several days later.
The starry sky in the sky is vast and boundless, Garen has never felt like looking up at it.
"Since that war, you have loved looking up at the stars at night. Is there anything special?"
Eighth Jinhuan came out from a corner of the yard in a black cloak. His face was still pale, but the way he looked at Garen was extremely complicated.
"A special place?" Garen smiled, "It's just how small I feel."
The two of them were standing in a suburban courtyard arranged by Jinhuan at this time, surrounded by various flowers and plants, the red, green and green were particularly eye-catching.
"Insignificant. In that battle a few days ago, you were hailed as the strongest expert in the southern secret martial arts world! Second only to Palosha, you think you are small, so other people really don't know how to position themselves." The Eighth Golden Ring sighed.
"Any plans for the future?"
"How are those people doing?" Garen asked back.
"It's okay, but I'm in a trance. I checked with a few psychiatrists, and they said it was caused by excessive fright. By the way, they really want to see you."
"See me?" Garen smiled. Ever since he suddenly realized the indomitable spiritual state that day, he could clearly feel that his energy and spirit had begun to be completely integrated, flowing continuously, his body agility, the sensitivity of the five senses, Reached an unprecedented level of terror.
Just like now, he can even feel the beating of the heart of the eighth golden ring a few meters away, the blood flowing, and he can hear the hissing sound of his blood rubbing against the blood vessels.
The mental concentration of ordinary people will form the so-called attention. The attention can only be concentrated a little, and the spirit will be tired after a short period of time. Then you can only wait for the circulation of qi and blood, and slowly recover naturally.
But now, he has the three elements of energy, energy, and spirit in one, with an endless supply of energy, huge and stable energy and blood, and his attention to the surrounding environment seems to have the effect of ordinary people's attention everywhere.
The surrounding environment within five meters was completely exposed in his mind.
"What did they see me for?"
Recalling that day, the person who was taken away by the Golden Ring soldiers arranged by Garen without any resistance.
Elder Sister Losita, Angela of the Golem Gate, and Leo, the boxing champion of the Black Label Club, besides the three, there are also some surviving subordinates of the Black Label Club of the Golem Gate. A total of fifty-four people.
Half of them were overly frightened after the First World War. It seemed that because of Garen's great courage, they had become mentally disturbed and had been sent to a nearby mental hospital for examination. The other half is now obediently staying in the prison, asking what to fight, and the psychological defense has been completely defeated by the fighting that day.
"I don't know, their spirits have been crushed by you, and they will involuntarily obey everything that involves you. In other words, they are completely defeated by you." Eighth Golden Ring said with emotion, " Looking at it now, it was really a wise decision when I recommended you to join the Golden Ring."
"The Black Label Society and the Golem Gate should have some action, right?" Garen asked softly.
"Of course, but when it comes to national security, it's useless for anyone to come. The strength of the Golem Gate's black label is in the strength of individual soldiers. It is impossible for the Federation to compare with our Golden Ring. What the Golden Ring lacks is also It's individual strength. Now that you're here, I'm completely confident!" Eighth Jinhuan laughed and said, "We don't need to give them face."
Garen understood that he meant to stand with him, and he did not hesitate to completely offend the Black Label Society and the Golem Gate.
The strength and influence of these two behemoths is not limited to this point. Obviously, the inside of the Golden Ring is also planning to gamble on him.
"By the way, where's Clark?" Gallon recalled the top red sand sword fighter who was hit by him.
"I just found his body. I came here mainly to inform you. Do you want to see it?"
"certainly."
Garen followed the eighth golden ring into the back room, and entered a study room on the side. There was a tunnel entrance on the ground.
The two walked in one after the other, and there were bright yellow electric lights installed on the wall.
Two black-clothed soldiers stood guard at intervals.
As the two passed by, the soldiers would salute neatly.
Garen calmly followed the eighth golden ring and walked downhill. The pale yellow passage seems to be going nowhere.
Soon the two turned into a white room.
There were already two coroners standing in the room. When they saw the two coming in, the coroner quickly bowed and retreated.
"How is it going?"
A female coroner took off her blue gloves, brushed her brown hair from the temples, and hesitated to speak.
"The endocrine system and blood circulation system of the dead body were overexcited. I don't know why. You should see for yourself, sir."
The eighth golden ring walked in front of the corpse.
Clark lay flat on a white high platform, his lower body was covered with a white cloth, and his exposed upper body had a Y-shaped knife mark cut from his chest to his lower abdomen.
The eighth golden ring put on his gloves, lifted the white cloth for a glance, and then raised his head to gesture to Gallon.
"Come and see for yourself."
Garen took the gloves from the coroner, put them on, and walked over.
Clark's corpse lay quietly on the platform. His skin was not pale and bloodless like ordinary corpses, but a strangely ripe red color.
Garen touched his forehead lightly. Brow slightly wrinkled.
"I was poisoned by the heat poison of my red jade palm, and my body was overheated. It's normal to die like this. It's just..."
"Just what?"
"Someone tried to save him. Still a master."
"oh?"
Eighth Golden Ring also became interested. "What level of master?"
"Very strong. But it doesn't matter, the moment Clark left the yard, the result was fixed." Garen looked calm.
"Red Jade Palm, tsk tsk, it's like boiling a person's blood, the whole person is boiled." Eighth Jinhuan kept sighing.
The two coroners seemed to be listening to a myth.
"Sir, do you think people have the means to control another person's endocrine and internal heat constant temperature system? This is completely unscientific!" The female coroner looked at the two in astonishment, as if she was looking at an alien.
"This person was obviously cooked by something high-heat. My suggestion is to directly conduct a tissue sampling test to see the changes in the internal details of the cells. Everything must be analyzed from the test results."
Eighth Golden Ring and Gallon were also difficult to explain to this obvious layman.
This kind of secret martial arts is indeed equivalent to a myth for outsiders.
"Everything on this guy has been searched, otherwise maybe some useful information on secret martial arts can be found." Eighth Jinhuan said regretfully.
"Let's go, go to my senior brother." Garen turned and walked out the door. The third senior brother came here with him, but before the action, he didn't let the third senior brother participate, and he didn't even give him any information at all. He didn't let Garcia be notified until everything was over.
Although Garcia was extremely annoyed, he also knew that Garen was doing it for his own good. They came later, and stayed here to guard Luoxita and the others.
After leaving the morgue, the two of them continued to walk down the passage after washing their hands.
After a while, they came to a row of closed prison passages.
On both sides of the passage are closed prisons, some of which are empty, and some of which are closed to mortals.
The walls had a smoky gray-black color, and the ground also looked a bit dirty, with some thin blood scabs here and there. Several prison guards were patrolling back and forth with pistols on their waists and batons in their hands.
The prison passage was very long, and the two walked directly inside. The warden who hurried over followed the two, introducing the situation here.
"All the prisoners here came in a few days ago. Among them, the chief prisoners who were specially ordered have been pierced through their lutes and put on the strongest steel shackles. There is absolutely no problem!"
As he trotted along, he prepared a large bunch of keys in his hand, ready to open the door for the two chiefs at any time. As the little leader of the Golden Ring, he still has good eyesight. Although the young man brought by the eighth Golden Ring this time, although he didn't wear a golden ring to show his position, he just watched the silent coercion. Some thorny old prisoners who were usually yelling and cursing loudly on the surrounding roads didn't dare to say anything, so they knew that this person was definitely a big shot, a ruthless character!
"The prisoner divisions here are arranged according to the importance of their strength, and the further they go, the more important they are." The warden introduced carefully.
"Go to the innermost heavy prison." Eighth Jinhuan said lightly.
"Yes Yes Yes!"
The warden, a thin middle-aged man, bent over again and again, took the key and immediately began to direct the guards to open the doors in front, and the iron doors were opened one by one by Cen.
Garen followed the crowd into the depths of the prison at the innermost end.
The smell of blood became heavier and heavier. As more and more iron doors were opened, the prisons on both sides became bigger and bigger, and the metal bars of the prison became thicker and thicker.
Some prisoners in the prisons on both sides hid in the corners, all of them had bloodshot eyes and looked thin, but their violent and powerful aura kept attacking from both sides.
From time to time someone laughed and whistled.
"Little Jack? Bringing newcomers in to sell his ass again? It's not easy~~" A burly man with disheveled hair on the left smiled slyly.
"This time I brought a little guy with thin skin and tender flesh. He looks like he's only in his twenties." A bearded male prisoner stood up and took off his pants directly to several people, unexpectedly intending to shush.
boom! !
A fierce light flashed in Garen's eyes, and he stretched out a hand, pressing it on the thick iron bar of his arm like a black python.
Click! !
The iron bar broke, flew inward, hit the prisoner hard on the chest, pierced through it with a snort, and nailed him to the wall behind him with an upside-down fly.
The man didn't say a word, and just died.
grunt
There was silence around the prison, and the warden swallowed his saliva with cold sweat all over his face.
No one dared to make a fuss among the surrounding prisoners. They all shrank into the shadow of the prison like frightened wild animals. The noisy prison suddenly fell silent.
Garen withdrew his left hand, the iron bars of the prison just now were broken by him, and even the entire metal iron gate of this single prison was loosened.
"continue."
"Yes, yes, yes!!" The warden unconsciously moved a little further away from Garen, a little closer to the eighth golden ring. The scene just now made him feel goose bumps all over his body when he was so close to Garen.
"It's so perverted! It's so perverted!!!" He kept muttering in his heart while leading the way, peeking at Garen from time to time, always paying attention to the expression on Garen's face, fearing that he might offend him if he wasn't careful.
(end of this chapter)