Chapter 3: Mentally Ill People Are Terrible (New Revision
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The three-storey brick house, although it looks like it stands out from the crowd in the Green Wolf Gang station, but the yellow-gray dilapidated appearance really makes people dare not compliment.
The location of the target is recognizable, the first and third floors of the building are dim, and only the windows on the second floor are flickering.
The main entrance was wide open, it was pitch black inside, and there was no one there, and it was clear that the Green Wolves didn't think that any thieves would steal to them.
Mo Huang walked in with quiet and silent steps, now the time is about half past nine in the evening, the bright moonlight is faintly sprinkled, in the dim first floor, the ring is in the center, sandbags, a large number of fitness equipment is messy everywhere, but it brings a lot of trouble to Mo Huang's infiltration, a small jump, jumping over a wooden man who is placed horizontally, with Mo Huang's eyesight at this time, he can still see the traces of the machete on the wooden man's messy wood, pouting, revealing a disdainful smile.
In the corner of the wall, there are a lot of things that look like murder weapons, iron finger tigers, machetes, and steel pipes are almost piled up like a hill, although in Mo Huang's eyes, these things are similar to noodles, but after thinking about it, he still walked over, put down the firewood knife in his hand, and picked up a bright machete.
After a few light waves, Mo Huang nodded slightly, after all, it is a standard weapon, compared to the one that is light in the front and heavy in the back, the blade is sluggish and the blade is much better, after noticing this, Mo Huang has a little more affection for this noodle in his hand.
"I'm coming."
He muttered faintly, containing a battle intent like a flame, and a coldness like a blade, and turned around and walked \u541
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1 staircase leading to the second floor.
After walking up to the second floor, there is a small hall of more than ten square meters, and the first thing that catches your eye is a big iron door, and there is a wooden plaque on the iron door. There are three big characters in the book [Juyi Hall], and there are a few chairs scattered outside the door.
This slightly strange layout, immediately evoked Mo Huang's memories, and two hundred years later, after the Blue Wolf Gang was exterminated, this place was completely preserved, becoming a tourist attraction of unknown significance, with the passage of time, the reason for the preservation of this place can not be explored, Mo Huang also came here to travel in his spare time.
Three hundred years later, the hall on the first floor of this building was blessed by many time and space spells, and became a vast large square for 100,000 people to gather, with white jade paving, gold crystal as the pillar, and the top of the firmament covered with Zhou Tian's Star Dou Great Array, the end was extremely luxurious, and the second floor was also arranged in this pattern, but there were no chairs, and instead of eighteen barbarian god puppets guarding the gate, the iron door was also replaced by ten thousand years of crystal iron casting, engraved with the Yellow Heavenly Queen Earth God Forbidden, and even the blue world hooked nine secluded, indestructible, of course, when Mo Huang went to travel, these eighteen barbarian god puppets with power comparable to nuclear weapons had long been hidden into the treasury by Huaxia, leaving only some simulation models。
But Rao is like this, Mo Huang still left all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred for the eighteen twenty-meter-tall powerful war puppets, because any material that constitutes these war puppets is enough to buy his life 10,000 times, time changes, when Mo Huang was reborn back to three hundred years ago, seeing the simple layout of the Blue Wolf Gang before the traces, there was a bit of a trance for a while.
If he succeeds, there will be no more Green Wolf Gang in the future.
I'm sorry fat man, you may have to change your worship in the future.
Although he was going to have a heavy battle that would decide his life in the next moment, and he couldn't be distracted at all, in Mo Huang's mind at this moment, he recalled that three hundred years later, his best friend, the fat, white and tender dead fat man who was two hundred pounds, kept nagging in his ear how powerful and powerful the Hung Desolation Blue Wolf was, and he couldn't wait to be reborn back three hundred years ago to join the Green Wolf Gang, follow the Hung Desolate Blue Wolf Duan Tianping, roaring and smiling, and conquering the world.
The mind is divided into two halves, half immersed in many memories three hundred years later, sometimes warm and sometimes reminiscing, half indifferent and ruthless, quietly calculating the tactics and strategies of the battle to come.
Mo Huang took a breath quietly, his eyes were uncertain, sometimes emotional, sometimes cold and ruthless, as if two different individuals coexisted in one body.
The third layer of "Silent Hill" is split, and when Mo Huang needs strength the most, he feels that the world is changing, his fate is unpredictable, and he quietly breaks through.
The spiritual power surged up like the sea, wave after wave, and the air around Mo Huang began to tremble irregularly, Mo Huang closed his eyes, although the door was closed, but the spiritual power tentacles directly entered through the door as if they were nothing, reflecting all the qi qi qi inside into his heart.
In the Juyi Hall of hundreds of square meters, a tall, sturdy flat-headed man sits on the Taishi chair against the wall, his face is fierce and cold, behind the Taishi chair is a huge mural, a sturdy green wolf, standing on the lonely cliff to the moon and howling, hundreds of wolves under the cliff, gathering crowds to roar, like the majesty of the king of the arch guarding the green wolf.
The flat-headed man's clothes were open, revealing his hardcover chest, his eyes were cold and seemed to contain green flames, and he looked so close to the green wolf roaring moon figure behind him, so energetic, who would it be if it wasn't Duan Tianping.
Not far from him, eight strong, ** men with tattoos on their bodies, surrounded by two disheveled women, smiling obscenely, and constantly teasing foul language, a young man wearing a brand-name costume stood next to Duan Tianwolf and nodded and bowed continuously, groveling, flattering and flattering, such behavior, coupled with the red and swollen marks on his face that seemed to be slapped, made him look so obscene.
"Brother wolf, I guarantee that these two sisters are chicks, pure and clean, my sister's words have only dragged my hand, and I have never kissed my mouth, and my sister's words are even more introverted, and she will be shy even when talking to men. ”
"Haha, I naturally believe Lin Gongzi's guarantee, after all\u4f
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"Hey, if it weren't for the old man in the family to watch it closely, I would have drugged their sisters and flew away, where can I afford them to set up a score for me, now the old man is dead, the company is almost finished, if there is no money, then the rest of my life will really be over, where is I still in the mood to play love games with these two daughters of the Xue family, now I can only ask Brother Wolf to you, your green wolf gang to train women into female slaves is really a must, if you can train these two chicks, at our mercy, with the assets of the Xue family, when the time comes, I owe you Brother Wolf your money?”
"Haha, Lin Gongzi's great idea. ”
Both hands were handcuffed behind the back, the neck was with a humiliating collar, two small chains stretched down from the back of the neck, connected to the iron ring confined to the ankles, the too short chain made the two women can only kneel on their knees, and their bodies must also be leaning back, otherwise the chains will be pulled, which will make it difficult for the two women to breathe for a while.
There was no time to feel pain for her humiliating posture at the moment, Xue Xueming's eyes were full of anger, and she looked at Lin Gongzi fixedly, she never expected that in the past three years, the gentle Confucian son who has been gently surrounded by her and knows everything is such a beast, and he actually betrayed the two sisters to the gang in order to repay the money.
If it weren't for the sincere love, there was no doubt about Lin Gongzi's personality, how could she agree to go to the appointment with her sister who was afraid of being shy and didn't even like to go out of the door, who knows, the moment she pushed open the door of Lin Gongzi's house, she saw several men with hideous faces.
If his eyes could kill, Lin Gongzi would have been executed by a thousand knives, Xue Xue turned her head slightly, looking at her sister Xue Qi, who was almost stupid, with dull eyes and a pale face, and then looked at the obscene men around her who were surrounded by foul language, Xue Xue's beautiful eyes were gradually covered by tears of despair.
The fluctuation of spiritual power rippled slightly, revealing that no matter how Mo Huang's heart was, it was a clear black and white world that could be distinguished from everything in detail, even if it was a mosquito flying, even if Lin Gongzi's triumphant expression, the cold contempt in Duan Tianping's eyes, the desperate expressions that gradually rose between the two women, and the lust of the strong gangsters, they were all so clear.
Immersed in the unprecedentedly clear mental scanning, Mo Huang's mind was still divided into two halves, half of which rose with indignation at Duan Tianping and Na Lin Gongzi's shameless behavior, and pity for the two women, while the other half coldly and ruthlessly assessed whether the two women would become an obstacle to the plan, and if so, how to eliminate it.
The contradictory thoughts did not bring any conflict, but seemed to be strangely harmonious, because this is the effect of the third layer of the "Silent Hill" set of combat techniques, and it is also the main reason why it is said that only madmen and psychopaths can cultivate, because when you cultivate to the third layer, you will really have a personality split.
The first layer cultivates self-consciousness and strengthens spiritual power, which is no different from most meditation-type combat skills, and the second layer begins to pervert, the vast majority of cultivators are stuck in this step, what is needed at this level is to continuously cultivate miscellaneous thoughts, all kinds of light and strange thoughts, and then kill them one by one, turn into pure mental power and let the self-consciousness devour, Mo Huang was at this stage before, and if he practiced poorly, he was either crazy or stupid, but even if he practiced it well, there would be all kinds of strange changes in his personality even if he acted for others.
Mo Huang is naturally no exception, before he was reborn, he was in school, but he was contemptuously called a crazy demon, and he was avoided by everyone, if it weren't for the continuous encouragement and encouragement of two close friends, I was afraid that Mo Huang would be destroyed in the second layer of this set of combat skills.
At the third level, the wonder of this set of combat skills is finally revealed, and the cultivator will split into a subordinate personality, which does not contain any feelings, and will always carry out extreme self-interested thinking with a cold, ruthless, and absolutely rational attitude.
Although there are other wonderful things such as the acceleration of cultivation, the most important thing is that cultivators who have reached this level can already declare that they are not afraid of any sneak attack or conspiracy, because no slightest disturbance is related to any factor in their own body, and they cannot hide that twenty-four hours a year, scanning the outside world with their mental power at all times, and thinking with absolute reason about the subordinate personality that is not blinded by any emotion.
Just like just now, although Mo Huang felt a little indignant at what happened to the two daughters of the Xue family, the subordinate personality immediately analyzed the various impacts of the two daughters on his plan to dominate the opportunity to enter the flood wilderness in advance, and then ignored the appearance of the two women and other factors, and gave them exactly the same treatment as all the gangsters outside, and even proposed to wait, and after the people inside spoiled the two daughters, they broke down the door and killed them when they were tired.
All kinds of cold-blooded and ruthless, unscrupulous and unscrupulous actions for the sake of success kept coming to mind, these were all conclusions from the thinking of the subordinate personality, but Mo Huang sighed slightly and denied them all.
Mo Huang did not reject these cold-blooded methods, because these were all conclusions from his own other personality, although the personalities were different, they also belonged to themselves, if they couldn't see clearly, Mo Huang would have been ruined when he cultivated the second layer a long time ago.
The reason for denying the construction of yì is more because at this moment Mo Huang's heart is burning with fighting intent, before coming here, Mo Huang still thought many times to seek a higher success rate, but when there is no trace of it, after twelve o'clock, he will be proud of the two hundred years of the future after the wolf is separated, the fanatical war intent in his heart suddenly burned uncontrollably.
A day later, the unprecedented great changes are about to come to the earth, and in the coming era, it is these ancestor-level powerhouses who are shining with their names, they. It is the strongest voice of this era.
And now, he is about to seize the opportunity of one of the ancestor-level powerhouses, occupy the glory that belongs to him in the future, and write his own legend by stepping on the corpse of the immortal wolf of the Flood Desolation before his rebirth.
This kind of sacred moment, Mo Huang can't tolerate himself like a thief, who knows the future and carefully steals the future that does not belong to him.
Gently pushed open the door, looking at the surprised eyes of everyone inside, Mo Huang's face behind the mask showed a firm and fanatical smile.
The strong are to rely on themselves to seize a qiē.
I'm coming, let's fight, there's only between us. The stronger wins.