"Woooooooo..."
The young reporter kept struggling, but unfortunately he was now tied up and fixed to a chair. What was the use of meaningless resistance?
What's more, Wang Jing is a mutant in the First Immortal Realm. With just a touch from him, the young reporter couldn't move and could only let the other party stick the needle into his carotid artery.
Maybe Wang Jing was doing this just now when he suddenly received a call from Fatty and hurried over.
I have to say that this young reporter's luck is quite good.
If Qin Yang hadn't been here, the chance of his whole body exploding and dying would have been over 90%.
An ordinary person's chance of surviving the ravages of medicine is pitifully small.
But now that Qin Yang is here, he will not let Wang Jing harm the life of an innocent person, but it is not the most critical moment yet.
Moreover, Qin Yang also wanted to see what happened when the cell mutation agent broke out, so he calmly and attentively observed the changes that took place in the young reporter.
Wang Jing didn't know if he had any perverted habits, but at this time he actually tore the rag out of the young reporter's mouth, causing him to take a few deep breaths.
"You bastards, shameless people, you...ah!"
After calming down for a while, the young reporter immediately started to curse.
But the next moment he felt a strong pain in his body, which made him scream in agony.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The outbreak of cell mutation drugs was very fast. At this time, the young reporter could no longer say anything else.
The intense pain caused him to scream in agony.
I don't know if he regretted it at this time. He regretted that he was so hot-blooded that he wanted to come here to investigate and collect evidence of the other party's crime.
"Scream, the louder you shout, the more excited we will be!"
Wang Jing was obviously immersed in the screams of the other party, but the words he said made Qin Yang next to him frown.
"It's you, not us!"
Qin Yang couldn't help but remind him, which made Wang Jing stunned for a moment, but he was not as excited as before.
He obviously realized that the adult next to him might not like to see such a tragic scene.
"Yes Yes!"
Wang Jing nodded quickly, pondered for a moment and then said: "If you don't like it, I still have a bag of good tea. How about we go up and have some tea and have a rest?"
I thought that the altar owner of the Flood Altar came from the Feirenzhai headquarters and would like such bloody scenes. Unexpectedly, the flattery hit the horse's feet. Wang Jing wanted to find something to make up for it.
"It's okay, let's see the results first."
However, this time Qin Yang did not follow his words, leaving Wang Jing not knowing what to say. He could only say nothing and observe the reporter's changes.
A few minutes passed quickly, and the cell mutation agent became more and more intense, making the blood vessels under the young reporter's skin begin to become more and more obvious.
The blood vessels on the reporter's face looked a little scary, and the eyes were protruding outwards, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets at any time.
"I can't stand it any longer!"
Not only did Qin Yang come from the past, he also witnessed several people who exploded and died under the cell mutation agent, so after he was sure in his heart, he took a step forward.
"Lord Altar Master..."
Seeing this, Wang Jing was hesitant to speak. He was not afraid that the Hong Tan leader would do something, let alone care whether the reporter lived or died.
The only thing Wang Jing is worried about now is that the altar owner will get too close later. When the reporter can't hold on and explodes, will he be covered in blood?
Just now, the Altar Master has shown that he doesn't like to see this bloody scene. If he is splashed with blood later, he won't turn his anger on himself, right?
"Ho...ho...ho..."
At this time, the young reporter could not even scream. He could only make some meaningless sounds in his throat, looking extremely painful and miserable.
Obviously, now has come to the most critical moment. If there is no external force to suppress or influence him, he will explode and die in half a minute at most, and his death will be miserable.
Qin Yang didn't hesitate at all. Under the surprised look in Wang Jing's eyes next to him, he directly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the reporter's neck, which was the eye of the needle.
Huhuhu...
Waves of power burst out from Qin Yang's body, causing Wang Jing's expression to change slightly, and at the same time he confirmed a fact.
"This Hong Tan Master is indeed a master of environment construction, and his strength should be even higher than that of Qi Tan Master!"
This is what Wang Jing discovered.
He was once a subordinate of Qi Ming, the master of the shadow altar, and at that time, Qi Ming was only in the early stages of building a realm before he died.
Now Qin Yang has broken through to the middle stage of realm construction. Even if he doesn't show his fighting power, Wang Jing can sense from his aura that his cultivation level is higher than Qi Ming's.
At this moment, Qin Yang naturally ignored Wang Jing. When his power, belonging to the middle stage of building a realm, burst out, the violent power in the reporter's body was instantly suppressed.
If Qin Yang was willing, it would be an easy thing to directly use his own power to break up the violent potion power that was so raging that the reporters were dying.
This is due to his powerful mental power, and even if a crack master is allowed to do such a thing, he is not 100% sure.
Perhaps this was Qin Yang's confidence in letting Wang Jing do what he did.
He can use his mental power to sense every blood vessel in the reporter's body or the mutated medicine in every cell, thereby accurately suppressing all the power.
No one can guarantee that this can be done, otherwise so many people would not have died under the non-human cell mutation drug.
Dispersing all the violent energy in the reporter's body was Qin Yang's plan just now. Only in this way could he save the man's life, but it might arouse Wang Jing's suspicion.
Even if Wang Jing didn't dare to say anything on the surface, he might secretly report the situation to other uplines, or even to the master.
It is obviously contrary to common sense that the leader of the Flood Altar, who is not a human being, can have such kindness as a woman, not to mention that this reporter has a lot of evidence in his hands.
But Qin Yang knew that apart from this method, there was no other way to save the reporter's life.
No matter what, it was impossible for him to see such a wise and courageous reporter die in front of him.
"Huh?"
However, just when Qin Yang wanted to disperse all the violent force, his heart suddenly moved, and he seemed to sense something, and he couldn't help but let out a low cry.
In Qin Yang's perception, there seemed to be a subtle connection between the pinhole in his neck and the reporter's.
This connection is that the blood in his body seems to have encountered an inexplicable suction force.
It was as if it was about to burst out of his palm and enter the reporter's veins. (End of chapter)
