"Remember?" Zhuang Ming looked at the few people calmly, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.
The scene was completely silent, and they didn't take the lead because they didn't dare to say that they remembered everything.
What if something goes wrong?
"I'll do it!" August, who was quiet at the side, suddenly opened his eyes and walked directly to the front, his eyes began to glow with blood.
Zhuang Ming was a little surprised. There was actually a slight difference between this trace of blood and murderous aura. It was not the kind that was accumulated through killing people, but was innate.
From the weird skull mask on August's face, Zhuang Ming actually saw a trace of red light rising from it.
There was a hint of interest in his eyes, would it really surprise him?
August's face was cold, but his aura was quite good.
As he waved slowly, his expression was very focused.
Zhuang Ming shook his head in disappointment and his movements were too stiff and incoherent, which was a million miles away.
But soon, Zhuang Ming's eyes flashed with surprise.
Because with August's movements, the originally stiff movements began to become more graceful. Although it was slow, it was indeed improving. When he was slowly hitting halfway, although he was still very stiff, it could be seen that his effort.
These twelve movements are connected, and the transition requires some difficult flexibility.
So August will look very nondescript in the middle of the continuity, but when he enters the moves, he looks much better. Especially what surprises Zhuang Ming is that August actually does the force technique well. Yes, and the key point he mentioned.
It seemed simple, but when August finished everything, he was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
Because many movements were completely beyond his limits, his muscles simply couldn't cope.
At this time, I only felt pain all over my body.
Fortunately, for some reason, his memory suddenly expanded and he remembered all the movements.
And he worked hard to the limit of what he could bear.
After finishing, he looked at Zhuang Ming expectantly.
"It sucks." Zhuang Ming said without hesitation.
Next, I remembered a terrifying scream in this ordinary small courtyard.
Zhuang Ming used violent means to directly help Augustus open up his flexibility. Of course, others needed to help each other. Those who needed his help and couldn't help, he just stepped on them.
This was followed by a shrill scream.
Fortunately, they had the foundation before, otherwise their lives would have been lost long ago. Even now, a group of people can't walk at all.
It felt like his whole body was drowned in sweat.
The one who performed the best was Whittier. Maybe it was because as a woman, her body was inherently softer than that of a man, or maybe it was because her potential was greatly increased.
"Go, take one bag per person, put it in a bucket of hot water, and soak in it." Zhuang Ming simply tossed it to them. It was the cheapest medicated bath bag, and it was enough for a few people.
Then he turned around and left.
The remaining people looked at each other with a bitter smile on their faces, because no one could stand up.
August, who was used as a model by Zhuang Ming, was the most serious, because his frame was very large and his flexibility was extremely poor.
"You have recovered and continue training. I will take you to kill people tonight." Just as they were about to get up with difficulty, Zhuang Ming's cold voice clearly reached the ears of several people.
The arms that the few people had just raised froze, and they looked at each other in disbelief.
You can see the shock in the other person's eyes.
Can they still kill people in their current state?
In the end, Whittier got up and boiled hot water for everyone, then put it into the bath. Then a group of grown men climbed in without hesitation.
Whittier went to another room.
Half an hour later, several people gathered in the yard with expressions of disbelief on their faces, slowly becoming more and more disbelieving.
it turns out. ． ． alright? ? ?
this. ． ． It's so unscientific!
What is the principle?
The mystery surrounding Zhuang Ming has once again become unfathomable. The weird methods like gods and the cold blood of the devil appear on the same person. Is this person a god or a devil?
They have no idea.
"Hurry up and train. It will be very dangerous tonight. Our lives are in our own hands. The boss will not save us easily." August said with a cold face.
As he said, Zhuang Ming will not save them easily. Only those who survive the battle are his last elite candidates.
The dead are nothing and will eventually turn into a handful of dust, fertilizer for the land.
Survival of the fittest, survival of the victor, this is the law of nature.
Everyone immediately fell into the training craze, and they needed to quickly become proficient in the killing fists taught by Zhuang Ming.
Although it is impossible to be completely proficient in a short period of time, at least you can master one or two moves, and you may have miraculous effects at night.
And the repaired ligaments instantly got used to stretching, making people feel like they were in a dream.
Zhuang Ming came not far from Bennett's residence where he got the information last night. He stood under the high roof and looked down at all the scenes inside indifferently.
Everything was in front of his eyes, and what made Zhuang Ming laugh a little was that the guards seemed to be very serious and strict about checking everyone who came in and out.
It seems they have taken precautions.
But he was not a fool. He didn't want to reveal his identity so quickly when he walked in like this in broad daylight.
Patrick. The intelligence given by Jane has shown that the underground forces in Weaver Bay are very complicated, and there are very complicated forces behind the bombing of the Dragon Kingdom liaison station.
It wouldn't be fun if his identity was revealed now. He wanted Weaver Bay to be in chaos and the massacre process to slowly advance.
And what surprised Zhuang Ming was that walking on Weaver Bay Street, he felt that the atmosphere was obviously much heavier, completely different from yesterday.
In other words, many forces have already started taking action.
The storm has reached overhead, and it seems that an unusually large storm is sweeping through.
It's really a good start.
There were hurried pedestrians and a group of strong men who didn't look like good people walking together. There was an abnormal atmosphere throughout Weaver Bay.
The Weaver Bay police officers were also constantly patrolling the streets. All the police officers already knew what happened last night, and they did not dare to slack off.
The mayor issued a death order!
If such a case were to spread, it would cause a great commotion.
But they can't stop the fire. After all, there will always be some ventilation at such times, and many people do know about it.
And many people died, and their families also felt something was wrong.
And now the major gangs are making moves one after another, which makes the mayor of Weaver Bay pull out the few hairs he has.
