Chapter Seventy-Three: Three Killings and the Way to Death

"No, no!!"

As soon as I heard the familiar sound of inhalation.

Guo Yang's face changed, and a look of horror immediately appeared.

Seeing that the hope of killing Chen Sheng was just around the corner, it was about to be shattered.

This feeling made him almost crazy.

"Give me death!!"

Guo Yang roared violently, his face was as hideous as a demon, the already huge muscles bulged again, and the green tendons on the surface of his skin seemed to burst open.

He desperately tried to gouge out Chen Sheng's heart before he could enter the breathing state.

however

No matter how hard he tries,

Even the arms are constantly shaking.

Chen Sheng's body, which gradually began to bulge, was like a steel wall in front of him, making him unable to advance an inch.

Meanwhile.

A crunch of clicks sounded in front of him.

Chen Sheng, who was originally a head shorter than Guo Yang, continued to rise taller, and the muscles on his body continued to expand.

In the blink of an eye, his height was the same as Guo Yang's, and his body size was even comparable.

He looked at the other with a calm expression.

His eyes were as deep as an ancient well, and although he didn't have any emotion, Guo Yang felt a chill in his heart.

"No, no!"

It's too late.

Guo Yang shook his head and muttered in his mouth.

In his voice, only fear and despair remained.

Martial artists who have entered the state of breathing can increase their physical fitness by one-third in an all-round way.

Just the previous Chen Sheng, he had almost no power to fight back, and he still relied on the advantages brought by the breathing method to exchange injuries for injuries to barely win a chance to kill the other party.

And now, Chen Sheng has also entered the state of breathing.

Run.

You have to run.

Otherwise, you will surely die.

Figure this out.

Guo Yang no longer tried to attack Chen Sheng, but tried to withdraw his hand and quickly flee from here.

however

Chen Sheng's five fingers were like iron hoops, welded to his palm, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't pull them back.

And that's not all.

Even the muscles of his shoulders were constantly tightening, firmly imprisoning Guo Yang's nails.

"Give meβ€”!"

Guo Yang's face was ruthless, and his whole body was constantly exerting force.

Burst!

His left hand was finally successfully pulled out of Chen Sheng's shoulder.

It's just that all the sharp nails have fallen off.

On the palms of his hands, blood was dripping.

Ten fingers to heart.

The intense pain caused bouts of dizziness, making Guo Yang feel like he was going to lose consciousness in the next second.

And one hand.

Guo Yang gritted his teeth and was about to continue to exert his strength.

But at this moment,

Chen Sheng grabbed Guo Yang's palm and gently pushed it forward.

Click!

Guo Yang's palm was instantly bent back ninety degrees.

"Ahh

Guo Yang's facial features were distorted instantly, and a scream broke out directly in his mouth.

But at this moment,

Syllable!

Chen Sheng reached out with his arm and grabbed his cheek directly.

Under the cover of his palms, Guo Yang could only keep his eyes open and constantly make whimpering sounds.

"It's noisy."

There was a coldness in his voice.

The fear in Guo Yang's eyes deepened again.

Chen Sheng slowly let go of Guo Yang's curved palm and let his arm droop.

He raised a finger and gently put it in front of his mouth, signaling Guo Yang to silence.

"Next, I ask, you answer."

"If you don't answer, you'll die."

"Understood?"

At this time, Guo Yang, how dare he say a word in the face of Chen Sheng.

He nodded frantically despite the excruciating pain.

See this,

Chen Sheng let go of his hand.

Plop.

Guo Yang's body was weak, and he knelt directly on the ground and gasped violently.

"Why are you bothering me?"

"The characteristics of the murderer who killed Senior Sister Li are very consistent with you, I am worried that you know that I went to the chemical factory with her, plus I suspect that you have breathing methods and elixirs, so."

Faced with the questioning, Guo Yang did not dare to hesitate at all.

He quickly blurted out his connection to the mysterious organization and his suspicions about Chen Sheng.

"Where is that Mr. Hai now?"

hear out

Chen Sheng asked again.

The other party has repeatedly sent people to disturb his life.

If he is not killed, he will not be able to sleep.

"Mr. Hai has already left Fuhai Province to take charge of the organization in other regions."

"In the entire city of Quanjiang, they don't have many people left, and most of them have already been lurking."

"A few strong ones have already."

Speaking of which.

Guo Yang looked at the two corpses not far away, and the meaning of his words could not be more obvious.

"No matter more, I don't know, he is very strict about things within the organization, and I don't know what the name of this organization is until now."

"Senior Brother Chen, I advise you not to be an enemy of Mr. Hai, he is at least an inbound martial artist."

"Even if you are strong, you are no match for him."

Guo Yang looked at Chen Sheng very sincerely.

It seems that he is really thinking about Chen Sheng.

"Is that so?"

Chen Sheng showed a thoughtful expression.

Then.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before he could speak.

Guo Yang, who was kneeling in front of him, actually began to kowtow directly.

"Senior Brother Chen, please let me go."

"I promise that I will never be an enemy of you in the future, and I will never let my master know about your affairs."

"I can also help you cover."

Guo Yang's head was lying on the ground, his voice trembling, and even a little crying.

however

Where Chen Sheng couldn't see.

The resentment in his eyes was almost overflowing.

The left arm, which was still moving, slowly groped into his arms.

It wasn't until he held a cold and hard object that Guo Yang's eyes showed a hint of joy.

"Senior Brother Chen"

"Please, please let me go."

When he raised his head again, his face instantly returned to a pitiful expression.

In the face of his begging.

Chen Sheng's brows tightened, as if he was thinking.

That's just at this time.

In Guo Yang's eyes, a fierce light appeared.

There is a chance!!

Swish!

The things in his arms were quickly pulled out by him.

It was a pitch-black pistol with a metallic luster, and I don't know where Guo Yang got it.

This was his last reliance.

As early as the time he held the pistol, he had already opened the safe.

At this time, Guo Yang did not hesitate at all, and directly prepared to pull the trigger.

But at this moment.

Swish!

A silver light exploded in front of Guo Yang in an instant.

It was Chen Sheng's fingernails, the light reflected in the moonlight.

Guo Yang's expression froze.

He looked at his arm holding the gun.

The end of the arm, where it should have been the palm of the hand, was now empty.

A large amount of blood was gushing out of the torn fracture and spilling it on the ground.

The blood-stained stone slab looks particularly strange in the moonlight.

Thump.

The broken palm fell not far away, and rolled on the spot a few times before slowly stopping.

"I-"

Guo Yang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But at this moment.

Chen Sheng slowly raised his arms and stretched them to the limit.

Under the bright moonlight, it is like an eagle with its wings spread.

The bulging muscles behind it clumped together, like a grimace from hell.

"That smell of malice in you, it stinks, you know?"

Chen Sheng's faint voice sounded in his ears.

The next second.

His arms suddenly turned into black lines, and he slapped heavily towards Guo Yang's heads on both sides.

Syllable!

The originally round head was instantly transformed into an elliptical under the sweep of the huge force.

Two lines of blood shot out from the ear.

Guo Yang's unspoken words were buried in his body forever.

Three.

As Guo Yang's body fell to the ground, Chen Sheng counted silently.

"Old man."

He shouted towards Zhou Li's room.

Not much.

Squeak.

The wooden door slowly opened.

Zhou Li, whose face was pale, slowly walked out of the house.

Looking inside the backyard,

Stumps and severed arms, blood everywhere.

It's like purgatory on earth.

At the bottom of Zhou Li's heart, he couldn't help but feel a little chilled.

"Boy Chen, you"

He looked at Chen Sheng, and stopped talking.

"Don't look at me like that."

Chen Sheng raised his hands.

At this time, he had already withdrawn from the state of breathing, and he looked like an ordinary young man who was slightly stronger.

"Didn't you say that you want to use your strength to protect the people around you?"

"Look, didn't I protect you?"

Chen Sheng had a relaxed smile on his face.

It's as if everything that just happened was just a trivial matter.

(End of chapter)