How many hours?

Zhang Beixing pondered in his heart, Leng Bing's previous strength was actually not weak.

Before he came to the country of Ukraine, he was already a B-level martial artist himself, and he was only a little bit away from a first-class martial artist, and he could go to the next level at any time.

And because he came out of the army, his overall quality should be strengthened.

Ordinary first-class martial artists collide with him, and if he really encounters that kind of life and death situation, it is not necessarily who has the last laugh in the end.

In the fight to the death, the classification of martial artists is really not the only criterion for identifying strength.

Sometimes, something else can be the difference between the odds.

Cold soldiers happen to be this kind of person.

The security personnel who saw those buildings at the Lanxi branch had already become grandmaster-level martial artists through McRie's experiment, and the cold soldiers had passed this experiment......

Zhang Beixing is quite looking forward to how strong he will be in the future.

If there is a book, it is long, and if there is no book, it is short.

Zhang Beixing and the others were chatting at the door, and soon the time passed.

Strange noises began to be heard in the room.

The sound of crackling was endless.

These cacophony voices interrupted Zhang Beixing's chat, and everyone's eyes converged on this wooden door.

The thin wooden door seemed so unreliable, as if it was about to be torn apart, and a monster burst out of it.

One minute, two minutes......

More than ten minutes passed.

The wooden door was not broken, but the movement inside was quieter, and there was basically no sound to be heard.

"Has the experiment always been like this?"

Zhang Beixing asked, a little puzzled.

McClee shook her head calmly.

"No, this hasn't happened before."

"In previous experiments, the subject was tied to the operating table and then anesthetized, and the whole process was spent under anesthesia."

"When the subject wakes up, the effect of the anesthesia will disappear, and the person will have already calmed down by then."

McRie explained, shrugging her shoulders helplessly towards Zhang Beixing, "But as you can see, there are no anesthetics here, and there is no operating table, and the conditions are not sufficient, so this is the only way." ”

McClee's words were like a point, and he said to Zhang Beixing, "You are here, what does it matter if you have anesthesia or not?" ”

Also.

Zhang Beixing did not refute this sentence.

Even if Leng Bing went crazy and rushed in front of him, the big deal was just a matter of him slapping down.

Is there anyone in this world who can withstand a slap in the face?

I haven't seen it yet.

After another ten minutes or so, Zhang Beixing didn't wait, and planned to open the door and go in to have a look.

Twist the doorknob.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Caught off guard, the door was so fragile, just let Zhang Beixing touch the doorknob, and the whole door collapsed directly to the ground.

The loud movement attracted the attention of the people inside the door.

The figure's face turned sharply, staring at it.

It was a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at Zhang Beixing deadly, without too much rational look in his eyes, only indifferent eyes.

It looks like a biological instinct, and there is no thought of its own.

But unexpectedly, it didn't make any moves, just looked at this side, but didn't make any moves, as if it had some scruples.

Zhang Beixing walked directly into the house and soon came to his side.

Seeing Zhang Bei walking forward, he instinctively wanted to retreat and dodge.

But Zhang Beixing grabbed his wrist very quickly and didn't let him leave.

"What's going on, how can you be like a fool? I don't know anyone anymore? ”

Seeing Leng Bing's blank eyes now, Zhang Beixing knew that it was broken.

This kid's brain seems to be useless.

I can't even recognize myself, which is obviously a problem.

Zhang Beixing is not arrogant, all over the world, there are many people who don't know him, and the ratio of knowing and not knowing is about ten to two or three.

But in Great Xia, Zhang Beixing can now almost become a household name.

In the past six months or so, Daxia has spared no effort to publicize Zhang Beixing, and there is no one in the entire Daxia who does not know Zhang Beixing.

Of course, Leng Bing knew him better, and 80 percent of Leng Bing's tasks this time were related to him.

As a result, such a person doesn't know himself?

This can only mean that there is something wrong with the memory.

At this time, Zhang Beixing wanted to call McCley over and ask what the situation was.

It's just out of concern for McClee's safety that Zhang Beixing didn't call her over.

McClair is too important.

If it was lost in Ukraine because of a friendly soldier's accidental injury, because of a misunderstanding, then Zhang Beixing would have to regret it until his intestines were blue.

Grabbing Leng Bing's wrist, Zhang Beixing's hand was like a huge plice, slowly increasing the strength in his hand.

The look on the face of the cold soldier who felt the terrifying power gradually began to change.

From the initial confusion and jealousy, I became a little panicked and uneasy.

By now, it has directly evolved into anger and fear.

He looked at Zhang Beixing's eyes full of fear, why can this man have so much strength!

It's like you've been caught by a machine, and there's no way to break free.

If you can't break free, forget it, it hurts terribly!

"Don't stare at me, you can't beat me, wake up quickly, if you don't wake up, I'll treat you as dementia."

Zhang Beixing's flower language is the threat of Chiguoguo, which is not at all eased.

Zhang Beixing was extremely surprised in his heart at this time.

He really didn't expect that just a potion would go down, and this cold soldier would really enter the house!

The current cold soldier is the strongest person in the world except for him.

Grand Master!

Yes, Grand Master!

Regardless of whether there is water in this great grandmaster, how much illusory there is in the strength that has suddenly improved.

But the current realm is indeed here!

Zhang Beixing, who grabbed his wrist, is now extremely sure, this kid is now in the realm of a great grandmaster!

When a martial artist reaches the Grand Master, the entire person's body structure will undergo certain changes.

This includes, but is not limited to, various sensations, as well as some slight displacements of the internal organs of the body.

The most important thing is that when you become a great grandmaster, there will be some inexplicable qi in your body that communicates with heaven and earth.

can really guide the martial artists of the Great Grandmaster realm to begin to transform from the outside to the inside.

If Zhang Beixing was an individual case before, it doesn't prove anything.

Now the appearance of cold soldiers is not an exception, right?

According to Zhang Beixing's feelings, even if this guy doesn't have the ability to actively control, just passively feel, he is already controlling his body instinctively and communicating with heaven and earth.

"I really don't know, if Xu Feng knew that you had reached the Great Grandmaster realm so easily, how annoyed he, a half-step Great Grandmaster, would be."

Zhang Beixing shook his head and smiled.

Although Xu Feng has never said it himself, as long as he is a discerning person, he can see that Xu Feng has a heart in his heart that he wants to become a great grandmaster.

Not only does he want to become a great grandmaster, he also wants to become the second great grandmaster powerhouse in the world after Zhang Beixing!

This idea has taken deep root in Xu Feng's heart.

Now that hope is completely dashed.

Zhang Beixing can only hope that Xu Feng's ability to resist pressure is still very good.

Tsk, seeing that the goal of his efforts was directly taken down by someone first.

Maybe he couldn't be so calm when he changed to the north.

"Cold soldiers! Don't sleep, hurry up and take back your mind for me, or I'll throw you to destroy yourself. ”

"Wake up!"

Zhang Beixing's voice spread like a silent sound wave, circle by circle.

The sound is getting louder.

Obviously, I only said it three times.

The whole room felt like there was a response, and the sound was endless.

Leng Bing was stunned by the shouting.

A look flashed in his eyes.

This sudden flash of expression allowed Zhang Beixing to capture it accurately.

"Looks like it's still working."

Zhang Beixing smiled.

It's good if it works, what Zhang Beixing is afraid of is that this special thing doesn't work, that's the trouble.

Zhang Beixing doesn't ink either, but if he can't wake up after shouting twice, then shout a few more.

If you really can't do it, you will do it directly, and it will always be useful if you play it neatly.

"Since you don't wake up, then there is no way, I only have to use the means."

Zhang Beixing was not polite at all, and before he started, he also maintained the dignity of the cold soldiers.

Looking at the group of people who were watching the excitement at the door, Zhang Beixing just waved his hand casually.

This group of people immediately didn't dare to continue looking, so they hurriedly put away their eyes and found a way to find trouble for themselves.

The doorway was clear.

Only McCley was still standing in the doorway, watching the situation inside.

Zhang Beixing didn't pay attention to McRie who was still at the door, she just let her see it if she wanted to, anyway, this potion was provided by McRily, if she didn't let people see it, Zhang Beixing felt that she couldn't say anything.

Syllable!

The hot thing is a slap, without any hesitation, just a slap on the hand.

Crisp and pleasant.

The slap immediately woke up Leng Bing's somewhat numb and sluggish eyes.

Zhang Beixing didn't ink at all, seeing that it was effective, he slapped it again after a happy heart.

The second slap came up, and the force was more than doubled.

slapped him directly and slapped him dizzy.

The clearer eyes also increased the strength of the outfit because of this, and they were directly dizzy.

When he finally recovered, the clarity in Leng Bing's eyes was already visible to the naked eye.

It's just that the face is already swollen a lot.

It's a pity that a person who has just achieved the level of a great grandmaster martial artist is already a big figure outside.

As a result, they were slapped one after another in this small room, not too miserable.

When the somewhat dazed eyes began to regain some consciousness, the mind became a little clearer.

He wanted to speak, but his throat was like a blade stuck at this moment, and it was so difficult.

There was no way to speak.

My face hurts, too.

It hurts all over my body.

Now the pain in my body is only slightly better than when I was beaten by someone in the organization before.

The pain in my face was even worse than before.

Who's beating him!

He was speechless.

When the object in front of him was a little clearer, he saw a familiar face.

Zhang ...... Minister Zhang ......"

He squeezed out the words with all his might.

He couldn't speak at all now, but when he saw Zhang Beixing in front of him.

He figured out a lot of things at once.

At this time, Zhang Beixing was the only one who was willing to come and had the ability to come here to rescue him.

His hope can only be Zhang Beixing alone.

When he saw Zhang Beixing in front of him, Leng Bing couldn't help but burst into tears.

Hells knows what kind of devilish life he has been living all this time.

Seeing Zhang Beixing was like seeing the dawn of doom coming to an end at this time.

It's just that......

"Minister Zhang, stop fighting!!"

A slap was slapped in the face, and Leng Bing only felt that Venus was about to be fanned out of his head.

What the hell!

Why did Minister Zhang make a move on him?

Aren't we all on the same head?

I can't figure it out, Leng Bing can't figure it out at all.

Seeing that the next palm was about to hit again, Zhang Beixing stopped.

"Are you awake?"

"Wake up, you don't know, just now you were like losing your mind, smashing things everywhere and beating people, you look at this mess, you drove it out."

Zhang Beixing said with a smile, giving Leng Bing an explanation.

Leng Bing looked around.

It is indeed the same as Zhang Beixing said, there are scattered things everywhere on the ground, and his clothes are also tattered.

It seems to be doing it yourself.

It's just that you're talking about beating people......

This point made Leng Bing's face show a very suspicious look.

This is damn.

"Minister Zhang, with you, can I really beat someone?"

Faced with Leng Bing's soul questioning, Zhang Beixing directly ignored the past, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Tell me about your current situation, how do you feel, is it full of strength?"

Zhang Beixing refused to answer Leng Bing's question, what is the use of answering? Could it be that Leng Bing still plans to retaliate and come back?

Unless this kid doesn't want to mix up at all.

Zhang Beixing is now very interested in this experimental subject who has just been promoted to the combat power of the Great Grandmaster.

If it weren't really seriously injured and dying, there was no way, Zhang Beixing really didn't want to inject him.

As long as Leng Bing goes back, follow the real exercises of contacting him.

It may take a little longer to become a Grand Master, but there should be no problem until the age of fifty.

There are already twenty-year-old martial artists, and the speed of training is also much faster.

Zhang Beixing asked himself, and his vision has been very good for more than a year.

Basically, as long as Zhang Beixing can look at it, the final results are generally not too bad.

At the very least, I can mix a grandmaster.

Leng Bing faced Zhang Beixing's question and thought about it carefully.

"I did feel a lot of power, but I felt like I couldn't control it." (End of chapter)