Hong Kong Island: The demon revives, I merge with the super template

Chapter 101 Absolute power is the way to victory.

The next day Chen Hua and Li Yan met in the hotel lobby and took a plane back to Hong Kong Island.

Chen Hua, who finally finished all his business, returned to his previous leisurely and happy days.

Every day during the day, I enjoy sunbathing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the office. My strength is rising like a plane. I occasionally go shopping and eat with sisters Wang Zhenzhen and Ma Xiaoling.

The most unlucky one was Jin Zhongzheng. Ma Xiaoling often vented all her resentment on Jin Zhongzheng for refusing Chen Hua's request to go shopping and play together, making Jin Zhongzheng miserable and afraid to say anything.

Wang Zhenzhen's mother also invited Chen Hua to visit her home many times, but Chen Hua declined Wang Zhenzhen's mother on the grounds that the company was busy with business.

After all, Chen Hua wants to be a man who can live among thousands of flowers without touching a leaf.

How can he hang himself from a tree after finally traveling through time? Every night is Chen Hua's busiest time.

Sometimes I accompany Ma Xiaoling to catch the evil spirits who are making trouble everywhere.

Sometimes I go to the waiting bar to have a quiet drink, or play cards with Kuang Tianyou and others, and enjoy bragging.

"Now I can understand what 23Shirai Yamamoto Kazuo means by loneliness."

Kuang Tianyou had a worried look on his face. He took a sip of strong wine and slowly said to Chen Hua.

Chen Hua lowered his head and thought for a while, then quoted a few passages written by two well-known writers in his previous life:"Many people are talking about themselves. Loneliness, people who say they are lonely are not actually lonely. Loneliness is not about being neglected and abandoned, but about not having friends or being understood."

"A truly lonely person does not talk about being lonely, but occasionally roars, like the beast we saw. The weak live in groups, so there are all living things"

"The most precious thing for people is life. Life is only once for people."

"A person's life should be spent like this: when he looks back on the past, he will not feel regret for wasting his years by doing nothing, nor will he feel guilty for being despicable and living a mediocre life."

After saying these two sentences, Chen Hua ignored Kuang Tianyou, who was bowing his head in thought, and left alone. After all, there was still a close friend waiting for him.

In these happy and fulfilling days, time flew by and it was here in the blink of an eye. In July of the next year, it was the day when Luo Hu was buried in the moon, and Chen Hua's strength also increased explosively.

Host: Chen Hua Silver Super: Template Fusion Progress 9.669% Fist Power: 500,000 tons Speed: 7,500 meters per second. Talent: Absorb sunlight and evolve the power of :inactivated.......

Although the fusion progress is increasing very slowly, the strength and speed data can already punch ten Kuang Tianyou Yamamoto Kazuo and step on five Yamamoto Kazuo.

Just when Chen Hua was looking at his data with joy, in a secret room deep underground in Hong Kong Island,....

There is a transparent coffin placed in the empty secret room. Lying inside is Kazuo Yamamoto, and there is a red figure next to him, which is Yu Mingshi San who has done all bad things.

He looked up with a heavy face and sighed:"Yamamoto Kazuo, the time has come, let's go together to complete the unfinished dream in ancient times."

As the seal of Yuming Thirteen gradually weakened.

Domoto Shingo, who was sleeping soundly, felt a throbbing of corpse blood in his body and woke up covered in sweat. His eyes are full of disbelief, his mind is full of doubts,

"Why is there still a reaction of corpse blood in my body even after Kazuo Yamamoto died? Is Yamamoto Kazuo not dead yet?"

Tang Ben Zhenwu tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep all night.

Until dawn the next day, Tang Ben Zhenwu, who was full of doubts, found Ma Xiaoling who was eating with Wang Zhenzhen, and recounted his situation last night with a frightened expression.

"Although I have never seen him since the last war, I always have a feeling that he is not dead yet, and he will come back to find us"

"Xiaoling, is Yamamoto Kazuo not dead yet? We obviously killed him, right?"

Tang Ben Zhenwu asked eagerly, wanting to get the answer from Ma Xiaoling that would make him feel at ease.

"I'm really afraid that that dream will become a reality. It's hard for me to be an ordinary person again, and I will even pay for it with my life in the future. I really don't want to become a zombie again. After hearing this

, Ma Xiaoling consoled her:"You are just oppressed by Kazuo Yamamoto for a long time, which makes you think wildly." It took you more than fifty years to finally escape from Yamamoto Kazuo, and your great revenge was avenged."

"So of course you are afraid that someone will destroy your hard-earned peaceful life again, and the only person who can destroy your current life is Yamamoto Kazuo. Your subconscious is afraid that he will come alive and turn you into zombies. This is called thinking. , I have a dream at night"

"I think what you said makes sense. If Yamamoto Kazuo is really resurrected, I should have become a zombie."

Domoto Shingo's nervous expression slowly relaxed.

"Yes, just believe me, don’t think so much, and continue to happily enjoy ordinary people’s days tomorrow."

Ma Xiaoling patted Domoto Shingo and said.

Although Domoto Shingo felt that what Ma Xiaoling said was reasonable, the familiar feeling of blood connection still made him panic. He forced himself to smile and sent Ma Xiaoling away.

Soon he It was night again. In the secret room, Royal Ming Thirteen took out a flute with a poisonous snake, dropped a large amount of blood on it, put it to his mouth, and slowly played a strange melody.

Kuang Tianyou, who was playing checkers with Gao Bao and others, also noticed the unfamiliar aura and couldn't help being startled. The glass egg in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp 980 sound of"ding ding ding".

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Kang Fusheng asked worriedly.

"Are you OK."

Gao Bao also noticed Kuang Tianyou's abnormality and asked slowly

"It's okay, maybe it's an illusion."

Kuang Tianyou noticed that this was the aura of Yamamoto Kazuo, but Yamamoto Kazuo had been beaten to ashes in front of him. How could it appear again? It must be an illusion.

This strange melody seemed to have strong penetrating power, Domoto Shingo, who was sleeping profusely, woke up again with sweat on his face. The corpse blood source was completely awakened. He slowly sat up from the bed with a sluggish expression, as if he was being controlled.

As the rhythm of the thirteen flutes of imperial destiny became faster and faster, he stood up slowly. The guy in the mechanical class put on his glasses, opened the door and walked slowly towards the street. He saw that the street was full of ordinary people controlled by the sound of the flute, with the same dull expressions and the same mechanical pace, walking slowly on the street, the corners of their mouths. Revealing the fangs that are unique to zombies.

After the play was completed, the demonic power gathered in his hands. Under his careful control, the demonic power slowly gathered in Yamamoto Kazuo's body. The seal was completely lifted, and Yu Mingshi San's face was full of madness that could not be concealed. At this moment, Chen Hua also noticed this abnormal energy and couldn't help but look up at the moon outside the window.

"Just tonight?"