When I returned to the fat man's residence, I found that Fengchun had not returned, and the two of them still watched it with relish, and discussed the plot in one sentence.

Pang Qing pulled the fat man and asked him if Feng Laozi's condition was not very serious? Doesn't watching this kind of video affect his body?

The fat man said that this was what he wanted to watch, and when watching this kind of video, Feng Laozi's condition was actually somewhat relieved.

Pang Qing was speechless, what is this? Suppressive drug?

Coming to the kitchen, Pang Qing took out the air-dried vegetables and meat he had bought before from the storage space, and when he went to the vegetable market just now, he found that there was no one selling vegetables anywhere.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

On the side, he also found the food that the fat men had bought.

It was still early, he went to the fat man's room, locked the door, and took out a milky white spiritual stone from the storage space.

I put it in the palm of my hand and looked at it carefully, and found that its shape was exactly the same as the two I had obtained before, except that the milky white color was darker than the previous two.

I think the two were absorbed before.

Pang Qing couldn't understand that this egg-sized spiritual energy stone was so expensive, it needed 100,000 pieces, if it was calculated according to the income from his previous construction site, he would need to save money for at least a year to buy one.

Moreover, it is said that this psionic stone can only be sold by the Martial Artists Association, and they are the only ones in the entire Great Xia Empire who have a way to make psionic stones, so it can be said that they are the only one.

Feeling the changes in the cells of his body that were pleasantly affected by the appearance of the Psionic Stone, Pang Qing smacked his lips.

It's a bit expensive, but as long as you can improve your strength, it's nothing.

"System?"

[Yes, host! 】

"Open my panel!"

[Host: Pang Qing]

[Age: 20]

[Constitution: A-grade Sky Beetle Defense]

[Strength: Seven Oxen (One Ox is equal to a thousand catties)]

[Exclusive Skill: Three-stage Change, Berserk]

[Temporary Skill: 90 times]

[Weapon: Falling Star Knife]

【Martial Arts: Sky Strike】

[Store points: 20,000 points]

Pang Qing carefully looked at the information about himself displayed on it.

Seeing that there were still 20,000 points left, Pang Qing did not hesitate to exchange 10,000 of them for a psionic converter.

A minute later, looking at the spiritual energy converter that couldn't reach his waist, the corners of Pang Qing's eyes twitched.

At first, he thought that the psionic converter was a huge machine the size of a room. I didn't expect it to be only to his waist.

"System? Are you sure this is really the psionic converter I'm going to exchange? ”

[Back to the host!] This is a low-level psionic changer! 】

"Low-level? How can such a small converter hold a Zerg corpse? ”

Looking at the entrance about thirty centimeters above the converter's head, Pang Qing was speechless.

[Because it's a low-level psionic converter, you can't place corpses yet.] 】

"What? Didn't you tell me before that the psionic converter can compress the corpses of the zerg and convert them into psionic liquid? Why can't you put the Zerg corpses now? ”

Pang Qing's face was shocked, and he had a feeling of being deceived.

[Yes, but that's only a function that mid-level psionic transformers have, and low-level can only convert cerebellars.] 】

it! What the hell, I was actually deceived by the system?

Pang Qing held back his anger, "Then what should I do?" Can you turn a low-level psionic converter into a mid-level converter? ”

【Points Upgrade!】 】

"How many points do I need?"

[20,000 points! 】

Pang Qing's face was calm, "Then, can I get a refund?" ”

System: "......"

......

Ten minutes later! Pang Qing looked at the psionic liquid in the test tube, which was less than half of the nail cover.

It's green and looks full of life.

He opened the cap of the bottle, took it to his nose and smelled it, and an intoxicating fragrance immediately burst out of it and wafted into his mind.

Pang Qing's spirit was shocked, his body trembled, and a kind of luxury and desire jumped out from the depths of his soul.

As if longing for the psionic liquid in the test tube, the cells in his body began to agitate, and his pores began to frantically absorb the green psionic energy floating in the air.

Pang Qing was shocked, he had never had an emotion, this was an emotion of extreme need and greed.

Then he blushed and suppressed this emotion.

After recovering the test tube, Pang Qing's greedy mood slowly disappeared.

Picked up the test tube and shook it lightly in the air, smacking his lips.

He didn't expect that this psionic liquid, which had been replaced by all his little brain worms, would have such a huge attraction to his body.

No, it should be against the martial arts.

Then he put away the test tube and walked out of the room.

He didn't want to use it now, he wanted to keep it while he was ready to break through, so that he could bring out its full value.

In the humble living room, the two were still watching the video, and Fengchun still hadn't come back.

Pang Qing looked at the time, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, he looked at the sky again and found that the sky was already dark.

It usually gets dark at seven o'clock, but now it's dark at five o'clock, and I think it's a cloudy day.

The fat man got up and drank a sip of water, as if he saw Pang Qing's Danchun, and immediately said:

"It's okay! He should be on his way back, don't worry! ”

That was said, but Pang Qing was still relieved.

Then the fat man asked him to accompany the old man Feng, and he went into the kitchen.

......

As the sky grew darker, a bloodied teenager ran on a sparsely populated sidewalk.

Under the dim street lamp, the boy accidentally fell to the ground, and his forehead made intimate contact with the ground.

When he looked up, a dark red bag swollen.

But as if he didn't feel the pain, the boy got up and ran, holding two bottles of medicine tightly in his arms, the white vials of which had been stained red with blood in his hands.

The boy rushed into a dark alley.

This teenager is Feng Chun who came to the hospital to pick up medicine.

Ten minutes later, a group of seven or eight big men came to the place where the boy had fallen just now.

The people on the sidewalk, seeing this scene, also sped up their pace to leave here.

Among this group, the leader was a middle-aged man with black hair and flat shoulders, who looked a little thin at one meter and eight meters, and was not at the same level as the seven big men who followed behind him.

The middle-aged man had a feminine face, fair skin, and a pair of viper-like pupils fell on the blood marks of the boy on the ground.

"Boom—"

"You can't escape! Watch Lao Tzu kill you! How dare you escape? ”

Cold words came out of his mouth.

A little brother behind him said cautiously:

"Brother Gang! Doesn't Scar Ye want people to live? If we accidentally kill him, how will we explain to Scar Master then? ”

Suddenly, a slender white arm pinched the throat of the little brother like lightning.

The cold voice sounded again, "My Wang has just done things, and I have my own measure, and it is not your turn to make irresponsible remarks!" ”

The arm was forced, and the little brother who spoke was immediately lifted into the air, and his feet were off the ground.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong, wrong, Brother Gang, forgive, forgive, me! ”

The little brother's face turned red, his voice was hoarse, and he said with difficulty.

Only then did the rest of the younger brothers behind him react, and they all looked frightened, not daring to step forward or speak.

"Spare you? Boom! Do you think I don't know you're an undercover agent sent by Fat Dragon? I'm a mortal enemy with the fat dragon! Do you think I'm going to let you go? "

Clicks–

The little brother's neck was crooked, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

"Boom—"

"What Lord Scar needs is for people to live, but it doesn't say that he needs a complete person to live! Even if I cut off his hands and feet, as long as he is not dead and still has a breath, I can still explain to Scar! Boom! ”

Without looking at the corpse on the ground, Wang Gang rushed into the dark alley where Feng Chun had fled just now.

Hearing this, the bodies of the little brothers behind him couldn't help but tremble, and they all saw fear in each other's eyes, thinking that this was not the first time Wang Gang had done this?

In the end, a few people had no choice but to follow and rush into the alley together.

Feng Chunqiang endured the pain of broken ribs and held his grandfather's medicine bottle with both hands.

This was the last medicine, because all the doctors and nurses in the town's crisis hospital were sent to the front line with the team to stop the insect tide, and all the medicines were taken.

If it weren't for the attending doctor who suddenly turned back to get something, he might not really be able to get the medicine.

At this time, Fengchun's face was pale, sweating profusely, and he was panting as he ran.

Ahem –

He staggered, a mouthful of blood coughed up from his throat, and he felt a burning pain in his lungs, as if he were on fire.

His eyes were red, and he forced his body to move.

The dark alleys lead in all directions, twisting and turning.

Feng Chun couldn't remember how far he had run, nor could he remember where the direction of his home was, he only remembered to escape.

"Boom—"

"I told you you couldn't escape!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him, getting closer and closer.

Feng Chun was startled, and just wanted to speed up, but the pain in his chest made his face distort, and his steps were stunned.

Bang –

The next moment, Feng Chun flew upside down like a kite with a broken line.

Bang –

The body slammed against a wall.

Feng Chun vomited blood from his mouth, cracks appeared in his internal organs, two ribs were broken again, and his body slipped to the ground like mud.

His consciousness began to fog, and the pain in his body made it impossible for him to move.

Wang Gang appeared in front of Feng Chun's eyes with a sinister smile.

"Didn't you tell you not to run away? You just won't listen, now it's okay, I can only cut off your hands and feet! ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and his right hand turned into a sharp machete.

"Boom—"

The right hand swung down sharply, and the place aimed at Feng Chun's legs.

Ahh

A terrible scream rang out in the dark alley.

"This? What is it? ”