Chi Feichi nodded, "I've tried it, and the strength and flexibility of the left and right hands are exactly the same. After some practice, there won't be any problem with your dominant hand."
A person's left and right hands cannot have the same strength and flexibility, but the Sanwu plug-in directly made his left and right hands completely consistent.
"If I can do this, I can draw the formation with my left and right hands at the same time." Koizumi Anko drew a symbol with her left and right hands in the air at the same time, sighing regretfully, "No, what I drew with my left hand is still a little wrong... Then the specific increase How much power?”
"My strength only increased in my hands, and my leg strength did not increase. Moreover, the strength testing machine in the laboratory is not professional enough, and the specific growth value cannot be determined." Chi Feichi said.
Koizumi Anko looked down at the metal products on the ground that were so pinched that they couldn't see the original shape. She was a little speechless, "It's difficult for ordinary machines to detect it, right?"
"Well, forget about that for now. I'll practice the control again." Chi Feichi exerted slight force on his right hand, and the cup in his hand broke. "It's not easy to control."
The next time, Koizumi Hongzi went to change into a sterilized white coat, followed the procedure to collect blood from Chi Feichi in a decent manner, and took two tubes of blood to study.
Chi Feichi stayed in the rest area, taking various things to adapt to the increase in strength.
If you have not had previous exercise experience, it will take a long time to adapt to a sudden increase in strength.
And he can't guarantee that he won't hurt people when he comes into contact with them.
It is easy to use 1 point of 10 points of strength, but when 10 points of strength suddenly become 100 points, it is much more difficult to use 1 point of strength.
It wasn't until after 7 o'clock in the morning that Koizumi Anko left the machine. She turned to look at the wall clock, yawned, went to print the report, and put the remaining tube of blood into the refrigerator. "It's already past 7 o'clock. , I have something to study, time flies so fast, how are you adapting?"
"That's almost it." Chi Feichi stood up. After sitting all night, his bones were a little stiff. "I still need to get familiar with it."
"Familiar? Aren't you already used to it?" Koizumi Hongzi was confused.
"If you control it intentionally, there won't be any problems," Chi Feichi explained calmly, "But it's hard to tell when you're excited. It takes a while to get used to it, and you can use the appropriate force without deliberately controlling it. Only then will there be no hidden dangers.”
Seeing that the report was printed, Koizumi Hongzi sorted it out and put it in the drawer. Suddenly she realized that it was not easy for everyone. Freaks like the Son of Nature, who can gain power while lying down, also need time to control the growing power. "What about Venom?" What to do? If you get excited, it will still leak out, right?"
"I'll find time to get familiar with it again. If that doesn't work, I'll find a way to control it with external force." Chi Feichi reached out to pick up Feichi.
"No need!" Feichi didn't wait for Chi Feichi's fingers to touch him, and quickly swooped into Chi Feichi's sleeve, "Master, I'll do it myself!"
Seeing the iron pipes that were easily crushed by Chi Feichi, it felt that it was not as durable as the iron pipes. Recently, it was safer to avoid its owner's hands.
Chi Feichi didn't say anything. Fei Chi could just avoid it, but if he accidentally pinched Fei Chi to death...
Ahem, this cannot happen.
"Then I can't help you much," Koizumi Anko took off her white coat and put it on the chair. "I'm going back to sleep. What about you? Do you want to go see her first?"
"Go and have a look, and then I'm going to confirm the reason for the change." Chi Fei left late.
The change should be 'Bear', but I'm not sure if it's because of Jubei, Little Bear, or Dango.
Confirming and collecting this information can also help him understand the characteristics of the three-no plug-in.
It’s so difficult without an instruction manual.
"Are you not sleeping?"
"I'm not going to sleep anymore. There's a lot going on today."
"Well...then if I wake up and replace the door, what will happen to your car?"
"I'll drive out and have it taken care of."
…
More than half an hour later.
Takatori Yannan drove to Jiangdong District and stopped the car after seeing Chi Feichi in front of a pier.
Chi Feichi had already disguised himself again. There were blood stains on his face in the previous disguise. He was going to find Frante later, so he simply disguised the face of a young European man with freckles again.
Takatori Yannan put on his sunglasses to slightly obscure his appearance, opened the car door and got out of the car, and handed the bread he brought to Chi Feichi, "Good morning, boss."
"Morning." Chi Feichi said hello, took the bread, and led the way to a warehouse.
Breakfast in Japan is almost always prepared by women in the family. Even if there are no women in the family, breakfast is always eaten at home, and few people go out to eat.
Except for some hotels serving foreign guests, there were almost no breakfast shops outside, and he didn't even bother to look for them.
When he arrived at the warehouse, Takatori Yannan saw the car without a door at a glance. When he got closer, he saw the dried blood on the seat clearly, "Blood?"
"Well," Chi Feichi tore open the bread bag and lowered his head to eat the bread, "Have you brought the things?"
"Bring it," Takatori Yannan took out a plastic bag from under his coat. He looked at Chi Feichi's disguised face and found that there seemed to be blood stains on Chi Feichi's clothes. Although it was not easy to see in black clothes, it was solidified. A little bit of the caked blood can still be seen under the light, "Boss, did something happen last night?"
"It's okay." Chi Feichi said coldly.
I really can't talk about what happened last night.
Takatori Yannan didn't ask any more questions. He placed the three bombs in the plastic bags respectively to ensure that they could detonate the car and destroy the traces in the car. Then he removed the license plate and said, "Okay!"
"Let's go," Chi Feichi finished eating the bread and threw the plastic bag into the car, "take me somewhere."
There were Flande's blood and hair inside the car, and there was no door missing. It would be too troublesome to leave it to others to clean and repair. Even if Takatori Isao could repair it, it wouldn't be worth spending time on such a thing.
Anyway, this car is not expensive, so it’s better to just blow it up.
Then find the organization to apply for another car of the same model...
…
After the two left, the bomb detonated, destroying the car.
On the way, Chi Feichi found an open store and bought a set of clothes for himself. When he arrived at the hotel, he sent Yingqi Yannan to buy things. After the crow kept an eye on the outside, he went up to the 19th floor and took out his room card. Open the door and enter the house.
The curtains in the room were drawn, a ray of light filtered through the gap in the curtains, and slight breathing could be heard vaguely.
Chi Fei didn't turn on the light for a while, so he went to the room to take a look. Seeing that Flande hadn't woken up yet, he turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It's still early, so don't expect to discuss a plan of action with the night owls in the organization.
I guess I can't get rid of the blame last night, so it would be better to clean up the blood stains on him first.
When she heard the sound of water, Frant woke up and opened her eyes suddenly. She subconsciously wanted to get up and sit up, but found that her hands and feet were weak, her shoulders, lower back, arms, and neck were all tingling, and the bones in her body seemed to have been shattered. , it’s very difficult to move.
Bits and pieces of last night came to mind.
The ambiguous atmosphere, the sudden increase in strength in holding the right shoulder, the sudden pain of being scratched by a cold sharp blade on the shoulder, the warm and then quickly cold blood flowing out of the neck, the smell of blood gradually filled the air...
Next, it all quickly blurred into symptoms of suspected poisoning.
Her vision was blurred, her hands and feet were heavy, and her heartbeat was burning and slowing down. She could clearly feel that life was passing by little by little, and the world was peeling away from her little by little.
The most impressive thing is that the young face with small freckles on the cheeks and clear outlines is still cold, and the hoarse voice is like an order, asking her to take an unknown pill...
There is no memory of what happened after that.
But in a daze last night, she seemed to have returned to the sunny and warm afternoon of her childhood.
The beautiful mother was packing things in the yard, and the misty sunshine cast a soft brightness on her body.
The butterfly sitting on the flower was startled and flew to the corner of the yard.
She saw her outstretched hand, which was still small and tender, pointing straight at the flying butterfly.
The father, who had a fat belly, chased after her and kicked her mother's potted plant but failed to catch up with the butterfly. He made an apologetic face at her mother, then came back to hug her and comfort her, and became beaming again as he spoke.
Then, the light dimmed little by little.
Her father's neat, new clothes gradually became old, and her mother's neatly styled hair became greasy and untidy, forcing her long hair to be cut short.
My father lost weight, lost his belly, and his face became smaller. His eyes were often sunken with dark circles. His blue eyes, which used to be full of joy, also showed anxiety and distress. He never smiled again.
My mother gained weight, her originally slender figure became bloated, her beautiful hands gradually became rough, her face under her short hair was sunburned and became as rough as her hands, and she never smiled again.
The beautiful yard was gone and turned into a narrow and cramped house.
The little brother, who can't walk yet, is lying on his stomach, babbling and babbling. His round little face is particularly beautiful, and his blue eyes like hers are like the cleanest gems in the world.
She hated those guys outside. The sounds of fighting and cursing in the middle of the night would often wake her little brother up, and she would always hear some disgusting remarks every time she went out.
Poverty is terrible.
It can change everything. It makes her father abandon them in order to survive and offend those villains for money. It can make her mother suffer bullying and lead her and her brother crazy to jump into the river.
Being weak is also scary.
Faced with the disgusting ridicule, she could only lower her head and walk quickly.
Facing her brother who was frightened and crying by the noise outside, she could only coax him cautiously, fearing that those people would break into the small house without adults.
Faced with the predicament of dying from drowning, she could only let her mother drag her down. Her brother stopped crying. He still had his big innocent eyes open, and his cute face was frozen in the river water.
When she struggled to climb back to the shore, she looked up and saw the men and women in the neighborhood who hated publicity leisurely watching a show, joking and laughing...
That day, she thought she was reborn, but when she rushed forward, she was kicked to the ground.
then what should we do?
Bear it!
Get out of there and make yourself stronger, stronger. When she goes back, she will definitely be able to stab the nasty guy's heart with a sharp blade.
It's been 8 years since I left.
Life is hard and the annoying poverty is always there.
It wasn't until she joined the organization when she was 22 years old that she discovered that she was not weak after all. She could use her brain to make a lot of money, live a good life, and slowly send away those annoying guys. Go to hell!
"Click."
The bathroom door opens.
Frant's heart suddenly tightened.
She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of organization.
Unlike the 'powerful' group of guys in her memory, people in the organization don't say disgusting things, and they are confident enough to speak out. Most of them have abilities that ordinary people don't have, but they also have a more vicious heart, which makes She understood that the powerful guys in the past were just disgusting and could not be called 'powerful' at all.
She no longer looked down upon her former strength, but she could never feel any resistance to the organization.
It was a truly powerful being, and there were a bunch of madmen inside, and Lark was even more of a madman.
In my memory last night, the focused expression with lowered eyes on that face actually showed a little tenderness and apology, as if he was saving her...
Horrifyingly twisted.
Chi Feichi finished taking a shower and changed his appearance again. After leaving the bathroom, he said in a hoarse voice, "The clothes are by the bed."
Frant recovered her mind and calmed down, "I don't want to move, my whole body hurts... I want to lie down..."
