From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"Hurry and save people!"

As soon as the battle ended, the old man Tokugawa stood in the stands and hurriedly called the medical staff to enter.

"This one is still alive. Hurry, get him to the ambulance!"

The resident in a white coat first ran to Huashan, whose body was almost smashed into a ball of mud, to check. Seeing that his face was so swollen that his facial features could not be seen clearly, and it was suspected that he had not spit bubbles around his mouth. He immediately called for someone to bring a large stretcher to carry him. .

After finishing one, he ran to Jack whose upper and lower jaws were torn to 90 degrees.

One look, just one look, determined that this guy was hopeless.

His face was torn in half, and only the occipital bone at the back was still barely connected. Although the exposed trachea was still bubbling with blood, he could still survive unless he was an alien!

Then he looked up at Tokugawa, "Boss, there's no need to send an ambulance. Just call the funeral car to load the body."

"What funeral car?"

Tokugawa was furious, "Just ask someone to carry him to the ambulance. I have already called Dr. Hao Hongye and they have prepared for the operation in advance."

"All right!"

The man in the white coat stopped talking and waved to another team of caregivers to carry the body.

Then the finger had been beaten until it collapsed, and the roar still sounded in the passage,

"What about that?"

"I don't dare to go in."

Well.

Tokugawa was also speechless when he saw Yujiro who was still venting madly in the passage.

Then he took out a big speaker from nowhere and shouted towards the collapsed passage,

"Yujiro, don't be crazy!"

"Your son only has one breath left. If you hold him and swing him around in your hands again, even if he is not beaten to death by Leng Kong, he will be thrown to death by you, okay?"

boom!

Yujiro kicked off the falling rocks with his thighs and rushed out of the passage. He saw that his son was bleeding crazily from his orifices and his mouth was covered with blood bubbles. He was really breathing out more than he was breathing in. He immediately threw him on the stretcher.

That's right, just throw it away. This is the gentlest way he can do it.

The white coat hurried forward and began to check the injury.

Hiss

But as soon as he saw Saberya's face, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Because there was a dark red palm print on the young man's face. The palm print was so big that it covered the young man's entire face. The skin and flesh where the palm print touched was completely eroded. The flesh and blood exploded where the fingerprint was pressed, revealing the cracked skull inside.

At the same time, the brow bones, nose bones, and the upper and lower jaws hit by the palm rest were all comminuted fractures. The eyelids, nose, and mouth on the broken bones were completely mushy (the original whip hand effect).

The two blood-red eyes that leaked between the fingers were raised and looked extremely penetrating.

The white coat gently tapped Sabertooth's protruding eyeballs with his fingertips, and saw that there was no reaction at all.

"The pupils are dilated and the consciousness has disappeared!"

Then his eyes slid down the face, stopping at Sabagi's chest which had been completely crushed by the cold air, and the bloody muscle layer, where white bones had pierced the skin and were exposed. Without the use of instruments, the white coat could judge the location of the blade with the naked eye. At least a dozen of Tooth's ribs were broken, and there were no less than dozens of fractures in other parts of the body.

Judging from the concentration of blood foam gushing out of the mouth, the internal organs were also severely damaged. Moreover, Yujiro had just thrown him away again, and now the broken bone stubble was definitely inserted into the internal organs.

besides

Then I saw the abnormal lateral bending of Basuga's waist (finally with an explosive thrust), and I immediately shook my head.

The spine was also distorted, and there was no hope of saving it.

"Quick, get in the car quickly!"

There was no other way, the boss insisted on rescuing him, so the white coat could only do his best and obey fate, hoping that the body would still be cold when it was delivered to Hao Hongye.

"gone!"

Seeing that Basuga had been put into the ambulance, Yujiro didn't have any worries on his face.

How can their Fanma clan be comparable to ordinary mortals?

As long as he is not beaten to death on the spot, he will basically not die.

There is nothing to worry about.

Even when Leng Kong left, he mocked him for not being pure, which made Yujiro very angry.

But he was not angry at Leng Kong, but at Basuga, the unfilial son who wanted him to play to save his life despite his lack of strength.

Yujiro decided that after Basuga could get out of bed, he would let him have a taste of what true "father's love" is!

Here, after Leng Kong left the arena, he opened the car door and got in refreshed, and said to Ojingdun who had been waiting for a long time, "You can go back to the island!"

"You weren't killed, were you?"

Ojingdun started the car and turned the steering wheel sharply. The car made a sharp turn and sped towards the alley.

Leng Kong "Which one are you talking about?"

"Which one?"

Ojingdun's face twitched, "So, Lord Kong, you've killed more than one person?"

"I don't know, two of them can survive if they are determined to survive, and there is another one that I really hope he survives!"

Leng Kong leaned lazily on the backrest, thinking of Jack whose face was torn in half by him, his face was filled with anticipation.

Because if Jack could still survive with this degree of injury, it would only mean that the value of Fan Ma's physique was still higher than he had expected.

It's just an empty Fanma bloodline, but its vitality is so tenacious.

When I get Yujiro's physique, why don't I become a pervert and go to heaven? Ha ha

"two?"

"one?"

Ojingdun felt that he couldn't understand Leng Kong's words.

Then he returned to the original topic, "I'm talking about Pico, the prehistoric legacy of all mankind. Lord Kong, you didn't kill him, did you?"

"Pico?"

"Ha ha."

Thinking that Pico's physique was now displayed in a pure white space, Leng Kong immediately laughed out loud, "It's okay, he has thick skin and thick flesh and no injuries."

"Then there's no problem!"

After hearing that Qiu Bao was fine and that Devil's Island would not be bombed by major powers in the world, Ojingdun didn't care.

What does it mean if two or three people die?

They feed more than that to the fish every week.

The car rushed all the way and soon arrived at the pier, and then boarded the cruise ship.

A few hours later, Leng Kong was already sitting on the rocks where he usually practiced.

"It's time to enjoy the fruits!"

As soon as the eyes are closed, consciousness appears in pure white space.

"You are the one!"

The first time he entered, his eyes were attracted by the white light group suspended in the middle of the square.

"bring it on!"

He crushed the light ball with his palm, and his consciousness returned to his physical body again.

Before opening his eyes, Leng Kong felt bursts of itching deep in his bone marrow, which then spread throughout his body, and the itching turned into indescribable, horrific pain.

"Aww. It hurts. It hurts."

"It hurts so much!"

This extreme pain that transcended both physical and mental pain made Leng Kong, who had long been accustomed to pain, unable to help but howl in pain.

"Hehe."

The changes at the molecular level caused every cell in the body to be remodeled, and the throat let out an uncontrollable cry of pain.

The blood vessels and meridians burst out of the surface of the skin, and the hot blood flowed at high speed, emitting a blazing red light. The terrifying rise in body temperature made Lengkong feel as if he was on fire.

That’s not an adjective, it’s really fired up.

Leng Kong felt as if the water and blood in his body had turned into gasoline, burning crazily from the inside out.

He jumped off the rock in an instant and plunged into the sea.

Gu Gu

A large amount of hot steam came out, and the surrounding sea water was boiled by the hot body temperature of the cold air.

This fusion is more thorough than the initial fusion of the Wu clan's bloodline.

Because the Wu clan has only undergone 1,300 years of bloodline improvement and is still in the human category.

But Pico is a prehistoric creature from 250 million years ago, and is not the same species as modern Homo sapiens at all.

The extent of the transformation can be imagined!