Chapter 4161: Desperate Hans

Hans at this moment looked terrifying in appearance, like a mummy that had dried for many years.
"Ho ho..."
Looking at Tang Zhen behind him, he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but his throat couldn't make a normal sound.
But like a broken bellows, the movement is low and hoarse.
Tang Zhen could see that Hans' eyes were filled with despair, and there was a trace of pleading at the same time.
Although Tang Zhen is an enemy, he is also his only hope.
If Tang Zhen didn't help, he would be drained by the oil lamp and turned into a corpse at the entrance of the ancient tomb.
But the problem is that Tang Zhen will really help?
Hans knew very well in his heart that Tang Zhen's ability to appear in front of him intact was actually enough to explain the problem.
When despair reappeared in his heart, Tang Zhen had already appeared in front of him, followed by two crashing sounds of objects falling on the ground.
"Uh uh uh!"
Hans felt as if his body was leaking, and then he felt relieved.
Tang Zhen directly kicked the two lamps on his shoulders, and the faint green blood flames were also extinguished.
Hans collapsed to the ground as if his bones had been removed.
It was like being stuck in the neck, and was finally able to breathe at this moment, constantly sucking air frantically.
Tang Zhen stood by with a cold expression on his face.
After dozens of breaths, Hans finally slowed down and turned his head to look at his side laboriously.
"thanks."
Hans at this moment was so weak that he had to do his best to speak.
"Don't thank me, you won't live long anyway."
Tang Zhen's tone was plain, Hans was not much different from the dead in his eyes.
"I know, but I still hope you can help me perform a secret technique."
When Hans said this, he stubbornly pulled out his pocket, and took out a piece of animal skin with his trembling arm.
"There is a secret technique for blood exchange, which can help me heal my wounds. As long as you can help, I will give away all my wealth."
Hans, who was on the verge of death, wanted to use secret methods to continue his life, but Tang Zhen had to help.
It was even clearer in his heart that if Tang Zhen agreed to help, what kind of fate would he encounter.
In order to ensure success, Tang Zhen used money as bait, hoping that Tang Zhen would be tempted.
After all, before this, the dispute between the two parties had been settled through money.
"Those of your wealth, even if they are put together, I'm afraid they won't be as good as the one item in it.
So your terms, I am not very interested. "
Tang Zhen looked at the wooden door, with a smile on his lips, and directly rejected Hans' request.
"Uh……"
Hans opened his eyes. This was his only hope of survival, but Tang Zhen directly rejected it.
He still has big dreams. To become a powerful practitioner, he must not die in this place.
Even at this moment, he hated Tang Zhen so much, but he still wanted to beg for it.
"Help me, I will not only give you wealth, but also teach you to pass on the secret technique, so that you have powerful power.
Even one day, it can be compared to the gods! "
In order to survive, Hans began to talk, as long as Tang shakes his heart, then he has a chance to survive.
But he didn't want Tang Zhen to hear this, showing a trace of disdain, and shook his head gently.
"If your so-called secret technique is this kind of low-end corpse control technique, don't use it as a shame."
Hearing Tang Zhen's ridicule, Hans's heart became more desperate. He didn't expect that the secret technique he regarded as a treasure was not even seen by Tang Zhen.
"No, you don't understand, as long as you continue to practice and pray to the gods sincerely, you will be able to gain a stronger inheritance!"
Facing Tang Zhen's doubts, Hans was a little hysterical. If he could move now, he would definitely fight Tang Zhen and kill the guy who questioned him.
Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes, staring at the tomb door in front, and didn't bother to pay attention to this guy.
Soon he squatted down, opened the backpack beside Hans, and took out the silver medicine bottle and syringe from it.
He opened the sealed medicine bottle, sucked in a syringe of liquid medicine, and looked at Hans lying on the ground.
"what are you going to do?"
There was a hint of horror in Hans's tone, and he had a bad premonition.
"Of course it is to punish you and make you pay for your actions!
You use this kind of venom to kill people, but you end up dying at the hands of this kind of venom. This method of death is undoubtedly very suitable.
In my hometown’s language, it’s called evil retribution. I don’t know if you agree with it. "
Tang Zhen's sarcasm smile was extremely terrifying in Hans's eyes, it was like a devil.
"No, please, don't do this!"
Hans begged loudly, but the syringe in Tang Zhen's hand had already fallen, piercing him directly in the chest.
Hans was in a skinny state at this moment, and the needle pierced in without hindrance.
Hans roared hoarsely. As the maker of the potion, he naturally knew the result of being injected.
Even a normal person will definitely be infected and die.
A corpse like this can become a ghoul that can be manipulated as long as it is summoned by a secret technique.
He cooperates with female nurses to find strong people who are dying, so as to avoid the suspicion of official organizations.
If it is a sudden death of a normal person, there will definitely be a coroner's examination, but if it is a patient who is dying in the hospital, no one cares at all.
Using this method, Hans obtained a lot of corpses, which were used as tools after refining, and went into the depths of this ancient tomb to search for treasures.
There is horror in the ancient tomb, and living people will undoubtedly die when they enter. Using the controllable ghoul, it is not easy to be discovered by evil spirits.
There are also shortcomings. This kind of ghoul can only be used for a short time. When the remaining essence in the body is exhausted, the ghoul will also become a real corpse, and it will rot at an extremely fast rate.
In fact, there are advanced secret techniques that can refine ghouls, which not only last longer to control, but also gain some weird and powerful abilities.
For example, poisonous claws grow, the skin hardens, and even poisonous gas can be sprayed at the mouth, which has the ability to shock the soul.
Hans was eager for such inheritance skills, but lacked enough courage and physique, for fear that he could not bear the backlash from the void.
This inheritance of controlling ghouls comes from the unknown gods in the void, and every time the inheritance is obtained, the corresponding price must be paid.
Hans tried it once and felt that life is better than death.
But for the great power and the benefits that power brings, there are still many practitioners going forward.
Only those who have personally experienced it will know how big the temptation is, like an addiction, it is impossible to give up.
Hans is the same, preparing to practice for a period of time, will try to obtain advanced skills.
But these dreams will come to an end today.
"Damn beast, I curse you to hell..."
Hans tried his best to roar and plead. With his current state, he couldn't withstand the poison of the potion.
In a few minutes, it will become a corpse.
Hans's dry skin became dull and thin, and he could not feel the pain at all.
I couldn't see it either. The needle pierced my body and all the black liquid was pushed in.
"Shut up and wait for death."
Tang Zhen held an empty syringe, shook it in front of Hans, and threw it aside like garbage.
When Hans saw this, his eyes were round, as if he was about to kill Tang Zhen with his eyes.
After insisting on it for a few seconds, he lay on the ground decadently, silently like a dead dog.
He knew in his heart that there was no doubt that he would die, and naturally he would no longer be wasting his efforts.
On the contrary, in my mind, recalling my own life and past, I still have infinite emotion in my heart.
If he could choose again, he would definitely not be mediocre, and would do his best to obtain the inheritance of high-level secret arts.
Even if you die from the backlash, it is better than living like a dog, and finally falling at the door of the underground tomb, but he dared not take a step until he died.
"If you are strong enough, you might have entered the tomb long ago and got the legendary treasure..."
With deep regret, Hans closed his eyes and plunged into an endless dark vortex.