Chapter 89 Ancestral Secret Technique
"Hmph! Hahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!"
“Wow hahahahahahaha!”
The sudden burst of laughter broke the numb silence of Chengshan Port. In countless dull eyes, Chen Bao stared at the slightly trembling right hand, as if he was venting something, lowering his head and laughing wildly;
With those wild laughters rolling away, as the bleak sky fell into a flash of light and darkness again, Chen Bao finally trembled and straightened his tower-like body. In the dark windbreaker, Chen Bao slowly raised his bald head with blue veins, revealing his blood-red eyes and a distorted hideous face!
"Okay! Very good! Very good!"
Looking at the still silent ruins, Chen Bao's cheeks kept twitching, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely three words "good" in a row—
"It's been a long time since I've encountered an enemy that can make me fight so happily;"
"You really came from the army. I didn't expect that there were people like you, the troops that had been hiding in the women's crotch. Although you lacked the combat experience with the awakened ones, I was still very happy-"
"I'm glad there are people who can break my tendons now!"
"so--"
Chen Bao gritted his teeth, trembling with his painful right arm, slowly raised his chin to look at the dead ruins, and then walked step by step towards a crooked electric pole in a terrifying gaze, and then looked at the dead ruins again and said with a grim voice:
"You are qualified to be my enemy;"
"And, as my enemy, I respect you, I will give you one-"
"Hmph!"
call--
Before he finished speaking, he sneered, his legs were like the wind. In the gloomy sneer, in the howling cold wind, the shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly exploded. Chen Bao raised his legs like lightning, sweeping down the extremely hard cement telephone pole!
Click!
With a crisp sound, the thick and heavy standard telephone pole was swept off by Chen Bao in a burst of dust. Then, after gently tweaking his left arm, it fell gently on Chen Bao's iron beam-like shoulder like a light bamboo pole!
As the telephone pole fell, Chen Bao grinned again, looked at the dead ruins, and then stretched out his intact left hand, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and then straightened the broken steel bars in the telephone pole one by one, then gently lifted the left hand, and with a "scream", the heavy telephone pole was like a giant cannon, being held firmly by Chen Bao on his shoulders. Then, Chen Bao slowly turned around, looked at the dead ruins with resentment and said in a dark voice:
"As my enemy, I respect you as a man, so I will give you one-
“Very, very happy—”
"Die—Maha!!"
"Ahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Accompanied by the thunderous laughter, in the fearful eyes of countless people, Chen Bao suddenly turned the broken hole of the telephone pole, slowly aimed the seven extremely sharp steel bars at the dead ruins from afar, and then curled his mouth slightly, suddenly lowered his tower-like body, and his legs suddenly-
"The honor...the honor is so great..."
"What a great honor!"
However, just as Chen Bao was accumulating his energy and was about to jump up, a trembling sound suddenly came from the dead ruins, but still loud and powerful sound!
What!!
As the small sound slowly rang, Chen Bao's resentful eyes suddenly widened, and wriggling blue veins crawled past the shiny bald head again!
What?
fool……
You...you are...you're fine!!
Listening to the familiar and heart-wrenching sound, the sound that passed through the depths of the soul again and again like a sharp knife, Yue Hong, who was lying in Han Yan's arms, opened his dim eyes again with difficulty, then looked at Han Yan, who had been frozen beside him with worry, then bit his lips and reached out to hug him into his arms, and then looked at the dead ruins again with tearful eyes with worried eyes...
"Who...who is talking? It's not a ghost, right?"
"Don't... don't talk nonsense! Five or six thousand people died tonight, don't attract souls..."
As the small sound floated from afar, the dejected Hei Ling Gang raised his lower head again, and then hid one by one behind the ruins, staring with a terrified gaze... but only saw that the ruins were still silent;
Although everyone knows that such powerful voices can only be made by living people, but...
In just a few hours, a period of despair, a period of hope, and a period of despair, or... the repeated ups and downs of the world have long made their hearts numb...
They were even willing to believe that the person who spoke was the ghost of the eldest brother... Because of this, they completely gave up. Even if they died, they would no longer want to endure the torture like a small boat in the terrifying waves of the sea!
However……
"It's really..."
"It's really an honor...that's the most!"
However, God did not disappoint them this time. With another trembling but powerful sound, with a burst of bricks and stones colliding, under the lightning and dark light, a strong figure was swaying in the ruins that were as silent as a tomb!
A ragged steel helmet, a bloody face!
The bruised spine, the broken and ragged camouflage military trousers...
There is also the right arm that is tightly fixed on the waist with a belt, hanging like cotton wool!
Looking at the right arm that had become purple, everyone knew at this moment that the figure's right arm had been completely destroyed... and even completely necrotic... or in other words, although the figure stood up again at this moment, although his life was not serious, but-
In front of the still powerful Chen Bao, Zheng Yuanqing was no different from a pile of fish on the chopping board!
Living like this...
Then I watched myself being pierced by Chen Bao, and this result...
It's even better to die directly!
However……
"Mr. Zheng is very honored, very honored!"
"It's really very, very, very honor!"
Just as everyone's eyes were restored to darkness, Zheng Yuanqing slowly straightened his back, then slowly raised his blood-stained chin, revealing a mouthful of white teeth under the flashing light, and looked at Chen Bao in the distance with a smile, and said slowly in a more desperate tone:
"The same is true for me. You are very strong. I have learned a lot of things when fighting you, so you are qualified to be my enemy!"
"I respect you too, to express my respect for you-"
"You are qualified to let Mr. Zheng perform the secret method he passed down from generation to generation--"
"Three thousand thunders!"
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The third update is presented today;
Also PS: Please don’t pay attention to the word “Three Thousand Thunder Down” at the end of this chapter. This article is an orthodox science fiction article and will not have any plots of cultivation. If you want to know why, please see tomorrow’s decomposition!
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Chapter completed!