642 Training 2
'You like her?' Black Sath spoke again.
"No, I just admire her more than those two seeds. Garon shook his head.
'Those two seeds?' Black Sath didn't understand, he didn't know what Ludaugaron had done at school before.
Garon smiled and didn't reply.
"Aisaro's skills have surpassed the scope of ordinary people, even reaching the level of bald heads. It's just self-taught, what if I give her a little direction?"
You're so bored. "There are so many geniuses in the world, I think you're too boring." ’
"Perhaps. Garon didn't tell Hesas that he could see the difference between the Arisa Aisaro sisters, he didn't mean to explain, he just planted a little foreshadowing. Maybe you can use it later.
"It's time for us to go back. ”
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"Hosiman!!!"
A mad roar.
The strong black man swung his dagger and lunged at the bespectacled Hosiman, his movements like the wind, extremely fast, and even brought a faint phantom.
In a vacant lot near a garbage dump, Hosiman leaned quietly on the side of a black car, wearing a black trench coat and looking coldly at the black man who rushed over.
Boom!
A side kick swept across Hosiman's right side and slammed into the black man's waist with precision, knocking him to the ground.
It was a tall, bald, muscular man with shiny white muscles like metal. A hard and terrifying hue. He collided with his fists and walked out with a sinister smile. Pick up the black man on the ground.
"What a fool! to dare to rebel against the mighty Lord Hosiman. The white bald man laughed. He grabbed the black man's neck with his right hand and squeezed it, and the whole thing was like pinching a chicken. With a click, the black man's neck bone was directly pinched, and the look in his eyes quickly dimmed.
Hosiman lowered his head and lit a cigarette and took a soft puff.
"Is there anything else you haven't done?"
"No, this is the last one. The white man bowed his head and replied respectfully, he was a murderer chosen by the family, but he never obeyed the personal command of any family. At this time, he bowed down to the man in front of him like a sheep.
"The plan of the adults should be able to be implemented smoothly. ”
"There will always be disobedient things jumping out," Hosiman said lightly, "There have been a lot of people in the jurisdiction who have been attacked recently, you can take people on patrol." If you have trouble, dispose of it directly. The situation seems to have been a bit chaotic lately. ”
"Yes. ”
Hosiman turned and pulled the door and sat sideways.
Looking out the window at the slowly moving view of the city in the distance, Hosiman closed his eyes slightly.
"Investigate the information of the weirdos who attacked us last night. ”
The driver in front nodded silently. There was no sound.
Hosiman fell into thought slightly. He could feel that his secret martial arts had gradually reached an inexplicable point, and the feeling of constantly evolving himself in strength was so intoxicating. Just last night, when he was inspecting his subordinate branches, he actually encountered someone attacking, all of them were the kind of guys who were very strong and good at using firearms, and several capable subordinates couldn't resist it.
Hosiman was able to stabilize the situation by killing several people on the spot, but the origin of these people is unknown.
Looking out the window at the slowly accelerating scenery. He gradually fell into deep thought.
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"If there's any more garbage like this, just kill it. Dam stomped on the face of the man lying on the ground. His face was full of disgust. He was dressed in a bright red unisex outfit, with two large black letters embroidered on his shoulders, which were exactly half of Dahm's combinations.
The more than a dozen tall and strong men around him bowed their heads one after another, and their faces responded with a slight hint of fear.
"Drag him out of the house. Dam kicked the man on the head at his feet and kicked it directly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
A strong man hurriedly dragged away the people on the ground.
The rest of the group gathered around Dam and sat down in the main seat of the room.
Dahm's face is becoming more and more feminine, and his whole person seems to exude a feminine temperament all the time, but there is no feminine softness, but the kind of stiff water chestnut horns.
Although his temperament is becoming more and more neutral, the edges and corners of the man on his face are still the same. He also wore bright red lipstick, light purple eyeshadow, and a thin layer of foundation on his face. The ears were also pierced and two good-natured diamond stud earrings were worn.
"Recently, there have been people who have been randomly invading our headquarters, and I really don't know whether to live or die. The government has sent enough people to assist us in our actions, but I have simply refused. It just so happens that I lack some experimental materials, and my phaseless waterfowl fist has not been completely perfected, so I just need some living people to try it myself. ”
His voice deliberately emitted a falsetto voice that did not resemble a male voice, sharp and harsh, and it was creepy to hear.
"Marshal Dam, those who break in are very fast, we have heard from some sources that it is rumored that they are most likely members of the McKarl Group, and there is a huge force behind them. ”
"Huge?" said Damm, chuckling. He already knew the identities of the intruders, and he had just learned from the family that the McCal Group was now ambitious and wanted to expand aggressively, and they belonged to the gray company, half black and half hundred.
"There are still people who want to fight against us?" Dam stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers. "The McCal Group hired some mercenaries, thinking that they would be able to win by breaking the rules? ”
"But these are just minor troubles, mainly on the Horsiman side. Dam looked at the strong woman sitting at the table at the back of the darkest.
"Horseman's side has also been attacked now, but I don't know who the opponent is. The woman hastened to reply.
Damm rubbed his chin, as if looking for an unshaven beard.
The subordinates around him all looked at him in fear, for fear that something would suddenly go wrong with him. Dam is notoriously moody. The slightest disobedience may make people angry, and many times he just pats you lightly with his hand, and you may urinate blood when you go back. Then the next day kidney failure lies in the hospital forever.
It is rumored that he and Hosiman are both from an organization called the Fighting Society, and both have become the leaders of the younger generation of their respective families, taking most of the family's property, and some of their disobedient subordinates have also been replaced by their people.
"Where's that cute little apple?" asked Dam.
"She's safely out of the U.S. and has now been delivered to Asia by our guys. We don't know exactly where it is. One of his subordinates quickly replied.
"I'd love to see what Hosiman's expression would be like after this incident," a smile tugged at the corner of Dam's mouth.
He didn't notice that his skin was getting whiter and clearer.
Illusion of white jade, the fourth layer of illusion. Coupled with the rooting and germination of the seeds in his body, his whole body has unconsciously merged with his spirit, reaching an unprecedented level of strength.
"Marshal! someone is challenging again!" the shouts of subordinates were faintly heard outside the door. "It's Redman, the underground champion of the belt over there in Eastern Europe. ”
Dam stood up.
"Looks like there's another test subject to die for the bounty," he licked his lips. With everyone standing up and looking down, quickly walked out of the conference room.
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Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a year since Garon returned to school.
He doesn't go to the fighting club much anymore, and more often than not, he doesn't live in the dormitory anymore. Instead, he came out alone and rented a house to live in.
In addition to the normal daily classes. He gradually hid himself and kept a low profile, and his main energy was focused on dreaming practice, and the first step was to keep training himself and feel that he was dreaming, which was enough for him to be stuck for several months.
Maybe his talent in this area is really not very good. This kind of progress did disappoint him.
And from his intelligence network of the Nighthawk Mercenary Group in the mercenary world, rumors of a mysterious organization called the Fighting Club have faintly begun to circulate in the current mercenary world.
It is rumored that all of the fighters in the fighting club are elite masters, and one of them was killed by manslaughter shortly before Sedon in the fighting club. And after the complete disappearance, the rumors of the martial arts club became more and more widespread.
Sedon in the case of being shot at. directly killed six people in a row, and disappeared unharmed after the most reluctance. Killing six in a row when the other party has a gun is undoubtedly a fierce wave in the entire fighting world mercenary world.
In addition, not to mention Dam and Hosiman from the fighting club, both of whom are extremely fierce and terrifying characters, and their skills are even beyond the power of firearms, which has reached the point of inhumanity.
As the two grow in fame and strength, so do rumors about the legacy of the mysterious and powerful martial arts club. The school's martial arts club has gradually become an empty shell when several people have left and gone, but despite this, there are still many people who come here.
Garon didn't expect this to happen, the reason why Damhorsiman is so powerful and progresses so fast is actually due to him, and the amount of power they use is largely based on his soul seed.
At this time, the conflict of the blood clan did not involve this state, or many states in this direction did not seem to have the slightest movement, as if the civil war of the blood clan was simply a matter of another world.
Garon ignored the slowly changing events, and his whole mind was focused on practicing the technique of perceiving dreams. The success rate is not very high, only about three out of ten times successful, and it is necessary to constantly emphasize before going to bed that you are about to fall asleep and dream, but this suggestion does not seem to have a significant effect.
Hesas proposed some medication to assist him, but was rejected by Galleon.
Hesas proposes another method, which is to concentrate on his hands. Before going to bed, carefully remember the details of your hands, and when you reach sleep, you only need to have one thought, and that is to look at your hands.
This method seemed to be more effective, and after several attempts, Garon slowly felt that the success rate increased.
It's just that sometimes he is distracted by inexplicable associations and strange visions in his dreams, and then he drifts away somewhere.
Unfortunately, he can't enter the dream world anytime and anywhere, and can only enter when he wants to rest, otherwise his body's biological clock will be disturbed. (To be continued......)