of the other party finally completely angered the madman, and he understood that if the other party was allowed to complete the coding like this, then he would no longer have any prestige in the future. With all his strength, the opponent's pen finally paused, and a dangerous signal had begun to seep out of the mad tone.

"Third, what?"

"Third," Fang Zhenguo turned his head to look at Mad San for the first time since the beginning of the conversation, his eyes full of ridicule: "You are a waste like someone who has been beaten and paralyzed in the ring like a dead dog, and you are not qualified to point fingers at me." ”

Boom!!!

Almost at the moment when Fang Zhenguo's words came out, the two of them collided with each other with their fists fiercely! The transformers in the middle of the storm were affected by the unwarranted disaster, and they turned into countless blood-red raindrops before they could even let out a miserable scream.

"I swear I'll make you pay for your ignorance. He untied the robe that identified himself as an instructor and threw it aside, Kurumi's exposed metal armarmor matched his hideous face, and the light was as terrifying as a ghost: "You damn clown!"

"I thought that after being taught by Lin Ye like an animal, you would learn to be a little more obedient. I don't know how he did it, after the blood rain, Fang Zhenguo's dark green military coat was still spotless: "Since you insist on taking humiliation on yourself......" Fang Zhenguo made three moves of madness, as if he was calling a dog.

"Come on, then. ”