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’This Lone Wolf is a perfect fit for !
And I have Revival 3; if I can’t finish it in ti, I can try opening my ridians.’
Zhang Feng’s eyes lit up, and seeing this evil force, he couldn’t help but think of Luo Huo and the others,
’In the past, when facing a big gang like Luo Huo’s, at most I was just a side player.
The main force was still left to others.
But now, I am the main force, working alone, taking on a whole group by myself.’
Zhang Feng thought to himself and quickly ca to a conclusion,
’Then let’s go all out and blow up that person’s lair.’
Select Lone Wolf.
At the sa ti, Zhang Feng looked at the second enhancent.
[Constitution 1.2]
[Reaction Speed -0.003]
[Martial Arts 0.5]
Choose 1, there isn’t much ti in this world.
’High-speed hunting’ requires speed and the highest cost-effectiveness.
Strength is never wrong.
Look at the third enhancent.
[1: Digestion and Absorption 30 grams]
[2: Alloy Military Knife]
[3: Constitution 1.3]
Choose 3.
Strength.
Who needs a military knife, it’s better to get a gun when the ti cos.
All choices are made.
Zhang Feng moved his body a bit; there were many minor issues.
But as long as I can live for five days, it’s not a problem.
Thinking to himself.
Zhang Feng looked at the ridians of his body one by one.
In just ten seconds, Zhang Feng opened a ridian on his hand.
Then, arms, legs, feet.
After three months of big data and various human body function models.
Zhang Feng can now open ridians faster, and with a sense of understanding, it’s like adding wings to a tiger.
Just the internal organs, he didn’t open them, there was no ti to nourish them.
’Actually, if there was ti to open the internal organs and resonate them, there would be ti to nourish the body.’
Zhang Feng now has plenty of knowledge,
’At 48 years old, in my current view, although it’s not the peak period for martial arts, it is still a pri ti.’
...
In just half an hour.
Zhang Feng opened all the ridians he knew.
Seeing that those big brothers hadn’t co yet.
Zhang Feng picked up the leftover bread on the table, eating while preparing for Spirit Awakening.
But he only finished opening one hand, while the other was only 69% open.
Bang—
The room door was pushed open from outside.
Four big n entered one after another.
Zhang Feng glanced at them and saw that although they had no martial skills, their physiques had strength comparable to his post-enhancent self.
Fortunately, he just ate a large piece of bread, so the blood qi in both hands could condense a little.
Otherwise, even if he took down all four of them, it would be troubleso if there were others outside or if they brought weapons.
He might get injured, and an injury would be a big problem.
Either try opening ridians and commit suicide to waste a revival margin of error.
Or drag the injured body, affecting all subsequent progress.
anwhile.
After the four entered, one guarded the door.
Two stood in front of the door.
"What have you decided, old man?"
The short-haired man in the lead stepped forward a few steps, smiled at Zhang Feng, and said, "Have you figured out where your little treasury is?"
"I only have that property." Zhang Feng saw he wanted to chat, so he chatted.
Although he didn’t know what he was waiting for, he himself was waiting for the other hand to open Spirit Awakening.
"Many rich people like to say they have no money." The short-haired man smiled and sat on the desk, "So old man, don’t wait for us to take action before you rember your little treasury.
With your frail body, I’m afraid you can’t take much beating."
"I really have no money." Zhang Feng was distracted by the conversation while delaying, so he opened slowly but was still adding, "I’m just a cleaner who was scamd by the boss."
"Oh! Right!" The short-haired man looked Zhang Feng up and down, "Your cleaner outfit and look really resemble a cleaner."
As he said this, he suddenly yelled angrily, "I don’t care what you are, just one word now, hand over the money!"
"Brother, why are you wasting words with this old thing!" the big man at the back stepped forward and slapped the table with his hand, "I’m just asking you, where’s the money?"
"I already said..." Zhang Feng’s hand opened Spirit Awakening 100%, and his stomach began to grow hungry, the blood qi condensing, "I just have that one property, which you took."
"Damnit to hell with you!" The big man saw Zhang Feng’s stubbornness, picked up the desk phone, "I see you just won’t cry until you see a coffin!"
Screech—
A light sound.
Before he could smash the phone.
Zhang Feng seized the mont, grabbed the pen on the table, flicked off the cap, thrust his hand forward, and the pen precisely pierced into his eye.
Simultaneously, Zhang Feng overclocked and erupted, his standing body stomped on the table, his toes kicking towards the short-haired man’s throat.
All of these attacks happened within one second.
"Ah!"
Only then did the big man’s scream break the silence in the office.
The short-haired man only saw Zhang Feng suddenly leap up, and as he was about to retreat, he felt a sharp pain in his throat.
"Uh..." Only then did he back away, clutching his broken throat, his narrow airway making breathing extrely difficult.
At this mont, the strange actions of the short-haired man, together with the screaming big man, startled the two at the door.
Because the short-haired man blocked the view, they had only seen Zhang Feng leap onto the table and did not see him attack.
But as the short-haired man turned around, clutching his eye,
They saw his hand covered in blood and the pen lodged in his eye, their hearts pounding with shock.
Tap!
Yet Zhang Feng didn’t pause, leaping from the table towards the front.
Facing a suddenly erupting honest middle-aged man, the two were initially at a loss, and when they prepared to fight back,
Zhang Feng swung his hand to slap, hitting one’s temple, at the mont of contact, overclocking resonance destroyed his brain’s central nervous system.
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