Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Zhang family land.

Zhang Qilin looked at the two-story villa next to him. It was full of colorful flowers, full of vitality, and well-maintained.

That is Zhang Qiyuan’s small building, which is very much in line with Zhang Qiyuan’s taste.

"Hei Xia Zi? That's his name, right? Chief, that guy has to participate in special training for the guard team." Zhang Haike was wearing casual clothes. He wore a suit very straight all day long. It was really relaxing for him to take a break occasionally.

Zhang Qilin hummed.

Xia's skills are indeed not particularly outstanding, at least in the Zhang family, he is not the type that can graduate successfully.

It would be good for him to have some special training.

Zhang Haike sat on the sofa, looking at Zhang Qilin standing by the window, staring at the clouds outside in a daze.

"There has been significant progress in tattoo research. Would you like to go take a look this afternoon?" Zhang Haike asked. "The people and items that the chairman brought back, well, played a big role."

Zhang Qilin turned around, his calm eyes slightly fluctuating: "Let's go and take a look now."

Zhang Haike had no choice but to take Zhang Qilin to the research institute.

The highest authority in the institute is the patriarch.

So, Zhang Qilin walked down floor by floor, very quickly.

The Tattoo Research Institute has expanded a lot recently. Because of the results, Zhang Haike generously provided funding.

Zhang Qilin looked at the white walls and suddenly realized that the Northeast Zhang family had completed a new transformation, and a bright future did not seem far away.

"Xiao Ge! Let me introduce you. This is the head of the Zhang family, Zhang Qilin." Zhang Haike grabbed Grindelwald who was passing by. The first Dark Lord has been reborn.

Zhang Qilin looked at the blond, blue-eyed foreigner, looked him up and down, then pinched his shoulder and asked, "Do you have a tattoo?"

Grindelwald sensed the approach of danger and his body tensed up involuntarily. He looked at the handsome young man with vigilance. It was hard to believe that the patriarch of such a large family was actually such a young boy! !

"Yes, the patriarch."

Zhang Qilin was very curious. Zhang Qiyuan must have been talking nonsense at the beginning, so how could he have produced any research results?

Zhang Qiyuan has never failed to get what he wanted since he was a child.

"Besides you, who else has a tattoo?"

Grindelwald couldn't see through the indifferent man in front of him. He smiled and said, "Chairman, I have found a lot of people. Many people have signed up recently. There are many mafias in Europe and a group of dogs in Changsha..."

dog?

Zhang Qilin was confused for a moment, then regained his composure: "How is the effect?"

Grindelwald turned around and led people into his office. The bookshelves were full of his notes. The Zhang family's information was now in both paper and electronic form.

Taking out a booklet from the drawer, Grindelwald opened the manual and turned to the last part.

Zhang Qilin read through it quickly and found that just a small tattoo could make people ten years younger. The latest research result is that adding special substances can enhance the body's recovery.

The mark is that a fatal injury can cause death, instant kill, and shock within ten minutes...

"The first piece of the puzzle worked well, and now the second piece is starting to come together." Grindelwald truthfully described the current results, but did not hide the obstacles he encountered, "but there is a lack of glue."

Zhang Haike has been following this research project and is naturally very familiar with various reports. He stood aside with his arms folded and did not look at anything.

"Isn't it possible to extract something from that jar?"

Grindelwald nodded, an ugly smile on his handsome face: "Simply vigorous substances will not work."

Yes, they named this strange substance exuberant matter.

It can make life more vigorous, prosperous and luxuriant.

Zhang Haike had more dealings with Grindelwald. He stared into those blue eyes and asked, "What research material do you want? Not enough Qilin blood?"

Grindelwald is now a research lunatic.

"I need to see the mutant tattoo."

Before Zhang Haike could reply, Zhang Qilin's eyes, as calm as water, turned into sharp blades and stared straight at Grindelwald.

Zhang Qilin knew from a young age that Zhang Qiyuan was different, and the mutated Qilin tattoo only revealed a corner of it.

He didn't want anyone else to know the secret.

Grindelwald felt the surging murderous intent and raised his hands in surrender. He knew that the man in front of him was Zhang Qiyuan's closest person, and he didn't want to provoke him.

"I just want to verify that the energy operation of aliens, wizards, vampires, werewolves, etc. has been studied almost completely, but the essence of tattoos is the evolution of the Zhang family's Qilin tattoo."

Grindelwald thought for a moment and tried to explain the matter in plain language.

"The energy flow in traditional Qilin tattoos is not obvious, so I want to observe the energy flow of mutant Qilin tattoos."

Zhang Haike thought for a moment. When he mastered the Fire Kirin's innate ability, he also had a headache about how to control this energy, so he could still answer some of what Grindelwald said.

"I can show you how."

Grindelwald cried out, "Oh! My God! Deputy Chief! You are so great!!"

OK, the excited native speakers are out.

Zhang Qilin watched eagerly from the side. Zhang Haike took off his clothes and stood in a recessed instrument with a disc underneath. He slowly mobilized the power of the flame.

The red tattoo slowly took shape.

Grindelwald observed and recorded, his automatic feather pen writing quickly. Zhang Qilin saw the power of magic again and stared at Grindelwald carefully, wondering what he was thinking.

The flame rising from Zhang Haike's palm grew bigger and bigger, the Fire Kirin tattoo roared majestically, and his whole body was wrapped in a fiery red shadow.

"The heart is the starting point, the blood flows..."

Grindelwald muttered to himself.

"I'm not sure if blood is the only factor. We need to do an autopsy to look at the bones and tendons..."

Zhang Qilin could understand the chirping of birds. He took a few steps back. Grindelwald, who was studying the madman's behavior, had obviously given him a big scare.

"Don't worry, Patriarch. This is normal for researchers."

Zhang Haike put on his clothes and patted Zhang Qilin on the shoulder.

Zhang Qilin pointed at Grindelwald who was caught up in his own brainstorm: "He wants to dissect you."

Zhang Haike smiled and said, "If he did that, the chairman would kill his dear Al in front of him and make his life worse than death."

"Who is Al?" Zhang Qilin asked.

The two left the laboratory, talking as they walked.

Zhang Haike said with a strange look on his face: "The chairman said that Al is Xiaoge's ex-boyfriend."

Ex-boyfriend?

A blush appeared on Zhang Qilin's fair face and he quickened his pace.

He remembered Zhang Qiyuan's popular science talk to him...

Ahem, foreigners are really open-minded.

However, love has no limits.

Zhang Qiyuan also said that someone fell in love with a stone.

Zhang Haike watched the clan leader walking faster and faster, wondering what the clan leader was thinking about? His face was actually red! ! ? ?

Does the clan leader want a wife? ?

"What is the hexagram on the back of his hand?" After walking out of the underground base, Zhang Qilin took the initiative to ask Zhang Haike.

Zhang Haike said helplessly: "The chairman gave me a talent. Xiao Ge's talent is prophecy. There is also a foreign kid named Tom, whose talent is emptiness."

Zhang Qilin didn't say anything and glanced at the back of Zhang Haike's hand.

Zhang Haike's mouth twitched: "I asked, and the chairman said that I have a Fire Kirin, so I can't do it."

Zhang Qilin nodded.

Zhang Haike walked with Zhang Qilin, talking about his sister abroad: "Hai Xing has also awakened, the same Thunder Qilin as the chairman, eh, why not Fire Qilin."

Zhang Qilin pretended not to hear the resentment hidden in Zhang Haike's words.