Not many people actually know the news that the old man Poison Bee died, especially those in the house, who are still doing things step by step.
"He should be about to wake up today, but what should he do if the master is not here?" a middle-aged man said anxiously.
They dared not forget the explanation from the old man Poison Bee. They agreed to call him when the spiritual liquid completely turned into a transparent color, but it had been more than seven days, but they had not seen him. Not only the middle-aged man who was talking, but everyone felt scared.
They know the temper of the Poison Bee Old Man. If they miss something, even if it is not their fault, they will not care who is right or who is wrong when they start an attack. At the least, they will be punished severely, and at the worst, they will be dead.
"You all talk, what should I do?"
A group of people looked at me and I, but they all lowered their heads and remained silent. There was only one older man who said, "The master should have delayed something, otherwise he would have come back long ago. This person is about to wake up, and no one knows what he will become. I think he should leave here first, if......"
Before they could finish speaking, they heard a rattle sound. A group of people suddenly turned around and looked at the young man locked by the black iron chain. The ups and downs on their bodies were obviously much bigger. Then there was another buzzing sound, which made them subconsciously take a few steps back, and finally a touch.
"No! Go quickly!" a man roared in panic, but unfortunately everything was too late. While he was roaring, the black iron chains on the boxing champion were completely shaken open, and the broken iron flew around. Many bottles and jars around were shattered, and a large number of poisons crawled out. The people who were not penetrated by the broken iron did not escape the attack of the poison.
In an instant, there were only four or five of the nearly thirty people left.
The boxing champion suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the surrounding environment, and found that this place was no longer what it used to be. It should be caused by the power that was overflowing from his body. After checking it, he felt indescribable surprise and a strong force in his heart.
This power is unprecedentedly powerful, and the boxing champion cannot even believe that he will have such a powerful force one day. However, he knew that all this was thanks to the old man Poison Bee, but he would not thank the old man. He had long felt that the old man Poison Bee would never be so kind to make him stronger when he caught him, but had another calculation and turned him into a killing weapon.
But the only thing that the boxing champion can't understand is why there is no other discomfort except for the strength becoming stronger. As one of the twelve kings of the ghost killer organization, his intention to the old man Poison Bee can be said to be able to guess the tenth **. If nothing unexpected happens, he wants to turn him into an unconscious killing machine.
He is still him now, without any discomfort. Has the poisonous bee changed?
No, that old thing is definitely not a good bird.
The strong poison released by the poisonous substances climbing all over the ground pulled the boxing champion back to reality. Strangely, he was not afraid of those poisons, but instead felt a sense of intimacy. He stood up and grabbed a poisonous scorpion. The boxing champion showed a deep smile on his face.
"Where are the old scattered hairs in the poisonous bee?" The boxing champion stared at the remaining trembling people and frowned.
"Master...Master...He's not back." One man swallowed a few times, and the aura emitted by the boxing champion was as terrifying as those poisons.
"Is that right?" The boxing champion grinned and said that the old Zamao had not come back. He finally felt a little clear in his heart. It was not that he did not attack him, but that he had lost the opportunity, but that thing delayed the old Zamao.
"Where is he going?"
"No...I don't know!"
The boxing champion's pupils tightened, and a cold light shot out, "You want to die!"
"We really... don't know!" In the blink of an eye, the remaining few people died at the hands of the boxing champion.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, the boxing champion snorted coldly, "Maybe it was not your original intention, but you are also accomplices."
"Hahaha, Lao Zamao, you can't imagine that I really thank you for giving me such a powerful force, hahaha." The boxing champion laughed wildly, and his laughter echoed throughout the secret room, and his smile suddenly stopped, and a chill emanated from his body, "I hope you will never show up, otherwise I will let you know what life is worse than death."
The joy of increasing strength lasted for a long time, but the boxing champion did not completely lose his rationality. The feeling of being close to poisons just now became stronger. After several experiments, I finally completely believed that he is not only immune to all poisons, but also can control many poisons.
What surprised the boxing champion the most was that he had read through the secret room and finally found what he wanted, a secret book for practicing poison skills. He found one of the stimulation techniques that he was familiar with, which was the method that the Poison Bee Old Man was preparing to apply to him.
"Old Zamao, I really want to take the opportunity to erase my thoughts. Humph! The abacus is well played, but it's a pity that you miscalculated and left so many good things for me. Hehe, thank you."
Sitting cross-legged, the boxing champion flirted through the ancient book page by page. In addition to a set of skills to practice poison, the rest were introductions to poisonous substances, as well as methods to make poisons and control poisons. It took several hours to read the not-so-thick book. At the moment of reading it, I was completely shocked by the content.
Poison can be used like this. No wonder it is safe and sound after being bitten by those poisonous substances containing highly toxic. Poison is not purely harmful, but can also help people improve their strength.
Next, the boxing champion tried to run the power in his body several great circles according to the running route of the poison skills, and was surprised to find that this poison skills seemed to be specially prepared for him.
"Old Zamao, hahaha, I want to thank you, thank you, thank you all the family, thank you for your 18th generation of ancestors." The boxing champion smiled and cursed, and suddenly slapped him on the forehead, "Cao, I'm not him, damn, I even scolded myself."
But at this time, a few dry coughs sounded!
The boxing champion was shocked. His strength had reached beyond his knowledge, but he still didn't feel anyone approaching. This person arrived here silently, which only shows that he was very strong.
"Who is coming out, otherwise I..." Before the boxing champion finished speaking, a verb came, "Otherwise, your grandma would dare to call herself I, and she would be brave enough."
This sound!
This sound is!
Isn't this sound the boss?
Finally, Mu Feng walked out of the darkness and looked at the stupid boxing champion with a stern face. The boxing champion was staring at him stupidly. When he came to his senses, he rushed over, "Boss, it's really you. I miss you so much, come and kiss me!"
"I'll kiss your sister!" Mu Feng pushed the boxing champion away, then kicked him away, rubbed him hard on his face, muttering in his heart, "Why are these dead boys almost the same virtues?"
Mu Feng didn't know that if Wang Luoshan heard his thoughts, his ears would probably be twisted again, and he also said that other people's virtues were wrong. He was not a good person.
"Boss, why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?"
"Why are you here? Why is that?"
"······" Silently, he continued to be speechless, and the corners of his mouth tear apart, Mu Feng kicked the boxing champion away again, "Get out!"
"Hehe, boss, really, how could you find this place? I was caught by the old bastard and wanted to kill me, but now, it's difficult to kill me." The boxing champion said proudly.
"You can't do it?"
The boxing champion approached, "Boss, this is not a question of excellence, but strength. Otherwise, we can tell you very well, but I have confidence and rest assured. No matter what the result is, I won't tell other brothers. After all, I'm not very embarrassed, right?"
"Oh, from what you mean, it seems that I will definitely be able to take it?" Mu Feng hugged his hands in front of his chest and said jokingly.
The boxing champion scratched his head, "Actually, I just got itchy hands."
"Oh, that's it." Mu Feng nodded in thought, then slowly took out the silk gloves and put them on. When the boxing champion saw it, he was surprised, "Boss, your gloves are so beautiful, where did you come from?"
"I really want to know?"
He nodded vigorously, and the boxing champion became shy, "You know I am also practicing boxing, so, hehe!"
"It's not impossible, but..." Suddenly, Mu Feng swung his fist and hit the boxing champion's eyes, then rushed forward and bombarded him, making the latter scream and scream. Finally, he slowly took off the silk gloves, still on him, "You want you to give it to you."
"Damn it, it's just a pair of gloves. As for it, and whether it's a slap in the face or not, my handsome face has been swollen. How can I still be soaked in a girl?" The boxing champion got up with a sad face, but did not forget to grab the silk gloves.
"What's wrong? Don't want it, right? Then give it to me." Mu Feng reached out to grab it, but the boxing champion fist was away, quickly put away his gloves and muttered, "I've been beaten and I still want to go back. How could such a good thing happen?"
"Boss, you haven't told me why you are here? The poisonous bee is not simple. It is good at using poison and is difficult to deal with."
"Die!" Mu Feng took out a cigarette, threw one for the boxing champion, lit one by himself, and said leisurely, "If he wants to die, he will not die. Do you think you can still be as lively as you are now. Even if you wake up, you will still be a puppet without thoughts."
Ga~
I heard that the boxing champion had a serious expression on his red and swollen face, "Boss, it turns out that you killed that old thing."
With a chuckle, Mu Feng shook his head, "It's not true, he's dead anyway."
"Damn it, you'll die like this, it's really a bargain." The boxing champion cursed angrily, turned his head to look at Mu Feng, and asked curiously, "You met that kid."
"Um!"
"I just said, otherwise how could you know I'm here? By the way, that guy was not chased by the wife of the Ice Palace."
This made Mu Feng stunned. He looked at the boxing champion carefully, and saw that the latter was embarrassed to turn his head away.
If there is a problem, there must be a problem.
Looking back on King Wu’s treatment in the Ice Palace and the reaction of the boxing champion now, Mu Feng always felt a little strange. The women in the Ice Palace were very cold, but there was no need to shout and kill. There must be another article here.
Frowning, Mu Feng sighed, "I met you, but that guy is in the Ice Palace, probably...ah!"
While speaking, Mu Feng glanced at the boxing champion intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was looking at this guy's reaction.
"It's over, it's true. Boss, let's get that kid out as soon as possible. When the time is over, maybe it's going to be cracked."
"What happened?" Mu Feng frowned even more.
"Well," the boxing champion seemed not to want to say it, but his expression on his face was shy. Mu Feng shouted, "Is it still not to say it."
"Say, I'll say!" The boxing king laughed dryly, and then said the matter in its original form. After hearing this, Mu Feng said that he deserved it, but he just did such a dirty thing and peeked at someone to take a bath. No wonder King Wu was repaired by that beautiful woman in the Ice Palace.
Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah! It’s not a waste. Mu Feng quickly stopped that idea. It seemed that he had done the same thing himself. He sighed in his heart that others were right, birds of feathers flocked together.
"Boss?"
"Ahem, I'm worried, I guess that kid hasn't been beaten up now, I'm fine." Looking back on the scene when he saw King Wu being twisted out for the last time, Mu Feng's deep meaningful path.
"What's the situation?" The boxing champion was stunned.