Chapter Twenty-Six: Metamorphosis!

"Huh? Still... And gas? ”

"Quick... Get the paramedics in! ”

The referee's finger was across Wu Lianyi's nose, and Wu Lianyi, who found that his body was about to turn into mud, was still breathing weakly, and immediately yelled urgently.

Doctors and nurses are usually stationed in boxing competitions, and when they hear the referee's call, the nurse immediately rushes forward with a stretcher.

"Not dead?"

Hearing the news, Leng Kong's eyes looked back in shock.

The vitality of the Wu clan is really perverted, and it is too resistant.

Being smashed like that by himself, he can still save his life, the toughness and strength of the cell tissues are definitely several times beyond the ordinary, and the bones of the body are definitely harder than steel!

"But it's still a little weaker, and the technology is a little worse, so it's not very fun!"

Leng Kong felt a little puzzled, could it be that the Wu clan spent all their energy on polishing their bodies, so they ignored martial arts?

"Weak?"

"Hehe... Don't underestimate the Wu clan too much, I heard that their younger generation has produced a 100% liberated genius, and he is a madman, you better pray that the Wu clan will not send him next time. ”

Ziyin chuckled.

"Next time?"

Cold Sky notices the keywords in it.

"Well, the Wu clan has a rule, as long as they receive money, they will definitely complete the task, and if they fail, they will continue to send people to follow up until it is completed."

"For more than a thousand years, they have been the most disciplined assassination family."

"Of course, the loss is too great, and no one knows whether they will secretly solve the employer's interrupted task."

"There have been a few in history."

"The goal is too strong, and the Wu clan has died a lot to complete the task.

"The final result is that the employer disappears, and the Wu family continues to the present"

"But these are just speculations, not hard facts."

"So, there is no doubt that the Wu clan will definitely send stronger people to fight against you."

"Stronger?"

The cold sky is like burning fireworks, and the slowly fading Akame turns blood red again,

"Haha... That's where it's fun! ”

"I'll wait for them!"

"Don't win a few games and go crazy, I'm afraid you'll die ugly when you play with this mentality."

Ziyin thought that the mentality of winning a few games in the cold sky floated and warned him.

"I know, it won't!"

Leng Kong feels that he doesn't have to worry about Ziyin at all, as long as he stands in the ring, he will fight with the mentality of either the enemy dies or I die, which is taught by the ice room Ryo experience.

It has nothing to do with being crazy or not.

"Fortunately, the task of the Wu clan is to defeat you in the ring, and you can't use weapons and firearms, otherwise it will be an assassination, and you will die a long time ago."

Ziyin was not at ease, and added another sentence. As the boss of the assassination world, the Wu clan never doubted the strength of the other party.

"Okay, sister, don't talk about it, let's send Leng Jun to the hospital immediately!"

Seeing that Zhu Mei was still talking nonsense about Leng Kong, and Leng Kong didn't take the injuries on his body seriously, Zhu Mei, who was standing next to him, was anxious to cry again.

"Got it, look at the heartache."

Ziyin saw this.

beckoned back to Koizumi-chan, who was still negotiating with the short and fat lewd man, and the group walked out of the underground parking lot amid the wild shouts of the crowd.

Entered the hospital and came out wrapped into rice dumplings.

In fact, the cold air injury is not serious, just rub some medicine, and stitch and bandage the serious parts.

But I can't stand the enthusiasm of the two Ziyin sisters, saying that if it's so good, it can also avoid infection.

Zhu Mei was worried that she was real, after all, her pear blossom with rain expression couldn't be faked.

But Ziyin, Leng Kong suspected that she was afraid that she would leave a scar and affect her beauty.

In the end, except for the thighs, Leng Kong's upper body and head were bandaged, and only the eyes remained.

After returning home, Zhu Mei was worried that eating in the cold air would crack her newly stitched lips, so she instructed the kitchen to stir all kinds of meat, vegetables, fruits, and milk into a mixed juice, and then insert a straw, and put a bucket full of it in front of the cold air.

As a heavy muscle controller, she has been studying this muscle-building mixture for a long time, and she just wants to become a high-level muscle person one day and enjoy it for herself.

Watching the girl move her mouth, the meal turned into this unappetizing paste in front of her, and Leng Kong suddenly felt as if she had returned to the period of gaining muscle.

"Hiccup..."

The unbearable taste memory poured out again, and before I could eat it, I burped in the cold air.

I wanted to say I wouldn't eat it, but I was embarrassed to refuse when I was stared at by the girl's big black eyes, and I really needed to replenish my energy after the fierce battle.

Done!

It's a bittersweet memory.

Holding the finger-thick straw, the "bang" is a sharp suck, and the indescribable taste of the mixed juice quickly submerges into his mouth.

"Ahh This tastes... I... I'll go..."

I hadn't drunk it for a while, and it felt like it was more difficult to swallow, but the task of replenishing the body's energy was finally completed.

"I'll eat well, let's go back to the house first."

He didn't need to wipe his mouth, he stood up after drinking the cold air, he couldn't wait to absorb the physical characteristics of the Wu family.

"Ahh Then Leng Jun, you go back and have a good rest. ”

"I'll prepare you a big meal tomorrow."

Zhu Mei's eyes are crooked and her smile is sweet.

But Leng Kong looks like a little devil in his eyes.

He really didn't want to drink this kind of meal anymore.

The same, the same drink, is countless times more delicious than this mixture, anyway, I have a strong digestion ability, and I can drink it.

"No, aren't you going to the academy tomorrow?"

"Leave me alone, I'd like to sleep in tomorrow."

"Also, if you're injured, you need to have a good rest."

Zhu Mei looked at the housekeeper: "Then Sang Lao, you have to help me take good care of Leng Jun." ”

"Yes, Second Miss!"

"According to your specifications, I will ask the kitchen to prepare 10 copies tomorrow."

The housekeeper smiled very peacefully, and the peaceful cold empty wanted to give him a slap in the face, and it was best to be wrapped into zongzi like himself.

"Whatever."

Thinking that the physical characteristics of the Wu family were still waiting for their pampering, Leng Kong didn't bother to worry about the food problem, and walked out of the restaurant without taking a few steps with his thighs.

Go back to your room, lock the door, and get into bed to concentrate.

In the next moment, the spirit body appeared in the pure white space.

"Let me take a look at the results of the Wu family's 1,300 years of genetic improvement."

Looking at the ball of light floating in the center of the square, the cold sky couldn't wait to touch it.

The ball of light expands to reveal two options.

1: Empirical body

2: Physical characteristics

Do you still need to think about this?

Without the slightest hesitation, Leng Kong poked his finger at option 2.

At the end of the choice, the light cluster quickly melted into the palm of the hand like a drop of water, and the consciousness instantly returned to the body from the pure white space.

"Ahh

Before his eyes opened, Leng Kong felt as if his body was being roasted on a fire, and he immediately let out a terrible scream.

When the consciousness is fully awake, the sensation is clearer,

The body is hot as if it has been stuffed into the furnace, no... Instead of being stuffed into a furnace, a red-hot furnace exploded directly in the body, burning every cell around the body.

The skin under the straps is red and bloody in the heat, like a cooked lobster.

The endless inhuman pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, reaches the soul, and makes the cold air, which has long been accustomed to any injury, be uncomfortable and squeezed together, and the face is distorted to the point that it does not look like a human being.

"Hehe..."

The throat also let out an irrepressible low cry of pain.

If you don't live in a single villa, the sound insulation is good, which will alarm the rest of the manor.