Fighting God Gu Zhi!

One of the ten gods of Baoze, his supernatural powers are unknown, and he is known for his fighting skills. He is known as the first close-killer among the ten gods of Baoze.

How could it be him?

Is he also controlled by the Qingshi...

Li Xianyu hurriedly took out the disposable needle. In order to inject three tubes of blood, the carbonized part cracked and fell off. The cells divided and fresh red meat grew.

A burst of dizziness came, and Li Xianyu staggered, leaned his back into his soft arms, turned his head to see that it was Grandma Zu.

"You have a rest." Grandma Zu said softly.

She was a little strange. She was peeked at so many private places by her great-grandson just now, and she was not embarrassed except for the initial shyness. This made her confused about her heart.

Maybe his move to scatter his clothes just now was too gentle.

Grandma Zu thought.

Li Xianyu sat cross-legged on the ground, had no time to breathe, and took out some quick food and swallowed it. In the final analysis, it is a word for eating. The stronger the strength, the greater the appetite. From the perspective of thermodynamics, this is called energy conservation.

You can't expect a girl who eats fruit and vegetable salads for three meals a day to burst out with power, and you can't expect a powerful man from Kong Wu to only eat one bowl of rice at a meal.

The gods who eat wind and drink dew only exist in legends.

Li Xianyu consumed a lot. Grandma Zu's battle process continued to draw sperm and contributed so much blood. Now it is inevitable that she is weak in qi and has a stomachache, as if she is scratching her hands, and she urgently needs to eat to replenish her physical strength.

"Don't sit, stand up." Grandma Zu pulled him up, took out a wallet from his pocket, searched it for a long time, and took out a light blue fat ci with a very ladylike style.

Li Xianyu immediately understood what she wanted to do. Sure enough, Grandma Zu turned around, her girlish slim waist bent, and she raised her foot and leaned into her from the **...

She wants to wear fat ci.

Li Xianyu watched the light blue ladies' underwear passing through their two little feet, climbing all the way through their slender calves, and finally slipping into the tempting world under their skirt.

Grandma Zu held the fat ci in both hands, pulled her long pleated skirt to her thigh position, and twisted her waist in the skirt. Well, the task was done.

"Do you want to wear another pair of safety pants?" Li Xianyu suggested. There are not many opportunities to see Grandma wearing Xiaopang Ci, which is pleasing to the eye.

Grandma Zu thought about it and felt it was reasonable. She always wore casual pants when she went out. It was Baoze's nano combat uniform. She only wore skirts when she was fine. But now she was not in Baoze. I don't know if there will be any fights later. If it's too risky if she doesn't wear safety pants, it's too great.

But at this time, she saw that Bai Shen and others had finished resting, and staggered over. She shook her head and said, "No need."

Wuwukai and the Black God were carried by someone, and the White God rushed over and saw the unconscious fighting god at Li Xianyu's feet.

She was gloomy, but in the next second, she showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Very surprised, but seemed to have vaguely guessed.

"Fighting God?!"

"Did I see my eyes wrong? Why is he here? Didn't the ancient demon's relics fighting us just now? Why is it the God of Fighting?"

"The murderer who killed so many of our brothers is the God of Fighting... Oh my god, my god..."

On the spot, more than 20 surviving employees were collectively in an uproar.

Unacceptable.

Nearly 100 employees were dispatched for this mission, and only more than 20 survived, with heavy losses. That's all, although it was a disaster for them, whether before or after joining Baoze, they were experienced veterans and were used to casualties, so they could accept it.

However, the murderer who killed them was the God of Fighting, one of the ten Gods of Baoze, the object of worship by countless employees of Baoze, and the benchmark of combat power. They are their leaders.

"He, is he controlled by the ancient demon's remains?" Bai Shen took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his tone.

When she said this, everyone's expressions improved slightly. The Fighting God was controlled by the ancient demon's remains, so he acted to harm his colleagues, not out of his wishes.

If this is the case, everyone will accept it, and at least they will feel much better.

This is very important, not just personal feelings, but the impact on Baoze afterwards was definitely a sensation. Just imagine, the betrayal of the ten gods of Baoze and the slaughter of colleagues was a huge blow to employees in various branches across the country and an unacceptable fact.

It will even shake Baoze's purpose and philosophy.

But now there is a turning point, and betrayal and control are completely different.

The God of Fighting moaned gently and slowly woke up. The blood medicine played a role in his body, pulling him back from the verge of death.

Baoze and others immediately surrounded the Fighting God, and maintained a safe distance, so they did not dare to get too close.

The Fighting God opened his eyes and looked around, and was obviously stunned for a moment. He spent a few minutes thinking about his situation at this time before saying: "Why are you here? No, why am I here?"

The tone was weak and the expression was confused and confused.

"You are controlled by the ancient demon's remains. You, you have killed many of us."

"Do you still have an impression of the God of Fight?"

"How could you be controlled? What happened? Woo...many colleagues are dead."

Everyone said nothing, talking nonsense, and they were very excited, and at the same time they were anxious, and they were eager to make the Fighting God admit that they were controlled by the ancient demon.

Bai Shen pressed his hands and signaled them to be quiet. Qiu Shui stared at Dou Shen with bright eyes: "What's going on? We need an explanation."

"I, I killed those colleagues..." The Fighting God was slightly moved. He seemed to find it difficult to accept this reality and trembled all over: "I don't know, I can't remember it at all. My memory stayed in the capital, and I was there to perform tasks, sleep and wake up..."

"It's all here." He put his hands on the ground, barely sat up, raised his head, and swept across everyone with his red eyes.

The colleagues breathed a sigh of relief and felt heavy, but the fear and worries disappeared.

"The ancient demon's remains are so terrible that he even fell into the trap of the fighting god."

"Yes, yes, what should I do? I don't know where it is."

Everyone was talking.

The God of Fighting lowered his head and held his face in frustration.

"I think you can remember it," Li Xianyu spoke suddenly, "You might as well think about it, otherwise the task report will be difficult to write."

Everyone was stunned, and the Fighting God looked up in a daze.

Li Xianyu's right hand sniffled and spitted out a white sword, which condensed into a white sword. Grandma Zu drew energy. The superpower consumed by blood medicine was the same as energy. On the contrary, the energy was still very thick and not much consumption.

Li Bai frowned and said, "Li Xianyu, what do you want to do."

Everyone looked at him too.

The White God and the Wuwu Kai Black God looked at each other and remained silent surprisingly.

Li Xianyu held the sword of Qi: "You need to think about two things. One: Think about how you were targeted by Master Qing and what is the relationship with him. Two: Think about how he knew about this mission in the Ten Thousand Gods."

“How to say it?”

"The God of Fighting had pursued me before." Bai Shen showed a sigh and commemorative look: "When he was in the training camp, he was still an instructor, and I was just a talented female student. He took the initiative to pursue me and gave me a lot of gifts. Because he looked like a very reliable man, I tried to date him."

Baoze employees were shocked, but they did not expect that Bai Shen and Dou Shen would have such past events.

The black god couldn't breathe and coughed violently: "I, why don't I know?"

His wife and colleagues are old lovers, but he doesn't even know.

What a sad story.

"I was not familiar with you at that time," Bai Shen angrily glanced at her husband and looked at Dou Shen again: "So many years have passed, and you are still thinking about your old love."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Just now, the Fighting God hesitated when he killed her, so Li Xianyu caught up and saved Bai Shen's life.

The God of Fighting was silent.

"Why did they separate later?" Li Xianyu actually wanted to ask: Did you miss it?

But this kind of thing is not easy to ask in front of everyone, otherwise the Black God will not be able to be a human being in the future. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he or she is a sex or not. Li Xianyu took it away when he was still a human-shaped self-propelled gun. He never thought that he would marry a wife who became famous in the future.

The Fighting God hesitated when he was thinking about the old love and killing the White God. This is love.

It corresponds to the ancient poem: Falling red is not a heartless thing.

If it weren't for love, which girl would have been willing to be loved? The ancients really did not deceive me.

Bai Shen glanced at Dou Shen, "It's so gloomy, so I only had a date for more than a month before I proposed to break up."

gloomy?

Although the Fighting God is taciturn and looks the same type as the Black God, it is not a gloomy.

Li Xianyu had not had a deep relationship with him, so it was inconvenient to comment. He nodded, "Now, you need to answer two questions from me: one, how did the mission leak? What kind of accomplices do you have in Baoze? Second, where is the Qingshi Master? How much do you know about it? If you can't remember, my sword of qi can remind you."

He raised his troops in his hand to threaten.

Fighting God is silent.

"puff!"

The sword of Qi swept over, and his left arm flew and fell to the ground.

The God of Fighting was shocked, covering the broken mouth of blood like a spring, and cold sweat filled his forehead. He looked up at Li Xianyu, as if he hadn't expected him to be so decisive.

Everyone was upset, but they didn't expect that Li Xianyu would do it as soon as he said he would do it and was caught off guard.

Li Xianyu's face was cold and said, "I used the sword of breath to remind you, thinking I was scaring people casually? Do you think you are acting in a TV series?"

"Don't you say it?" Seeing that he was silent, Li Xianyu cut off his left arm and legs again, and cut him into a human stick. Finally, the sword of Qi was pointed at the Dantian, destroying his Qihai: "If you say it or not, King Kong, take him back, the people at the headquarters have a way to let him speak."

King Kong glanced at Li Xianyu and his face turned slightly red.

"Hahaha..." The Fighting God smiled nervously.

"No need to be so troublesome. Destiny is impermanent. I've fallen today. Do you want to know who is the mastermind behind the scenes? OK, let me tell you." The God of Fighting was lying on the ground with a sneer on his lips: "It's our big boss Qin Ze, who is the mastermind behind the scenes who dominate everything."
Chapter completed!