Chen Chuan arrived at the door of the hut, took out the key, opened it, pushed the door open, walked in, and walked straight to the back room.

There was no furniture inside, and there was a man lying on the ground. He was tightly bound with ropes from head to toe, and his mouth was sealed with tape.

This man looked to be in his fifties, with thinning hair, and the glasses he was wearing fell off on the ground. When he saw him approaching, he immediately started twisting and struggling, 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 relieved soon."

The man's eyes showed fear, and he struggled desperately, as if begging him.

Chen Chuan showed no mercy at all. This Mr. Fenggai 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 that could be refined.

The beauty of.

He set up a human body farm in the clinic and bred people who were selected and kidnapped from the lower city area one by one.

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

In order to ensure activity and satisfy personal desires, during this process, he would use drugs and hypnosis to keep them alive. The victims would watch the whole process, and then he would wrap these organs with special biofilms to form a

Plant crystal effects and then display them in the showroom.

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

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

Chen Chuan knew about this person from the fringe channel. Although the fringe channel was more credible in most cases, he still went to check 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, and interfered with the field exchange of the security implant, and easily brought the person out.

Feng Jie screamed desperately at this time. If you heard the voice clearly, you would know that it was something like "I have money, let me go", but his mouth was sealed. Outside, the meaning was unclear.

Unknown sounds.

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

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

He returned to the driver's seat and sat down. While fastening his seat belt, he 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 Jie fell into darkness at this moment. He knew that Chen Chuan was planning to attack him. He didn't know where it would take him. Panic and fear of the unknown suddenly spread in his heart.

But he soon no longer needed to think about this. But after a while, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he screamed miserably. Even though his mouth was sealed, the strong pain still made him scream.

sound.

He felt that something had penetrated into his stomach and was biting away wantonly. As an implant doctor, he could actually feel and accurately judge which part was being bitten at this moment.

It added a layer of torture, causing him to struggle almost crazily.

He was twisting and rolling there desperately, and his whole body seemed to be jumping out of the trunk. After a while, a lot of water stains appeared under him.

Chen Chuan felt the movement coming from the trunk, but he ignored it. The car left the central city and walked onto the westward National Avenue. After driving for about ten minutes, there was finally no sound behind it.

At this time, he slowly parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, went to the trunk, reached out and opened it, and found Feng Jie dead inside, with his face distorted and his eyes wide open.

It's just that there are no scars on the surface. All the damage comes from the inside. His brain, internal organs and muscles have been completely eaten away. His limbs and torso have shriveled up, leaving only a complete skin and bones.

It's still there.

He became a work of art that he admired.

Chen Chuan took the stone plate back and looked at his watch. It had been almost forty minutes since Lianwei Zhongyu's convoy left. Judging from the standard speed of the convoy, there were still about ten or twenty minutes until Guai Tan left.

The scope is up, now it’s time to take action.

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

Youxing needs to kowtow when activating the ceremony, because when the ceremony is initiated, he himself is part of the sacrifice and is at the lower level of the ceremony, but he does not need to. He just asks Guitan to perform the ceremony.

After knocking, the civet cat stone tablet vibrated slightly, and then there were obvious signs of blurring on the second self.

He looked up at the front of the National Avenue, knowing in his heart that the ceremony had already started.

In the convoy of Lianwei Chongyu, Zhao Qian was sitting in his own car. He was talking to the security team members through Jie Ping at the moment. He had not participated in the company's business in the past six months. At this moment, he needed to express his feelings to these people.

one's own sense of existence.

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

But by winning over people's hearts, at least he will not become unpopular, and there will be one less excuse for his competitors to use to attack him.

After talking to the main security team members, he checked his watch. It had been less than an hour since he came out. So far, everything seems to be going well.

He asked his assistant to open the storage box and pour the "alcoholic" drink, thinking of having a refreshing drink, but just when the drink entered his mouth, a heartbreaking pain came from inside his body.

He groaned, the hand holding the glass trembled unconsciously, and the drink inside spilled onto the clothes on his chest.

He covered his mouth, but the red liquid still spilled from his fingers. It was unclear 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 there was an invisible thing that was unscrupulously gnawing away at his alienated tissues and internal organs.

The assistant also noticed something was wrong with him at this time, and he had never seen Zhao Qian in such pain. He suddenly asked with some panic and concern: "Director, is this...what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qian didn't know what was going on, and thought of many possibilities for a moment. As a third-level fighter, even if he encountered such an attack, he could still keep his mind clear. He lowered his voice and said: "Why panic?

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 and swallowed them in one gulp along with the remaining half a glass of drink.

This is the first aid medicine made by Qingnang Yufang for fighters. It is the best on the market. It is even better than Tiancong Baicao in this regard. It can stimulate his vitality and make his alienated tissues and injuries heal quickly in a short time.

recover.

And with the ability of a third-level fighter, as long as he endures the current situation and provides sufficient nutrients in the future, he can even recover and grow all the missing areas on his own.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he did this, it seemed to make the invisible force even more excited. It stopped biting other places, and instead focused on the rapidly growing tissues and organs, and repeatedly tossed them.

.

Zhao Qian's face suddenly turned pale, and his body was shaking 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 any noise and go find Mr. Chi."

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

After a while, a car drove over and kept pace with Zhao Qian's car. The people inside lowered the windows. The windows of Zhao Qian's car also lowered at this time, revealing his face.

Chi Duan was surprised when he saw Zhao Qian.

Because Zhao Qian's aura is very weak at this time, and the vitality of the third level fighter is extremely tenacious. The current performance shows that the situation is very serious.

In fact, Guitan caused great damage to Zhao Qian, almost losing half of his organs and internal tissues in one breath. If a fighter of his level did not have two sets of organs to sustain life, he would have died. Even so, if not

After swallowing those medicines, I couldn't speak at all at this moment, and now I was just trying to hold on.

Chi Duan asked: "Mr. Zhao, what's going on?"

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

Chi Duan said: "Mr. Zhao needs the team to turn around?"

Zhao Qian said calmly: "This is impossible. I can only go back in my personal capacity, but I suspect that there may be more than one person who plotted 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 for Zhao Qian personally, and the team's affairs had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Qian asked his assistant again, "Go and talk to Captain Peregrine."

The assistant hurriedly contacted the security captain with his credentials. After getting through, he said: "Director Zhao is seriously ill. He may have been drugged, so he needs to return to Central City for treatment immediately."

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

The escort transportation route and time were strictly planned, and there would be no turning around for one person. Besides, if Zhao Qian himself had a problem, it would be impossible for the entire team to be responsible for it.

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

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

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Chapter completed!