"By taking blood samples, we can accurately detect RC Cell Value. This identification method is clear and suitable for when there is a suspected target or when investigating a specific area."
"Even those Predator and Special Search Team that have just been Awakening and have not yet mutated, can rely on this key method to gain insight into potential Danger molecules in advance, and then carry out deployment and control in an orderly manner."
After listening to the three screening methods described by Smiling Devil, Fang Cheng had a rough idea and asked curiously:
"Have you never been found to have any abnormality since you were a child?"
"Haha."
Smiling Devil had a signature smile on his face and did not answer the question, but just chatted casually:
"Isn't it easy to avoid their eyes and ears? Try to avoid getting yourself injured and bleeding, and stay away from activities that require blood testing."
"If you must participate due to special circumstances, prepare blood samples from ordinary people in advance so they can be replaced at any time."
He raised his chin slightly, and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly paused, his eyes bursting with interest, staring at Fang Cheng:
"I'm quite curious now. How do you plan to evade their search after being targeted by Special Search Team? You know, those hunting dogs will not let go of any clues easily."
Fang Cheng looked calm and replied unhurriedly:
"I don't need you to worry about it now. The building where I live has been unsealed, and their clues will be completely cut off at that point."
"Oh?"
Smiling Devil heard a look of disappointment on his face.
He shook his head and murmured in a low voice, "It seems you don't need me to show off my skills to help you this time..."
There was a hint of unwillingness in his words, as if he had missed a good show.
"Although I didn't bother you this time, I will keep your care in mind and I still have to thank you."
Fang Cheng bowed slightly politely, then looked at the other party and changed the subject:
"By the way, there is something you may not be aware of. A few days ago, Jiang Chen had a head-on conflict with the army. The exchange of fire was quite fierce. In the end, he was hit by Missile and blown to pieces Bone Fragment."
"You mean, the case Hospital Riot Incident that was reported on the news recently?"
Smiling Devil The smile originally hanging on the corner of his mouth froze for an instant, his eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, and he was obviously stunned.
But he quickly came to his senses and snorted coldly:
"I have long suspected that what happened in the hospital was planned by that Old Ghost."
As he spoke, his thoughts changed, his eyes became more thoughtful, and then he murmured to himself:
"No... that Old Ghost will never die so easily. As long as his soul does not dissipate, it will be difficult for him to die completely..."
"Perhaps I have left a backup plan for myself and prepared the trump card of Resurrection. Even if my new body is destroyed, I can still come back in another body with the help of magic like Consciousness Transfer."
Fang Cheng nodded in agreement with his suspicion:
"I think so too, so I came here to give you a thorough explanation in advance so that you can be prepared."
Smiling Devil narrowed his eyes, the coldness in his eyes became thicker, and continued to whisper and think:
"Old Ghost Since he hasn't been found on my head yet, he must be very weak at this time. Maybe he is possessed by an ordinary person."
"Unfortunately, there is no way to find his traces immediately..."
While pondering, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Cheng with a sincere look on his face:
"Thank you for telling me this important news..."
Fang Cheng's gaze remained unchanged, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then he replied in a slightly comforting tone:
"It doesn't matter even if you can't find his whereabouts for the time being. I think with Jiang Chen's temperament, he will take the initiative to show up to find you. When that time comes, I will definitely come forward to help you, and we will work together to completely defeat him."
Smiling Devil heard this, nodded slightly, and expressed his thanks again.
Fang Cheng smiled freely:
"Then let's say goodbye for now and let me know if there is any news."
After that, Xiaosa waved his hand, and the moment he raised his arm, his figure was like countless flickering sparks, flying away in an instant and disappearing little by little into the dark room.
Smiling Devil stared at the departing shadow, frowning, still thinking secretly about what he just said.
After a while, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and came back to his senses.
It was obviously Fang Cheng who took the initiative to come to him and ask for help.
Why, out of nowhere, do you need the other person's help?
Old Factory Street, Sleeve Building.
In the bedroom, Fang Cheng opened his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed.
He didn't turn on the light, but continued to think about things in the dark.
There was still a burst of noise outside the window, which was the unique sound of fireworks in urban life.
The two worlds seem to be separated by a window.
Perhaps because he has seen too many horrific scenes beyond ordinary people's cognition, Fang Cheng's character has quietly transformed and undergone subtle changes without knowing it.
It was as if he had completely adapted to being in the dark, and even began to enjoy the feeling of being hidden in the darkness.
After all, here you can shed all pretense and have peace that belongs to you alone.
"I'm becoming more and more like a monster..."
Fang Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and let out a chuckle, breaking the silence in the room.
The confusion in his eyes was instantly replaced by a touch of clarity, and the light flickered, full of confidence and determination.
No matter whether you are in darkness or light, what controls your Fate is always your own Willpower and your fists, not the pity and compassion of others.
"Then, let's continue to practice skills and improve our own strength..."
Fang Cheng whispered to himself and stood up immediately.
During the Chinese New Year, there are so many chores at home that it may be difficult to find time to exercise without interruption.
Therefore, at this moment, we must race against time and take advantage of this rare free time to exercise our body hard.
Inside the house, the curtains were tightly closed, airtight, and the darkness, as thick as ink, seemed to have substance and was heavy.
On Street, the noise was like a raging tide, coming in one wave after another without mercy.
Night Snack Stall stall owners shouted, enthusiastically soliciting customers, pots and pans clashed happily, and food rolled enthusiastically in the fireworks.
The laughter and slapstick of young people, as well as the crisp sound of the collision of wine glasses, intertwine into a movement full of life Aura.
Spring Festival is approaching, students are on vacation, and working-class people have stopped working for a year, and everyone is enjoying the rare leisure time.
The hustle and bustle downstairs is in sharp contrast to the loneliness and desolation inside the house. They are like two completely different worlds.
Click.
A cassette tape is inserted into the Walkman, and then the lid is closed, making a switch closing sound.
Swish, swish, swish--
With the faint sound of the tape rotating at a constant speed, Fang Cheng releases the button.
The soft melody suddenly flowed out like a flowing stream, meandering through the darkness.
Then, familiar lyrics gently drifted into Fang Cheng's ears:
"Hello, Darkness, my old friend, I'm here to chat with you again..."
This song "Sound of Silence" carries too many memories of Fang Cheng's student days.
In the days when he was studying in the past, he was always immersed in this melodious tune again and again, immersed in books, studying and reviewing hard.
At that time, he was young and ignorant, full of expectations. Every time he listened to it, he seemed to have stepped into a quiet and peaceful spiritual realm.
At this moment, in this small, cramped and dark bedroom.
Fang Cheng slowly opened his arms, enjoying this unique atmosphere.
It was as if he wanted to embrace the endless night and let the darkness swallow his lonely figure bit by bit.
At the same time, a terrifying and ferocious monster figure appeared in front of him.
The monster's figure was rugged, with protruding bone spurs protruding from its body. They were cold and sharp, as if they could easily tear through anything that stood in their way.
Its eye sockets are sunken, and Green Ghostfire jumps and flickers in them, just like a demon from the Nine Nether Purgatory, revealing endless gloom and chill.
Just by staring like this, one can truly feel an overwhelming pressure rushing towards him, reaching the bottom of his heart.
Fang Cheng looked directly at it without fear, made fists with both hands, and placed them on both sides of his chest.
Then he started to hold the frame, Tiger Crotch Step moved forward.
There was a "pop" sound, and the steps were crisp and powerful.
The whole person instantly entered Battle State, like a Fierce Tiger about to attack, and Killing Aura, which was grinding its teeth and claws, seemed to regard this terrifying monster as its prey.
The next second, Fang Cheng suddenly bent his left leg on the knee, straightened the sole of his foot, Exert Force fiercely forward, and a Front Kick roared out.
Under the impact of this rapid force, the air made a "pop" sound, and the bone spurs in front of him were kicked away like whips.
The body stood firmly behind the ground, and the right foot quickly followed, driving the left leg to sweep out like an iron rod, the toes brushed the ground, and the strong wind continued.
This move Step Up Low Sweep is extremely simple. If it hits the target, one Leg Bones will be broken.
It's not your opponent, it's yourself!
Then, Fang Cheng quickly dived down, bent his right elbow and raised it, like a sharp spear, hitting the enemy directly.
Try to use Hidden Body Upward Elbow to pierce the target's throat, or directly crush the monster's grinning jaw.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
Fang Cheng's eyes are wide open, like a beast that chooses people to eat in the dark night, with a fierce look in its eyes.
Without pausing for half a second, his legs suddenly jumped up high as if they were equipped with strong springs, his left leg bent at the knee and lifted up, and a more ferocious Leaping Flying Knee was blasted out.
The knees were like cannonballs being discharged, carrying a huge force and slamming forward.
The indomitable and desperate momentum seemed to smash into pieces all the obstacles that dared to stand in its way, and the air seemed to be torn apart by this sharp blow.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the monster was violently knocked out like a kite with a broken string, and landed on the wall, leaving spider web-like cracks.
Fang Cheng landed steadily, and the moment the soles of its feet came into contact with the ground, they were as light as feathers and motionless.
The whole person's upper body is straight and his shoulders are lowered, showing an excellent body posture. This is a manifestation of the power rushing and gathering in the body.
The rigorous pursuit of Special Search Team, the mysterious threat of Jiang Chen, and the secret surveillance of Red Tiger Gang and Noah Organization weigh heavily on my heart like pieces of Shitou.
But Fang Cheng's Willpower never wavered.
I know that only by making myself strong enough can I find a way out of this difficult situation full of thorns.
And how to improve your own strength as quickly as possible is nothing more than promotion to Skill Level.
Fang Cheng The set of Muay Thai techniques that Muay Thai is practicing now are not used for fighting techniques in the ring, but are more pure death-defying moves.
When Club was Sparring Partner, he once met a Muay Thai player who came to Xia Country from Nanyang to play games.
While practicing against each other, Fang Cheng's extraordinary Physical Quality and resistance to blows impressed even his opponents who boasted that their bodies were as hard as iron.
After that, the Muay Thai player demonstrated the set of Fist Technique named "Crushing Tiger Fist".
It is believed that Talent, which has the amazing skeleton of Fang Cheng, will definitely be able to exert its maximum power from this Fist Technique.
Crushing Tiger Fist, also known as "Bone Method Fist", As the Name Suggests is good at elbow strikes, Knee Strike and Joint Locks. They use their bones to head-to-head with opponents, with special emphasis on hard work practice.
This set of fighting techniques was honed in the Nanyang Black Market boxing competition. It deeply absorbs the fierceness of Ancient Muay Thai and displays its ferocity and fierceness to the fullest.
In actual combat, every move was carried with a desperate ferocity, as ruthless as a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and the determination to fight to the death was demonstrated everywhere.
When the boxer unleashes his strength, his fists, legs, elbows and knees are as hard as steel, making his opponent timid before they fight and defeated in the first fight.
Of course, this kind of Fist Technique is too vicious and brutal to be on the stage.
The reason why that Muay Thai master was taught to Fang Cheng was probably just a temporary Heart Stirring.
Fang Cheng kept it firmly in mind and practiced it diligently.
Because the enemies he has to face are not ordinary people, they can even be said to be a group of Demon ghosts.
"When the flashing Neon Lights hurts the eyes, the light cuts through the night sky..."
"Silence spreads like Cancer Cells, listen carefully, I can teach you, hold my outstretched hand..."
On the desk, the Walkman tape was turning quietly, and the song slowly flowed into the silent room.
Along with the melodious and rhythmic rhythm of the music, Fang Cheng is completely immersed in Shadow Boxing's practice.
A few rays of light from the Neon Lights lamp squeezed in through the gaps in the closed curtains.
With the unique psychedelic colors of the city at night, the red is as hot as fire and the blue is as cold as ice.
It barely outlines the outline of the room, and also outlines a figure in a posture, practicing boxing diligently.
Fang Cheng stared straight ahead, his eyes focused and intense, as if there were powerful opponents in front of him that he needed to defeat.
One punch, one kick, one elbow and one knee, they were so fierce that the strong wind seemed to tear the air apart wherever it went.
Front Kick, Step Up Low Sweep, Hidden Body Upward Elbow, High Sweep Snipe, Leaping Flying Knee, Rear Hand Swing Fist, Flying Body Smash Elbow, Pull Arm Smash Elbow...
He was immersed in the battlefield of killing enemies with Muay Thai, practicing tirelessly.
One hour passed, two hours slipped away, and three hours passed quietly.
Before I knew it, it was already early morning.
But Fang Cheng had no intention of stopping.
Street outside the window has long become silent, and darkness has engulfed the entire city.
The temperature gradually dropped, the chill quietly penetrated, and silence enveloped the surroundings.
The hot blood in Fang Cheng's body is rushing like a burning fire, dispelling the coldness all over his body, driving Fist and Foot to exert forcefully again and again.
Then, I don't know how much time passed.
The night gradually faded again, and dawn began to loom in the horizon.
A flash of Fish Belly White appeared in the sky, as if a hole had been opened for this Dark World.
Fang Cheng is still punching, kicking, hitting elbows and knees, and his moves are becoming more and more skillful and precise.
The strong and powerful arms cut through the air, bringing with it the sound of whistling wind.
Every movement carries an aura of indomitable determination, as if it wants to crush all obstacles within this small area.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning is like a golden thread, passing through the gaps in the curtains and quietly falling on the face covered with sweat.
The crystal beads of sweat reflect Morning Dawn, shining brightly.
"Huh..."
Fang Cheng took a long breath, stopped moving, and looked at the alarm clock.
The hands on the dial clearly showed that it was half past six in the morning.
My practice this time actually lasted more than 10 hours.
After such a long period of high-intensity exercise, an ordinary person would have collapsed to the ground.
Fang Cheng also felt a strong sense of fatigue coming over him.
But his eyes were like blazing Charcoal Fire, with no sign of fatigue after staying up late.
Only the full fighting spirit is still burning brightly, dispelling the chill of the winter morning.
In the field of vision, a light blue light screen appeared.
[Muay Thai lv1(239/250)]
Fang Cheng The corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"It's finally almost Level Up!"
His eyes immediately became more determined, and he whispered to himself:
"Then work harder and keep practicing!"
The words were loud and resonant in the quiet and bright room, sounding the clarion call for a new round of battle.