Chapter 81 I already have someone I hate
Faced with the pressure of a genuine martial arts master, Yuan Hao remained calm: "There is a little trouble, and the experiment needs to be temporarily suspended."
"A little trouble?"
Song Yanhai laughed angrily: "Do you know? If I hadn't helped to cover it up, you and your people would have been taken advantage of by the Wushu Association! This time you have brought such a big trap to me!"
"Why should Master Song be angry? The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish. The Song family wants to regain its past glory under the wave of the new era, and a small risk is actually acceptable."
Yuan Hao still had the same unhurried attitude: "This time, it was mainly because Ye Qingzhou's strength exceeded expectations that led to the failure of the arrest. But don't worry, Yuan Xue will send experts soon. When the time comes, he will It’s foolproof.”
"Original Blood Society?"
Song Yanhai's eyes turned cold and he stared at Yuan Hao: "Why does this matter involve the organization of the West Pole Kingdom? I don't want to be related to this group of lunatics."
Yuan Hao sneered: "Master Song, how can you pretend to be righteous now? The East Pole Kingdom has long banned bloodline transformation. This technical route is currently only allowed by the West Pole Kingdom and the Europa Alliance. Do you think Where did my initial experimental data and funding come from? ”
Song Yanhai had already made speculations about this matter.
However, people die for wealth, and birds die for food.
Dongji Kingdom intends to cultivate civilian martial arts masters and suppress the martial arts families who stick together. Naturally, people like Song Yanhai will not sit still and wait for death.
So even if he takes risks, he is willing to give it a try to see if he can break through the realm.
If we can use the bloodline transformation experiment to have the level of combat power of Qi Shengtian and Zhang Xinwu, why should the entire Song family act based on other people's faces?
Seeing this, Yuan Hao finally said with a smile: "Master Song, martial arts has no national boundaries. As long as you get what you want in the end, it doesn't matter which side you stand on?"
Song Yanhai snorted coldly: "Wait until you really succeed. The current dragon blood potion has no effect on master-level martial arts masters."
"That's why I need Ye Qingzhou's blood. He must have the answer I want hidden in him."
Yuan Hao's eyes were burning, and what was burning in his eyes was the fire called ambition.
After leaving the Song family, Yuan Hao drove to the suburbs and drove into an old villa with mottled walls.
The door slowly opened, and Yang Da and Wei Qiang came out to greet them.
"Have all the equipment and materials been moved here?"
Wei Qiang was born deaf and mute. He could read lips but could not speak.
So it was Yang Da who answered: "The arrangements have been made, but Xiao Xinxin's mood is very unstable, and she almost killed two more materials."
The old villa was built a century and a half ago. War was frequent at that time, so a basement was specially dug under the villa.
With just a few modifications, this place can be turned into a secret laboratory.
Walking into the basement, the smell of formalin hit your nostrils, followed by some messy freezers that were very similar to coffins. Lying inside were the "materials" Yang Da said.
A living person.
Among them are Cen Chunhui and Song Li, who are suspected to be missing. These two unlucky guys were both captured during wild survival training.
At this time, the two people's eyes were dull, like puppets on strings, fighting each other selflessly.
There were wounds on his body, and there was blood all over his body, and there was no sign of them stopping.
Yuan Hao walked to Li Yanxin, touched the little Loli's head, and calmed her down: "Stop playing, if you keep playing, they will be killed by you again. Now outside, people from the Wushu Association can see Tight, the material is not easy to grasp.”
Li Yanxin was wearing a black dress, her fingers were dancing wildly, and the invisible thread between her fingers was currently connected to Cen Chunhui and Song Li. She looked fierce and cute, biting her shell teeth, and cursed: "Ye Qingzhou, I hate you, I want you to die!"
After saying that, he controlled Cen Chunhui and Song Li to fight more fiercely, and even their arms were cut off by each other and fell to the ground.
Yuan Hao shook his head and sighed. Just as he was about to clean up the mess for Li Yanxin, a familiar whisper came to his ears.
"Oh? You hate me? What a pity, I already have someone I hate."
"Ye Qingzhou!!!"
Yuan Hao suddenly turned around with a shocked and panic expression on his face: "How did you find this place!"
Ye Qingzhou's figure slowly walked out of the shadows. The shadow of his perfect state made him look like a ghost in the dark night. His aura was restrained and difficult to be discovered.
Ye Qingzhou smiled, pointed at Li Yanxin, and then pointed at Yuan Hao: "I left two sword intentions on you, otherwise, why would I let you go during the day?"
Play the long game and catch big fish!
At this moment, Yuan Hao still didn't understand that Ye Qingzhou didn't pursue him because he wanted to find his lair and solve all the troubles once and for all.
Careless!
Yuan Hao felt regretful in his heart. He really didn't expect that a young man like Ye Qingzhou would behave in such a cunning and flawless manner.
Ye Qingzhou was very busy: "So, the person standing behind you is the Linjiang Song family, and what kind of Origin Blood Society is there?"
"Now that you know that my background is not simple, you should understand that killing me will not do you any good."
"Haha, but if I don't kill you, it will be bad for me."
Ye Qingzhou's expression was indifferent, and his gentle words revealed murderous intentions everywhere: "Besides, I don't care about offending the forces and organizations behind you. Anyway, if you kill slowly, you will be able to finish the killing."
"You!!!"
Yuan Hao still wanted to speak, but the brilliant sword light of Long Yuan Sword had completely engulfed his figure.
Before his consciousness completely dissipated, Yuan Hao seemed to hear a dragon's roar that penetrated the long river of time and space, reaching the sky and the earth, shaking the past and the present, just like a rolling wheel crushing a tiny praying mantis, annihilating and shattering his soul.
It seems that due to the recent nourishment by Ye Qingzhou's sword intention, Long Yuan Sword has recovered part of its power. The power of the Dragon Sword is so powerful that even Ye Qingzhou was surprised.
Looking at Yuan Hao's fallen body, Ye Qingzhou gently caressed the magic weapon in his hand: "No wonder everyone wants a peerless magic weapon. It does have addictive power."
However, Ye Qingzhou still firmly believes that people are always powerful, not weapons.
Although magical weapons are good, one's own improvement is the right path.
Holding Long Yuan in hand, Ye Qingzhou turned around and looked at Yang Da and Wei Qiang who had rushed over after hearing the sound, as well as the fierce-looking Gothic-style lolita Li Yanxin.
"Have you decided how to die?"
Ye Qingzhou showed a hearty smile to the three of them, but the two rows of snow-white teeth made people feel chilly and sent shivers down their spines under the moonlight.
"Run separately!"
Yang Da twisted Liu's waist and turned around and left without hesitation.
The moment he saw Yuan Hao's body on the ground, he understood that staying here would lead to death.
(End of chapter)