Just when Walker was about to kiss Ding Xiaomeng, Ding Xiaomeng suddenly opened her eyes and punched Walker away.
Ding Xiaomeng was seen getting up from the ground with heavy breathing. After coughing a few times, she suddenly started retching. In order to create the illusion that she was drowning, she deliberately let out all the air she was holding in her mouth. Unexpectedly, after spitting out all the oxygen, she immediately lost consciousness.
Fortunately, she is a Level 4 person with physical development ability, and her metabolism is much faster than that of ordinary people. She can wake up in a short time, otherwise the first kiss will not be guaranteed.
Ding Xiaomeng pressed her stomach with her hand, coughed a few times, and vomited out all the lake water she had sucked into her stomach. Then she wiped her mouth with her sleeve and looked at Walker murderously, who was lying on the ground covering his head. He moaned into his chest, obviously badly hurt. However, Ding Xiaomeng would not let him go so easily. She dragged Walker to the lake with one hand, hoping that he would also experience the feeling of drowning.
However, her intention was quickly noticed by the organizer, and the electronic watch she wore also sounded a warning beep. Ding Xiaomeng made a "cut" sound in displeasure and let go of Walker. Only then did she realize that Walker's scorer had been cracked by her and the numbers could no longer be displayed, which meant that she had been struggling for a long time and hadn't gotten a single point!
"Scum!" Ding Xiaomeng, furious, raised his fist and hit Walker in the face. The movement was so fast that Walker had no time to dodge. There was only a loud "bang" and a three-inch hole was smashed out on the ground. In the deep fist pit, Walker looked at Ding Xiaomeng with a pale face, scared out of his wits.
"Get out of here!" Ding Xiaomeng shouted angrily.
Walker endured the pain in his chest and crawled away. Ding Xiaomeng's tough image left an indelible psychological shadow on him.
On a bumpy muddy ground, two Class B players happened to be passing by. They had just taken a few steps when the originally solid soil under their feet suddenly became loose and weak. Due to their carelessness, most of their bodies sank into the soil. Just when the soil was about to cover their chests, the loose soil became extremely solid again. Although they avoided the danger of being buried, they were also trapped in the earth and unable to move.
At this time, a black-clad contestant wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over and took away all their points, then floated away. Only then did the hardened soil that the two of them were trapped in loosened, and the two quickly broke free. He didn't say much and ran away in despair.
This man with glasses is named Danbatajie. He is a Tibetan. Since his mother is Han, except for his darker skin color, he looks like an ordinary Han. He is the third level 5 in Class A besides Chen Xiaoxuan. He is a quiet weirdo who basically has no friends in the class, but his ability is very outstanding. It is an A-level high-level ability - bipolar texture, which can increase or decrease the distance between molecules, thereby changing the texture of matter. The score on his chest has accumulated to 22. You must know that there are only two hundred players participating in the competition.
This kind of plot of the jungle and the strong is being played out in various competition areas. Most of the ability users stay in the places suitable for their abilities to catch prey. Only a few powerful people whose abilities are not affected by environmental and terrain factors wander around, looking for prey. single contestant.
Located on the sea between the East China Sea and the Okinawa Trough, there is a small civilian speedboat parked.
"Hey! Uncle, you've been parked here for almost half an hour, why haven't you started the boat yet!" Jin Zhixin shouted while leaning on the side of the boat.
However, the Japanese uncle who was driving the boat completely ignored him and sat motionless in the driver's seat.
Seeing this, Jin Zhixin had no choice but to get up and see what was going on with this Japanese uncle. Unexpectedly, he fell into a trance as soon as he got up. Fortunately, he held on to the side of the boat in time and did not fall into the water.
Jin Zhixin was secretly frightened. He didn't expect that in the battle with Honda Keigo, he still suffered some internal injuries. But he was too excited at the time and didn't notice anything wrong. Now that he thinks about it, if it weren't for that Japanese student girl who helped him escape, he would have been injured. I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of Keigo Honda.
But now is not the time to lament. Their speedboat has been parked here for so long. It would be bad if it was discovered by some patrol ship. Jin Zhixin was in poor condition now and really didn't want to fight with the military people. He patted the Japanese uncle on the back with his hand, and the other man suddenly fell over. Just when he felt confused, the Japanese uncle suddenly woke up, looked at Jin Zhixin in panic, and murmured in Japanese that he could not understand: "Who are you! Why am I here! What do you want to do! (Japanese) )"
Jin Zhixin looked helplessly at the Japanese uncle with a question mark face, then slapped him unconscious and muttered to himself: "Forget it, you should continue to lie down."
The speedboat was discovered by a Japanese fishing boat at sunset. However, the only Japanese uncle left on the speedboat who had been knocked unconscious was Jin Zhixin, who had long since disappeared.
New York, USA, a division of Yoneide Corporation.
A curly-haired lolita with a face more delicate than a porcelain doll was leaning on a pink sofa watching TV. On the coffee table in front of the sofa were rows of neatly packaged lollipops. The curly-haired loli rubbed her belly, then opened one of the candies, revealing the bright red candy inside. She sniffed it with her straight little nose, opened her mouth, and took it into her mouth.
What was playing on the TV was a live broadcast of a UFC fight. It was hard to imagine that such a young girl would watch such a bloody and violent program. In front of the TV, the curly-haired loli shook her head and sighed in an old-fashioned way, showing disdain befitting her age from time to time.
At this moment, the space behind the sofa became distorted and blurred, and Bai Ye walked out of it.
For Bai Ye's sudden visit, the curly-haired Loli seemed to have become accustomed to it, and she greeted without looking back: "You're back?"
"Yes, but the mission was not completed very smoothly." Bai Ye said with a smile.
"Did you kill him?" The curly-haired Loli then asked, seemingly not paying much attention to the mission Bai Ye said.
"No, let him run away." The man in white said after a pause.
The curly-haired loli watched the TV without saying a word. After half the payment, she said in a positive tone: "You're in trouble."
Bai Ye smiled, lifted up his sleeves, exposed the wounds on his arms, and said, "I'm still injured."
The curly-haired loli still didn't turn her head, snorting coldly: "It's useless."
"Well, I'm a little careless." Bai Ye said perfunctorily without paying attention.
Five seconds later, the curly-haired Loli suddenly turned around and gave Bai Ye a roundhouse kick as fast as a rabbit. However, Bai Ye's whole body suddenly became real and illusory. Although the curly-haired Loli's kick penetrated Bai Ye's body, But there is no real feeling.
Bai Ye took a step back, returned to his normal form, and said tremblingly: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching."
"Go away! Don't disturb me watching TV." The curly-haired Loli said impatiently.
"Master, it's so funny how you look like adults and talk like adults." Bai Ye couldn't help but tease.
"You want to die?" The curly-haired Loli was furious and looked like she was going to attack again, but as soon as Bai Ye finished speaking, she disappeared in a flash of white light.
The capital of China, Beijing.
A large number of heavily armed police teams are patrolling the city, and some plainclothes police officers are deployed in various streets and alleys to keep an eye out for suspicious people around them. The entire city is on first-level alert.
Huatian University, the center of the incident, was also forced to suspend classes under this high pressure. Security personnel went in and out of Canteen 1, which was littered with rubble and glass blocks, to analyze the reasons for its destruction. There were many large areas of wall debris at the site, and the edges of the gaps were very smooth, as if they had been cut open by a sharp weapon. But other than that, there were no more special discoveries. I am afraid that only Jin Jue's arrival can solve all the mysteries.
In a private clinic in Pinggu District, Beijing, Yu Tiancheng, the old president of Huatian University, and several middle-aged people wearing Chinese tunic suits gathered at the door of a ward and were discussing something together. Cang Qi lay unconscious in the ward. He was lying shirtless on the hospital bed. There were dense scratches on his neck, chest, and back. Except for the shallow wound on his neck, the wounds on other parts of his body were surprisingly unexpected. The shades are consistent.
An old doctor was holding a magnifying glass and carefully observing the wounds on Cang Qi's body. After a while, the old doctor suddenly closed his eyes and entered a meditative state. His ten withered old fingers gradually lost their wrinkles and old spots, becoming smooth and tight, as if they were reborn.
Based on the impression in his mind, the old doctor stretched out his fingers and wiped Cang Qi's wound. The wiped wound healed quickly visible to the naked eye, leaving only a faint red mark in the end. After a while, all the wounds on Cang Qi's body were cleaned up, but he was still in a coma. The old doctor brought a bag of red blood cell suspension, connected it to a needle dropper, and gave Cang Qi a blood transfusion. Then he wiped the sweat from his face, pretended to be in high spirits, and walked out of the ward.
As soon as he came out, several middle-aged people gathered outside the ward greeted him in unison: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Dong."
"Old man Dong, how is my Cangqi's situation?" Yu Tiancheng asked eagerly.
"Why are you panicking? What can happen if I take action?" The doctor surnamed Dong responded dissatisfiedly. He felt that Yu Tiancheng was questioning his own methods.
"That's good, but it's strange. With this kid's ability, someone could hurt him like this." Yu Tiancheng said worriedly.
"Hmph, you must have been there that night. A top-level mid-level level 7 user can't even protect his own students. It's so shameful." The doctor surnamed Dong criticized shamelessly.
Yu Tiancheng's beard trembled with anger, and he protested: "Dong, don't touch your nose or face! That night, there was no movement at all in the cafeteria, and no students or teachers at school noticed anything unusual. Why did you make such a fuss? It all depends on me, what a fool!"
"Yes, yes. Don't be offended, sir. We have all seen the surveillance video. Canteen No. 1 suddenly turned into ruins at 8:25. Someone with superpowers must have used a blind trick, so Talent..." A middle-aged man in Zhongshan uniform said to persuade him.
"After talking so much, isn't it still his problem? He's a useless thing." The doctor surnamed Dong mocked, obviously having some issues with Yu Tiancheng.
"You!" Yu Tiancheng was so angry that he couldn't speak. If this old man Dong hadn't saved Cang Qi, he would have had a fight with him.
"Forget it, we are old friends. What's there to argue about? Let's talk about business." Another middle-aged man in Zhongshan uniform also joined in to break up the fight.
"Shit, who is an old friend with this guy!" Yu Tiancheng and Doctor Dong said in unison, but they finally stopped arguing.
The doctor surnamed Dong looked serious and analyzed: "That kid's body is covered with scratches from sharp objects. According to my inference, these should be sword wounds."
"Haha." Old Principal Yu sneered.
"You, a layman, know nothing about P, but you still dare to laugh at me. Hmm, it's terrible to be uneducated!" said the doctor surnamed Dong.
Yu Tiancheng sneered and said nothing. He thought to himself: This old guy likes to cheat on me so much. It must be because he is jealous that I have advanced to the middle of level 7 first. My Lord has a lot of knowledge, and I don’t have the same knowledge as you.
The doctor surnamed Dong secretly felt proud: Oh, does this old bachelor know that he is a coward?
"You two should stop arguing. Cang Qi is still resting inside. It won't be good if it affects his rest. How about we go somewhere else to discuss this matter." The third middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit suggested.
"What do you mean? Questioning my medical treatment? I tell you, he will be fine even if he doesn't take a rest!" Doctor Dong suddenly said with hatred. The middle-aged man was sweating profusely and did not dare to say anything more.
These two old men are both department-level national cadres and level 7 national treasures. Even the leaders of the central government have to show courtesy to them, let alone them.
At this moment, Cang Qi, who was lying dying in the ward just now, had opened his eyes at some point. His eyes were dull at this moment, as if he was remembering something.
