Chapter 66 Amazing Resilience
Tsim Sha Tsui.
Inside a residential building in Fushun.
Following a rapid crash, the abnormal noises in the room gradually calmed down.
Cheng Long slid his hands to Mona's silky waist and said softly: "It's getting late, go to sleep!"
"No, I still want to..." A trace of imperceptible demonic energy quietly entered Meng Na's body, and the beauty who was full of energy just now fell into a deep sleep in an instant.
Cheng Long covered the woman with a blanket, and then sat cross-legged on the bedside, sucking the blood from the blood-thirsty bead.
The essence and blood energy for 40 people will satisfy him tonight.
As traces of blood flowed out from the blood-thirsty bead, they turned into a torrent and poured into the body. Finally, the blood-thirsty bead had its original form, but it was once again hollowed out by its owner.
The evil aura that appeared after the blood-thirsty bead drained forty people also disappeared without a trace.
It wants to give birth to spiritual consciousness and a certain degree of autonomous consciousness, such as the ability to release pressure and make outsiders afraid, but it doesn't know how long it will have to wait.
There may not even be this opportunity.
Cheng Long's desire to become stronger was too strong. He could suck dozens of people at once and it was impossible to keep them as spares.
This is a good thing.
Because if the blood-thirsty bead is allowed to grow on its own, the consequences will be extremely terrible. The blood-thirsty bead in the Zhuxian world disappeared after the death of the black-hearted old man. When the universal wisdom monk discovered it by chance, within a radius of ten miles, there were numerous bones and no one left. Living creatures, causing resentment in the place to skyrocket.
Cheng Long accidentally used the bloodthirsty bead as a tool, and controlled his desires and refrained from killing at will. It was impossible for this bead to give birth to independent consciousness and produce bloodthirsty evil thoughts.
Just like Cheng Long said, if the magic weapon is used correctly, it will be righteous, and if it is used wrongly, it will be evil.
In the future, the bloodthirsty beads may be influenced by their owners and transformed into righteous magic weapons.
……
8am.
Cheng Long walked out of Meng Na's room shirtless, saw Ah Zhui coming out of the bathroom, and said with a smile: "A Zhui, come here with a knife."
"Give~~"
Ah Zhui handed over the fruit knife on the fruit plate with some doubts.
"Stick me!"
Cheng Long stretched out a hand.
Ah Zhui was stunned when he heard this, is Brother Long crazy? You want to stab him yourself for no reason?
"Just do it if you are told, just don't use too much force."
Cheng Long said the last sentence a bit quietly. He was actually quite afraid of pain and was too embarrassed to say it clearly.
"Really?"
Ah Zhui used to be a killer, so there was no situation where he couldn't kill him. The main reason was that Brother Long's request was a bit outrageous. It was ridiculous to stab him early in the morning.
Moreover, she didn't even have time to change into her pajamas, which were empty, and she was really embarrassed in front of Long Guo!
"Tie!"
laugh!
Seeing Cheng Long's insistence on request, Ah Zhui gritted his teeth and slashed with his knife.
When cutting, the resistance is quite large.
If she hadn't cut off Brother Long's arm with her eyes open, she would have suspected that she was cutting wood.
"Hi~~ You look so thin, but you are really strong."
Cheng Long endured the pain, raised his arm, and observed directly.
Ah Zhui was a little nervous at first, but when the wound on her brother Long's arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, her beautiful eyes widened in an instant, and her heart was filled with turmoil.
How can people have such terrible healing speed?
"Is it possible... Brother Long is the devil?"
Thinking of the forty people who mysteriously disappeared in the abandoned hut last night, Ah Zhui couldn't help but come up with such a terrible fallacy in his heart. Otherwise, how could Sister Meng Na become a strong man in a short period of time? Two hundred and thirty Barbells weighing many pounds can be lifted with ease.
"A knife wound one or two centimeters deep took more than ten to twenty seconds to heal. It was far worse than expected." Cheng Long was not particularly satisfied with his own healing speed. He sucked up the blood of forty people in one breath. , the physical fitness has more than doubled based on the US team, but the self-healing ability is still not as good as Wolverine!
Such an injury would be restored to Wolverine or Deadpool in one second, but it would take him ten or twenty seconds. The difference is not that big.
But his endurance, according to the classification of Marvel heroes, should also be 4, which is renewable.
Because Cheng Long felt that even if his hand was cut off, it could grow back, but at a slower speed, but he didn't dare to try. If he felt wrong, it would be bad.
He didn't want to become Yang Guo.
"Brother Long, your recovery ability is already very abnormal, why are you still not satisfied?" Ah Zhui felt sour in his heart. Even though his self-healing ability is so strong, he is still not satisfied.
You don’t want to give it to me!
I really need this kind of self-healing ability.
"What do you know?"
Cheng Long rubbed Ah Zhui's little head and glanced at Ah Zhui's collar intentionally or unintentionally. He was too thin and needed to drink more milk to make up for it.
"Brother Long, do you still want to pierce it?"
Ah Zhui flashed the knife in his hand, as if to warn someone not to look around.
There are two nails stuck in the airport, so what's there to guard against?
Cheng Long curled his lips disdainfully and said, "No, I'm not a masochist. Go change clothes quickly, and then go downstairs to buy a few baskets of steamed dumplings. I want to eat them."
"Oh~~"
Ah Zhui was granted amnesty and ran back to his room.
I couldn't help complaining in my heart. Brother Long was disdainful and thought she was young, but in the end he still wanted to eat Xiao Long Bao. Are all men so outspoken?
……
It's about nine o'clock in the morning.
Elizabeth Stadium.
"Athletes from various countries began to enter the venue...",
"Today's competition is the preliminary round. There are more than 800 people participating in the competition. They are all elites from all over the world..."
The host of the fighting competition took the initiative to introduce popular players from various countries before the competition started.
They are mainly boxing gym masters with good records, or newcomers who have stood out in recent years.
But there aren't many things that can make Cheng Long pay extra attention.
There are only a few people.
One of them is Wu Liushou, the master of Huangji Jingtian Fist, who even Huo Huan couldn't help but praise.
The other two people, one of them is Lin Guobing, a senior brother from the island nation's Karate Doan Shuiliu, nicknamed the Human Weapon, and the other is Liu Jing, a new Jingwu sect who has had a relationship with Cheng Long.
Other unknown contestants may also have good kung fu, or even some hidden masters, and have a chance to enter the finals. However, it is almost impossible for these people to win the championship and collect a bonus of 10 million.
In Cheng Long's view, Wu Liushou, who had a chance to reach the finals, would have to endure the pain early when he encountered Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu or Liu Jing of Jingwu Sect.
The final champion is either Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu or Jingwu Sect Liu Jing.
"Meng Na, buy as I say, buy as much as you can, don't worry about losing money..." Cheng Long told Meng Na the names of Wu Liushou, Lin Guobing and Liu Jing, then hung up the phone and returned to Lei Zhi He sat down next to Lan.
Lei Zhilan frowned and said: "Why did it take so long?"
“There are so many people queuing up!”
Cheng Long smiled slightly and changed the conversation: "Alan, do you want to make some pocket money? If you see that guy with a mushroom head and a very bad appearance, if you buy him, you will definitely make more money than you lose."
"No, I hate gambling the most."
Lei Zhilan refused without thinking. Lei Youcai taught her since she was a child that as long as it doesn't involve pornography, gambling or drugs, it's okay to spend money.
She has also seen many people with good family backgrounds lose their lives because of drugs or gambling.
So Alan hates gambling very much...
(End of chapter)