Looking at Wang San's suddenly cold eyes, Wu Tao already knew something.

Just like the president of River City, he is usually used to being high-minded and likes to use words to explain big truths, but he chose the wrong object and was shot and killed by Wang Sanyi, which was just a waste of a bullet.

Looking at Wang San's expression at the moment, I am afraid that if someone does what he said, he will not ask for his life.

What is Wang San's strength, Wu Tao didn't even bother to guess, he jumped more than five meters high on the spot, how could he guess? He himself was less than two meters.

"So, when will it start?"

"There's no hurry, it'll be soon, it won't be too long, now all we have to do is wait. ”

Wang San looked out the window, looking at the calm city that was not as calm as it seemed to be on the surface, at least in this inner city, it was very calm, so calm that there were basically no people on the street, as for where it went, it was not difficult to guess.

"Dignitaries, you can get news about any trouble, but are things like power, financial resources, and connections really useful in the last days?"

Wang San couldn't help but wonder what these people were doing after knowing the information he provided, but it had nothing to do with him, as long as he didn't get in the way of his own business.

"Here you go, it's almost time for you to take the Beast Core, this thing should be for you to celebrate. ”

Wang San divided the beast core in his hand into two and handed them to Wu Tao, and he also discovered in the past two days that Wu Tao did the most every day was to make any sound out of the air, and if he wanted to break through, it would be the closest.

"You can see that I've touched the threshold for Huajin, and I'm almost at the door. ”

"Getting stronger sooner, there's still a lot of work waiting for us to do. ”

After Wang San gave the beast core to Wu Tao, he said such a sentence, which was somewhat meaningful.

People, the most afraid is that there is no goal, people without goals do not know what to do next, how to live tomorrow, live a chaotic life, a few days ago, Wang San was also like this, but now he has found a goal and is doing it.

"Of course, only when you are strong can you help you more and do more things, I don't help you help anyone. ”

Wu Tao held the beast core and smiled heartily, he knew what Wang San meant when he said that he had a lot of things to do, and he accepted the beast core given by Wang San, and he agreed to it.

"There's a lot to do. ”

Wang San muttered softly, but Wu Tao didn't hear it, but went to the side to compare with a table.

The sound of even breathing came in and out from Wang San's mouth and nose, and after a beast core was thrown into his mouth, Wang San used the method of spitting into internal force little by little to exist in the dantian, and the internal force continued to increase.

The night goes like a breeze, and it comes as white as ink.

Under the orderly rhythm of life of Wang San and the two of them, two days passed quietly, like sand in their fingers, and they inadvertently flowed clean.

The vast majority of the hundreds of thousands of people in the city have been persuaded by the military, and plans are quietly underway, and preparations are underway.

Although what Wang San said was simple, there were still all kinds of things to consider and arrange, so it had been two days, and he hadn't done anything to the zombies.

Wang San is not in a hurry, he is not in a hurry at all, he is spitting every day, turning the beast core into an internal force, or there is no problem with this cultivation, the results are remarkable, and it is very gratifying.

The breath is like a blower that sucks up the air around it, then slowly exhales it, and the cycle repeats.

A trace of internal force is generated from the body and flows into the meridians, and the flow of internal force is disorderly, like a river, where there is a way, it will flow to wherever it goes, and the water flow will decrease after branching, never return, and finally disappear in a certain place.

But the internal force is different, although it flows disorderly to many branch veins, or even does not know which one of the main veins is, the internal force is flowing slowly, like a pool of stagnant water, and it will only move after the new internal force enters.

They flow to all the meridians, but when they reach a certain place, they will fall back, and then flow to other places, and finally slowly enter the dantian and store them, which is slower than a snail crawling, but Wang San is used to it, and it is already very good to be able to increase his strength.

The red blood droplets rushed back and forth between the blood vessels and the heart, heavy and congealed, which was the characteristic of Wang San's blood.

The blood vessels and meridians belong to two different tissues, one is flowing like mercury drop by drop, and the other is slowly moving internal force, and Wang San's strength is also composed of these two parts.

What is the use of both, Wang San only figured out a little, but it will take time to slowly confirm which ones are still there.

In the middle of exhaling and inhaling, Wang San slowly opened his eyes, and his violently undulating chest and abdomen slowly became slighter, and finally became like ordinary breathing.

It was noon, and the most important thing Wang San should do at this time was to cultivate, but today was different, he had already woken up, not that he didn't want to continue, but that he was no longer allowed, and he had to stop.

And the reason for stopping was because of Wu Tao, his movement was too big, so that Wang San couldn't turn a blind eye no matter what.

The movement is not a sound, nor is it any other sound, this movement has no sound, no sound, but even Wang San does not dare to ignore this movement without movement.

Wu Tao is also cultivating, but his cultivation is not the same, Wang San breathes in the air and converts the energy in his muscles into internal force, Wu Tao is different, he does not cultivate internal force, his cultivation is still strong, and the dark energy has reached its peak.

The air seemed to have become heavy, and Wu Tao didn't know when he had an extra knife in his hand, a knife that was not very good, of course, for whether it was smooth or not.

He was practicing the knife, and every move and style was very slow, the knife technique and the knife were naturally ordinary, but in his use it was not ordinary, and every time the knife would seem to be very slow to slash in the air.

But inexplicably, I felt that the air was a little oppressive, and the void that I couldn't see was like ripples on the surface of a lake, spreading out circles and circles.

But Wang San couldn't see it, and neither could Wu Tao, who was immersed in it, he was just practicing the knife, looking focused, and not being affected by external objects.

In Wang San's perception, a piece of air seemed to come to his side, instinctively, Wang San gave way, but a corner of his clothes could not get out of the way, and under Wang San's horrified gaze, it turned into dust and scattered with his movements.

The wooden tables and chairs close to Wu Tao also fell into dust like time corrosion, but Wang San saw that the volume of the tables and chairs had become smaller.

Compared with the tables and chairs that have not been affected, it is so different.

When he looked at Wu Tao again, Wang San found that he stumbled for a moment and then fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

In a flash, Wang San went over and held Wu Tao up, and found that he was really out of strength, he couldn't even stand steadily, and his legs seemed to have lost their bones.

But Wu Tao was laughing, he hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength to laugh, and he didn't even make a sound.

Wang San frowned, then stretched out his hand, picked up a thumb-sized beast core and fed it directly to Wu Tao.