Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Chi Feichi nodded, "I tried it, and the strength and flexibility of the left and right hands are exactly the same. After practicing, there will be no problem with the dominant hand."

It is impossible for a person's left and right hands to be the same in strength and flexibility, but the three no plug-ins directly made his left and right hands completely the same.

"If I can do this too, I can draw the formation with my left and right hands at the same time." Koizumi Hongzi drew a symbol with both left and right hands in the air at the same time, and sighed regretfully, "No, what is drawn with the left hand is still a bit wrong... That's more specific. How much power?"

"My strength increase is only in my hands, my leg strength has not increased, and the strength testing machine in the laboratory is not professional enough, the specific increase value cannot be determined." Chi Feichi said.

Koizumi Hongzi looked down at the metal products on the ground that were pinched so hard to see the original, and was speechless, "It's difficult for ordinary machines to detect them, right?"

"Well, leave that aside for now, I'll practice control again," Chi Feichi squeezed his right hand slightly, and the cup in his hand shattered, "It's not very easy to control."

In the next time, Koizumi Hongzi changed into a sterilized white coat, collected blood for Chi Feichi according to the procedure, and took two tubes of blood to study.

Chi Feichi stayed at the resting place, taking various things to adapt to the increase in strength.

If you don't have previous exercise experience, it will take a long time to get used to the sudden increase in strength.

And he can't guarantee that he won't hurt people when he comes into contact with them.

10 points of strength, it is easy to use 1 point, but 10 points of strength suddenly becomes 100 points, it is much more difficult to use 1 point.

It wasn't until 7:00 in the morning that Koizumi Hongzi didn't leave the machine, turned her head to look at the wall clock, yawned, went to print the report, and put the remaining tube of blood into the refrigerator, "It's past 7:00. , there is something to study, time flies so fast, how are you adapting?"

"It's almost there," Chi Feichi stood up and sat all night, his bones stiffened a little, "I still need to get used to it."

"Familiar? Didn't you get used to it?" Koizumi Hongzi wondered.

"In the case of deliberate control, there won't be any problems," Chi Feichi explained calmly, "but it's hard to say when you're excited, it takes a while to get used to it, and you can use appropriate force without deliberate control. Only then will there be no hidden dangers.”

Koizumi Koizumi saw that the report was printed out, sorted it out and received it in the drawer, and suddenly found that it was not easy for everyone, like the geek like the Son of Nature who can gain power while lying down, it also takes time to control the power of growth, "So what about Venom? Do? If you get excited, it will still seep out, right?"

"I'll find time to get acquainted again. If it doesn't work, I'll find a way to control it with external force." Chi Feichi reached out to carry Feichi.

"No need!" Feichi didn't wait for Chi Feichi's fingers to touch her, and quickly slid into Chi Feichi's sleeve, "Master, I'll do it myself!"

Seeing the iron pipes that were easily pinched by Chi Feichi, he felt that he was no better than iron pipes, and it was safer to avoid the master's hand recently.

Chi Feichi didn't say anything, Feichi avoided it, but if he accidentally pinched Feichi to death...

Cough, this can't be the case.

"Then I can't help you much," Koizumi Hongzi took off her white coat and put it on the chair, "I'm going back to sleep, how about you? Do you want to go see her first?"

"Go and have a look, and then I'm going to confirm the reason for the change." Chi Fei went out late.

The change should be 'bear', but I'm not sure if it's because of Jubei, Xiaoxiong, or Dango.

Confirming and collecting this information can also help him understand the characteristics of Sanwu plug-ins.

It's hard not to have a manual.

"Are you not sleeping?"

"Don't sleep, there are a lot of things today."

"Well...then I woke up and changed the door. What about your car?"

"I'll take it out and let people deal with it."

...

After half an hour.

Yakutori Yanan drove to Jiangdong District and stopped the car after seeing Chi Feichi in front of a pier.

Chi Feichi had already changed the face again. There were bloodstains on the face of the previous face. Later, when he was going to find Flante, he simply changed the face of the freckled European youth again.

Yan Yan put on sunglasses to slightly block his appearance, opened the door and got out of the car, and handed the bread he brought to Chi Feichi, "Boss, it's good morning."

"Early." Chi Feichi said hello, took the bread, and took the lead to a warehouse.

Breakfast in Japan is almost prepared by women at home. Even if there are no women at home, they are eaten casually at home, and few people will go out to eat.

Except for some hotels that serve foreign guests, there are almost no breakfast restaurants outside, and he doesn't bother to look for them.

When he arrived at the warehouse, Yanan Takato saw the car without a door at a glance. After approaching, he could see the dried blood on the seat, "Blood?"

"Well," Chi Feichi tore open the bread bag and lowered his head to eat the bread, "Did you bring something?"

"Bring it here," Yanan Yingtou took out a plastic bag from under his coat, looked at Chi Feichi's disguised face, and found that there also seemed to be bloodstains on Chi Feichi's clothes, although the black clothes were not easy to see, but the solidified The blood stains after the agglomeration can still be seen in the light, "Boss, did something happen last night?"

"It's okay." Chi Feichi's face was indifferent.

I can't really tell what happened last night.

Yanan Yingtou didn't ask any more questions. He placed the three bombs in the plastic bags separately to ensure that they could detonate the car and destroy the traces in the car, and then removed the license plate, "Okay!"

"Let's go," Chi Feichi had almost eaten the bread and threw the plastic bag into the car, "send me somewhere."

There was Flante's blood and hair in the car, and there was no car door. It was too troublesome to leave it to others to clean up and repair. Even if Yanan Takato could repair it, it wasn't worth spending time on this kind of thing.

Anyway, this car is not expensive, it is better to blow up directly.

Then find another organization and apply for the same model...

...

After the two left, the bomb detonated, destroying the car.

On the way, Chi Feichi found a store that was open, bought a set of clothes that he changed, and when he got to the hotel, he sent Ying and Yan Nan to buy things. Open the door and enter the house.

The curtains in the room were drawn, and a light came in through the gaps in the curtains, and a slight breathing sound could be vaguely heard.

Chi Feichi didn't turn on the light, went to the room to have a look, and saw that Flante was still awake, turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

It's still early, don't expect to negotiate a plan of action with those night owls in the organization.

It is estimated that the pot could not be thrown off last night, so it is better to clean up the blood on his body first.

When he heard the sound of water, Flante woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, subconsciously wanted to get up and sat up, but found that his hands and feet were weak, his shoulders, lower back, arms, and neck were tingling, and the bones all over his body seemed to be shattered. , it's hard to move.

Bits and pieces of last night came to mind.

The ambiguous atmosphere, the sudden increase in the strength of holding the right shoulder, the pain of being scratched by an icy sharp blade suddenly on the shoulder, the warm and fast icy blood flowing out of the neck, gradually filled with the **** smell in the air...

Next, it all quickly blurred in the symptoms of suspected poisoning.

Her vision was blurred, her hands and feet were heavy, her heartbeat was slowing, and she could clearly feel that life was passing by little by little, and the world was stripping her away little by little.

The most impressive thing is that the young face with small freckles and clear outlines is still cold, and the hoarse voice is like an order for her to take an unknown pill...

What happened after that has no memory at all.

It's just that she was in a daze last night, and she seemed to have returned to the sunny and warm afternoon of her childhood.

The beautiful mother was packing things in the yard, and the misty sunlight cast a soft brightness on her body.

The butterfly parked on the flower was alarmed and flew to the corner of the courtyard.

She saw her outstretched hand, still small and tender, pointing straight at the flying butterfly.

The father with a fat belly chased after him. He kicked his mother's potted plant and failed to catch up with the butterfly. He grimaced at his mother apologetically, then came back and picked her up to comfort her.

Then the light dimmed a little bit.

Her father's neat and new clothes were getting worn out, and her mother's neatly groomed hair had become greasy and disheveled, forcing one of her long hair to be cut short.

Father lost weight, lost a big belly, and his face became smaller. His eyes were often sunken with dark circles. His blue eyes, which used to be full of happy emotions, also showed anxiety and distress. He never smiled again.

My mother has gained weight, her originally slender figure has become bloated, her beautiful hands have gradually become rough, and her face under her short hair has been sunburned as rough as her hands, and she has never smiled again.

The beautiful yard was gone, and it became a cramped house.

The little brother who can't walk is lying on his stomach, ah ah ah ah ah, talking, the round little face is very beautiful, the blue eyes like her are like the cleanest gem in the world.

She hates those guys outside. The sound of fighting and abusing in the middle of the night often wakes her little brother up, and every time she goes out, she always hears some disgusting remarks.

Poverty is terrible.

It can change everything, it can make her father leave them for survival, offend the villains for money, it can make her mother humiliated and take her and her brother into the river madly.

Weakness is also scary.

Facing the disgusting ridicule, she could only walk quickly with her head down.

Facing her younger brother, who was so frightened and crying because of the movement outside, she could only coax her carefully, fearing that those people would break into the hut without adults.

Facing the predicament of dying from drowning, she could only let her mother drag her down. The younger brother stopped crying, he still opened his innocent eyes, and his lovely face stiffened in the river.

When she struggled to climb back to the shore, she looked up and saw the men and women in the block who hated publicity were watching a play leisurely, joking and laughing...

On that day, she thought she was born, but she was kicked to the ground when she rushed up.

then what should we do?

Bear with it!

Get out of there, make yourself stronger, stronger, and when she goes back, she can definitely stab the sharp blade into the heart of the nasty guy.

That's 8 years to go.

Life is hard, and the nasty poverty goes hand in hand.

It was not until she joined the organization at the age of 22 that she realized that she was not weak, she could make a lot of money with her brain, she could live a good life, and she could slowly send those nasty guys away. Go to hell!

"Click."

The bathroom door opens.

Flint's heart suddenly tightened.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of the organization~www.readwn.com~ Unlike the 'powerful' group of guys in her memory, the people in the organization will not say disgusting remarks, they are full of confidence in their publicity, most of them He has abilities that ordinary people don't have, but also has a more vicious heart, which makes her understand that the powerful guys in the past are just disgusting, and they can't be called 'strong' at all.

She no longer puts her once powerful in her eyes, but she will never be able to raise a trace of resistance to the organization.

It was a really powerful being, with a bunch of lunatics in it, and Luck was a lunatic even more.

In the memory of last night, the focused look on that face, with drooping eyes, showed a little tenderness and apology, as if it was saving her...

Horribly twisted.

Chi Feichi took a shower and changed his face again. After leaving the bathroom, he said in a hoarse voice, "The clothes are by the bed."

Flante retracted his mind and eased his emotions, "I don't want to move, my whole body hurts... I want to lie down..."

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