Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 306 Possession
Chen Chuan came to the door of the cottage, took out the key, opened it, pushed the door open, walked in, and went straight to the inner room.

There was no furniture inside. A person was lying on the ground, tied up from head to toe with ropes and his mouth sealed with tape.

The man looked to be in his fifties, with sparse hair. The glasses he was wearing had fallen to the ground. When he saw him approaching, he immediately twisted and struggled, making a whining sound.

Chen Chuan walked over, picked up the glasses, put them on his face, and said calmly: "Mr. Feng, don't worry, you will be free soon."

The man showed a look of fear in his eyes and struggled desperately, as if begging him.

Chen Chuan, however, had no sympathy at all. Mr. Feng Gai was an implant doctor, but he had a unique hobby. He believed that the internal organs and bones of the human body had a unique beauty, a beauty that could be refined.

He set up a human farm in the clinic and raised people there, selected and abducted from the downtown area.

Every once in a while, he would enjoy removing the tissues and organs from these people's bodies.

In order to ensure activity and satisfy personal desires, he would use drugs and hypnosis to keep them alive during the process. The victims would watch the whole process with their own eyes. He would then wrap the organs with special biological membranes to create a crystal effect and then place them in the showroom.

This man had been prosecuted and arrested several times, but relying on his connections among the middle and upper classes, he escaped trial with the help of lawyers every time and had to pay a fine at most.

And not long ago, he held a "Crystal Organ Expo" and invited a group of people to come and appreciate his "collection".

Chen Chuan learned about this person from a fringe channel. Although fringe channels are more credible in most cases, he still went to verify and confirmed that the situation was true, so he decided to use this person as a sacrifice.

This time, Wu Bei directly paralyzed the boundary between him and the security guard and interfered with the field exchange of the security guard's implant, and he brought the person out easily.

Feng Gai was shouting desperately at this time. If you heard the voice clearly, you would know that it was saying something like "I have money, let me go", but his mouth was sealed, so all you could hear outside were some vague and meaningless sounds.

Chen Chuan didn't say anything more to him. He picked the man up with one hand and walked out of the hut.

He opened the trunk, put the person in, then took out the civet stone tablet from his pocket, threw it on the latter, and then slowly closed the trunk.

He returned to the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and made one last contact with Gao Ming and Wu Bei before leaving the city. Then he started the car and drove out of the city.

Feng Gai was plunged into darkness at this moment. He knew that Chen Chuan was going to attack him. He didn't know where this would take him. Panic and fear of the unknown suddenly spread in his heart.

But he soon didn't need to think about these things. After a while, his eyes suddenly widened and he screamed miserably. Although his mouth was sealed, the intense pain still made him make a loud noise.

He felt like something had drilled into his stomach and was gnawing at it wantonly. As an implant doctor, he could actually feel and accurately determine which part was being bitten at the moment, which added to the torture and made him struggle almost madly.

He was twisting and rolling there desperately, and his whole body seemed to be about to jump out of the trunk. In just a moment, a lot of water stains appeared under his body.

Chen Chuan felt the movement coming from the trunk, but he ignored it. The car drove out of the central city and onto the national highway heading west. After driving for about ten minutes, there was finally no sound from the back.

At this time, he slowly parked the car to the side of the road, got out of the car, came to the trunk, reached out to open it, and Feng Gai was already dead inside, with a distorted face and wide eyes.

However, there were no scars on his surface. All the damage came from inside. His brain, internal organs and muscles had been completely eaten away. His limbs and torso had shriveled up, leaving only a complete piece of skin and bones.

He became the work of art that he himself admired.

Chen Chuan took the stone tablet back. He looked at his watch. It had been about forty minutes since the Lianwei Zhongyu convoy went out. Judging from the standard speed of the convoy, it would take about ten to twenty minutes to get out of the range of the ghost story. It was time to take action now.

He brought the stone tablet in front of him and tapped it with his knuckles.

Youxing needs to kowtow when starting the ritual, because when starting the ritual, it is part of the sacrifice and is at the bottom of the ritual, but he doesn't need to. He just asks Guidan to perform the ritual.

After knocking, the civet cat stone tablet vibrated slightly, and then the second me showed obvious signs of becoming empty.

He looked up at the National Avenue ahead and knew in his heart that the ceremony had already begun.

In the Lianwei Zhongyu convoy, Zhao Qian was sitting in his own car. At this moment, he was talking to the security team members through the interface. He had not participated in the company's business for nearly half a year. Now he needed to express his presence to these people.

And during the quarterly business evaluation, these security guards will also fill out a form to give their opinions to their superiors. In fact, in most cases, these people's opinions are not important. What is more important is the attitude of the company's top management.

But if he can win people's hearts, he will at least not become unpopular, and his competitors will have one less excuse to attack him.

After talking to the main security team member, he looked at his watch and saw that he had been out for less than an hour. So far, everything seemed to be going smoothly.
He asked his assistant to open the storage box and pour in a drink called "Blood Alcohol", thinking that he would have a drink to refresh himself, but just as the drink entered his mouth, a heart-wrenching pain came from inside his body. He grunted, and the hand holding the glass trembled, and the drink inside spilled onto his shirt.

He covered his mouth with his hands, but the red liquid still flowed out from between his fingers. He couldn't tell whether it was real blood or the drink itself.

As the pain intensified, his pupils dilated, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his body began to tremble. He could clearly feel that an invisible thing was unscrupulously gnawing at his alienated tissues and internal organs.

The assistant also noticed something was wrong with him, and he had never seen Zhao Qian in such pain before. He asked in a panic and concerned manner, "Manager, is this...anything wrong?"

Zhao Qian had no idea what was going on. He immediately thought of many possibilities. As a third-level fighter, he could still keep a clear mind even when faced with such an attack. He lowered his voice and said, "Why are you panicking? Take out the first aid medicine I prepared."

"Oh, yes."

The assistant quickly took out a medicine box from another storage box. Zhao Qian took out a few green pills from it and swallowed them in one gulp along with the remaining half cup of drink.

This is the first aid medicine made by Qingnang Yufang for fighters. It is the best on the market. In this respect, it is even better than Tiancong Baicao. It can stimulate his vitality and allow his alienated tissues and injuries to recover quickly in a short time.

And with the ability of a third-level fighter, as long as he can get through the current situation, as long as he is provided with enough nutrients, he can even recover and grow all the missing parts on his own.

However, to his surprise, what he did seemed to make the invisible force even more excited. It stopped biting other places and instead specifically targeted those rapidly growing tissues and organs, and tormented them repeatedly.

Zhao Qian's face suddenly turned pale and his body trembled uncontrollably. He realized that something was wrong. If this situation continued, he might be killed here.

He suppressed his voice and said to his assistant, "Don't make it public, go find Mr. Chi."

"Yes, yes." The assistant quickly used the interface to make the contact.

After a while, a car drove over and drove side by side with Zhao Qian's car. The people inside rolled down the windows. The windows of Zhao Qian's car were also rolled down, revealing his face.

Chi Duan was surprised when he saw Zhao Qian.

Because Zhao Qian's breath was very weak at this time, and the vitality of a fighter at the third limit was extremely tenacious, this performance now showed that the situation was very serious.

In fact, the strange story caused great harm to Zhao Qian, almost knocking out half of his organs and internal tissues in one go. If he was not a fighter of this level and had two sets of organs to sustain his life, he would have died. Even so, if he had not swallowed those drugs, he would not be able to speak at this moment, and he is just holding on.

Chi Duan asked: "Mr. Zhao, what's the situation?"

Zhao Qian said: "Someone must have plotted against me. I'm not sure what method they used, but I can't go on. I have to go back to the central city to get treatment."

Chi Duan said, "Mr. Zhao needs the convoy to turn around?"

Zhao Qian said calmly: "This is impossible. I can only go back as an individual, but I suspect that there may be more than one person plotting against me. There may be trouble on the way. I need you to escort me back."

Chi Duan said without hesitation, "Okay." He was only responsible to Zhao Qian personally, and the team's affairs had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Qian then instructed his assistant, "Go and tell Captain Peregrine."

The assistant hurriedly contacted the security captain via the interface, and after the call was connected, he said: "Manager Zhao is seriously ill, and it is very likely that someone has drugged him, so he needs to be returned to the central city for treatment immediately."

Peregrine's serious voice came from inside: "If Director Zhao is not in good health, he can leave the team and drive his own vehicle back."

The route and time of the escort transportation were strictly planned, and they would not turn back for one person. Besides, if there was a problem with Zhao Qian himself, it would be impossible for the entire team to be held responsible for it.

The assistant said hurriedly: "We also need the supervisor's security team to leave with us."

Peregrine Falcon still said in that emotionless tone: "I'm sorry, you can't take this security team away."

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(End of this chapter)