Soul of Negary Vol 9 Chapter 7: who am I? Call me master master master master master killer J

Inner anger was instantly ignited, and Zhu Ping felt his reason was erased in an instant, and then attacked the opposite person like a lunatic.
As the emotions aroused, qi and blood rumbled across the body, Zhu Ping crossed the scattered objects, his fists contracted, and then fired like a shell.
Straight to the facade of the man opposite.
The man snorted with smoke and spit out a cigarette, and the smoke was like an arrow, rushing into Zhu Ping's eyes like a white line.
Zhu Ping shook his head, but the smoke seemed to follow, drawing a curve in the air and rushing into Zhu Ping's eyes.
The impact of the smoke made Zhu Ping close his eyes instinctively, and the tears immediately spilled out.
The remaining reason is warning, let Zhu Ping perceive the danger is coming, according to the irritability in his heart, Zhu Ping lowered his body, withdrawn his hands and held it in front of him, imitating ability started, imitating the ability of a blood and martial artist from a certain extraordinary stage Start applying to yourself.
The irritable qi and blood came out through the body, and the emotions that were constantly poured in were sent out of the body with the qi and blood, and the body twisted. The qi and blood were like a giant dragon, squeezing out things that did not belong to the body.
In the early stage, the qi-blood warrior did not have any other benefits besides being physically stronger, stronger, and faster.
For those training systems that can use various abilities, the Qi and Blood Warrior is a living target from the beginning, and the transformation begins after the Qi and Blood Warrior has trained the Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke.
At this stage, the Qi and Blood Warriors formally become the extraordinary class. Although they are still only physically strong, they have extremely strong xenophobia and digestibility.
Some disturbing spells or similar abilities will be squeezed out by qi and blood, with minimal impact on them.
At the same time, poison and other things will be quickly digested in the transportation of qi and blood.
As the qi-blood warrior's ability improves, their traits will become stronger and stronger, until finally, with a roar, qi and blood flow out, and all methods of retreat.
At that time, whether they were human or not, they also said that the whole person has become a mass of Qi and blood polymers, their own life characteristics are completely imprinted on each ray of Qi and blood, and their own ideas are fully integrated into it.
Using qi and blood can imitate any creature, even if there is only a ray of blood, it can be reborn.
Of course, Zhu Ping is still far from that level. His whole body is full of blood and blood, but he just eliminates the previous interference, and the discomfort is relieved as the blood and blood wash away his eyes.
Zhu Ping quickly opened his eyes and saw a sole zooming in quickly.
Zhu Ping, who had no time to think about it, was kicked back and hit the back wall.
A crack appeared on the wall of the apartment. Before the lime fell on Zhu Ping, he was pushed away by blood.
The man stared at the dead fish's eyes and withdrew his feet in the smoke, and then slowly said: "Zhu Ping, suddenly awakened superpower two weeks ago. Before that, there was no sign of awakening, including the three generations of the ancestors. Record, so why did you suddenly awaken such a superpower?"
"Don't tell me you're lucky!" The man's last good character became extra heavy, his hands flicked, several things like fine needles flew out, and they couldn't be stopped at Zhu Ping's current speed. The fine needle was stuck in several parts of Zhu Ping's body.
Zhu Ping only felt that his whole body's blood was stagnant. The original violent blood was suddenly pressed back. Obviously this person was not strange to the blood-blooded martial arts.
The blood of Zhu Ping's extraordinary stage was still imitated by his ability. Compared with normal blood-blooded warriors, there was still a little difference. Under the means of the other party, Zhu Ping was particularly uncomfortable.
Not only can qi and blood not be mobilized, but even the body is in a semi-paralyzed state.
"On the suspect list, you are ranked ninth." The man said regretfully: "And all of the top ten in our decision were resolved."
"So whether you are or not, it's a pity."
"I just awakened my superpower, became a citizen, and died like this." The man raised a long needle with a distinct color, and said sarcastically: "If you want to blame the person who told you that."
"Speak that person, I will make you die more happy."
"Otherwise, if the needle goes down, the toxin on it will amplify your sensitivity, and then you will feel something clearly and nibble your body bit by bit."
"Trust me, you can't bear the itching and pain." The man reached out and took off a needle on Zhu Ping's neck. At this time, Zhu Ping felt that his throat was loose and he could talk.
"I don't know what you're talking about, you bastard!" Zhu Ping knew very well that if he didn't say there was a chance, once he said it, it would really be dead.
"Huh, well, anyway, in pain, you will unconsciously use that evil force to relieve pain."
"It's a pity that the eight people in front of you all died because of your involvement." With that long colored needle in hand, the man didn't hesitate anymore and stabbed directly.
Zhu Ping felt a cold neck, but the coolness soon stopped, and the needle was resting on his neck, and he could pierce the epidermis with a little force.
Just when Zhu Ping thought that the other party was just scaring him, the person's body went straight, and a person with medium and long hair, wearing a sultry white robe, didn't know where it came out, and reached out in that person's pocket. Fumbled a few times, and took out a pack of cigarettes and lighters.
First lower your head and point to yourself, after taking a deep breath, spit out a few smoke rings, and then looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.
A lonely temperament of a master suddenly emerged.
"Hey, he has been in prison for hundreds of years, and his mouth is about to fade out of the bird." The sullen man turned his head, and his eyes were full of tears: "Do you know that it is the kind of bird that sees others walking?" , Want to lick it."
Zhu Ping's expression straddled, and I thought this was a senior member of the organization related to Soul Flame.
Not wanting is actually just a neuropathy.
"No, no, I'm just thinking more broadly, definitely not mentally ill." Killer J stretched his waist with a cigarette, then hooked his hand on Zhu Ping's shoulder, and asked with a sly smile: "So what, that brother , Do you know where that one is nearby?"
"Huh?" Zhu Ping tried to break free, and found that he couldn't break free completely. Then he honestly replied: "What's that?"
"It's the kind of place where there are many poor ladies who are homeless in thin clothes at night."
"Do not hide from you, my greatest hobby is to do good deeds. I plan to give two relief at a time...not three such ladies."