Chapter 111 People's Physiques Cannot Be Generalized (4000)

Dead blood, the real name of the group of cloaked men.

The full name of this kind of thing is the blood of life and death.

In terms of strength and characteristics, Kaxiu, who has fought with dead blood, is actually very clear. This is a kind of alien with dual forms, fearless of death, and extremely fast regeneration speed.

In addition, Kaxiu also obtained some other information.

For example, the dead blood is actually a ball of blood, which can enter the human body to achieve a strange symbiotic state. Dead blood provides the host with powerful power and super regeneration ability.

And this is not without cost. The more the host relies on this power, the more it uses it. Then the proportion of dead blood in the host's blood will become higher and higher, until it completely replaces the human blood circulation system. The host is completely controlled by the dead blood.

Even the thinking brain will be confused and controlled by the blood.

Some dead blood will suck something dry after completely controlling the host, and then leave to find the next host, and the original host will quickly become a mummy and die. Of course, some dead blood sometimes don't want to leave after controlling a perfect body.

It will even try to live as a human.

That is to say...

During the battle of exterminating the clan, the cloaked man besieged the Fengxiang Gate for this reason. The powerful body and abundant spirit of the secret warriors are exactly what they desire. So even if the third and fourth brothers die, their bodies will be controlled by the dead blood.

The body of a boxer is undoubtedly a good body.

Kaxiu inevitably felt angry, death is the final destination of the secret warriors. But the dead blood used its evil and dirty nature to manipulate those human limit breakers who explored the way of secret martial arts.

Let their corpses not rest in peace even after death.

No one wants to be treated like this after death, and Kaxiu also can't accept that his body is drilled into and squirmed by a ball of dirty blood, and his brain is manipulated by weird blood flowers.

After receiving this news, Kaxiu instantly thought of the Sand Dust Organization. White Bird of Spade A said that the Sand Dust Organization has a group of combatants similar to the biochemical people in the comic Captain Hongli, and their morphological characteristics seem to be exactly the same as Dead Blood.

Could it be that the confidence of the Sand Dust Organization comes from here?

Their top leaders are a group of humans who are completely controlled by the blood of death. Is this organization a group of dark creatures disguised as underground forces? Or, there is another possibility. The Sand and Dust Organization discovered the use of dead blood and cooperated with it to create a group of regeneration troops with strong combat effectiveness.

Are the two still in a cooperative nature for the time being?

But Kaxiu thinks this is just courting death. If the Sand and Dust Organization continues to play like this, it will sooner or later trap itself.

Of course, everyone has their own perspective.

Kaxiu thinks it is very dangerous, and the Sand and Dust Organization may be happy with it. After all, the original Sand and Dust Organization is just a small underground force that is unknown. Recently, it has suddenly risen strongly, controlled a large area of ​​​​territory, and made a lot of money.

Maybe most of this is due to the credit of dead blood...

Retracting his divergent thoughts, he sat on the Rococo-style sofa. Kaxiu decided to buy some mercury tomorrow.

This is also the information forced out of the magic shadow.

Mercury, an object, has a certain degree of inhibitory effect on the magic shadow and dead blood. Of course, it was just a suppressive effect. It was impossible to be like the restraining effect of sunlight on vampires in horror movies, where they would turn to ash as soon as they were exposed to the light.

Mercury would only weaken dark creatures and make them hate it. It could not play a particularly critical role.

Kaxiu sat there and thought for a moment, then walked back to the basement door to check it, and returned to the bedroom after finding it locked.

A pale yellow light was on in the window on the right side of the third floor. It seemed to be the only beacon in the dark shadows around.

Early the next morning.

Kaxiu woke up to the crisp sound of birds, and he gently stroked his forehead. The bright light from the window gap reminded him that it was already late, and he turned his head to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

It was more than eight o'clock in the morning.

Perhaps because he had changed his living place, Kaxiu could not adapt for a while, and he got up a few hours later than usual.

He lifted the quilt and climbed up. He went into the bathroom and took a cold shower with a white towel hanging around his neck. Kaxiu looked at the strong body in the mirror. The scratches on his arms and chest had healed, leaving only a faint white line and white spot.

After all, it was a physique that broke through the limits of the human body. Naturally, it would recover much faster than ordinary people after a small injury.

After getting dressed and tidying up his appearance, Kaxiu walked into the living room and began to make breakfast for himself. The advantage of this new house is that it is very quiet. In the past, in Jessica's apartment, you could hear the harsh honking of passing vehicles on Citi Avenue from time to time.

In this house, there is only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves, and one or two birds chirping on the treetops.

Of course, there are also some obvious disadvantages.

This place is located on the edge of the city and is sparsely populated. There are no more than a dozen breakfast shops that are very lively like the north side of Citi Street.

Kaxiu can only make breakfast for himself.

Fortunately, he is already good at it, so there is no pressure.

In a short while, the fragrant butter fried bread was served on the table. A few minutes later, fried eggs, grilled sausages, and vegetable salad were also served. There was also a cup of hot white milk next to it.

Kaxiu immediately sat down and ate quickly. The table was close to the window, and he could see the street outside the low wall.

It was a different feeling to eat and watch at the same time.

Five minutes later, he finished his breakfast.

Kaxiu took out a black bag from the sofa as usual and placed the four antiques on the coffee table one by one.

He touched them gently, but no obsession energy came out.

Even though he had expected it, he couldn't help but sigh. These four antiques can restore obsession energy, but there is a limit after all. It lasted for a total of four days, and every morning it would bring Kaxiu about 0.1 obsession energy.

He glanced at the upper right corner.

"Obsession energy: 5.4"

It's not bad. 0.4 obsession energy is almost equal to one obsession antique, which is equivalent to Kaxiu getting one more for free.

He stuffed the antiques back into the bag and put it aside, then walked into the basement and started the interrogation this morning.

Although Moying couldn't say some things, Kaxiu could still use the words to insinuate and judge some information by himself. It's just that this way of asking takes some time.

And the content obtained may also be ambiguous.

But Kaxiu finally caught Moying once, so he must pull him to death. Maybe there will be no such good opportunity next time. He is eager to know the information of the dark world.

So, another fierce interrogation began in the dungeon.

Kaxiu did not force Moying to death, and gave Moying a chance to rest every once in a while. He used this time to soak in potions and practice secret martial arts, and it was like this until noon.

When the sound of struggle came from the basement.

Suddenly, a car horn was heard at the gate of the yard.

Kaxiu left the dungeon and looked outside at the window on the first floor. It was a black car parked on the right side of the iron fence.

A tall and cold woman was looking inside.

It was Violet.

"Wait a minute."

Kaxiu opened the window and shouted. He looked at his hands that were constantly dripping with blood, and felt that it was not a good idea to open the door directly. He immediately returned to the bathroom to clean the blood.

Then he simply cleaned the blood drops on the ground.

Click, the blue-black iron fence opened to one side.

"What does Shiratori want to talk to me about?"

Kaxiu got straight to the point.

"Boss, the small gathering of the Spade A assassination department in Shirakawa City is about to start. Lord Shiratori asked me to come and inform you. It will be around 1:30 pm, at No. 158 Binan Street. In addition, it is best not to leak this information to other outsiders, after all, the assassins of the Sand Dust Organization have been crazy recently..."

Violet glanced at Kaxiu, and she seemed to smell a familiar smell on him, a faint smell of blood.

"Party? Okay, I understand."

Kaxiu nodded slightly. The assassination department gathering led by Shiratori was actually convened to confirm Kaxiu's high-level status. In other words, if everyone at this gathering recognized Kaxiu, Kaxiu could become the "J" of diamonds in the organization.

Of course he couldn't not participate.

"Boss, I'm leaving then." Violet said.

After many contacts, she also felt Kaxiu's cold and silent personality. Her boss's work principles are extremely independent, and he doesn't like to be disturbed by someone next to him.

Violet turned around and was about to walk to the driver's seat of the car.

"Wait, wait for me, I'll change my clothes and take your car over." Kaxiu and Violet looked at each other and said, "My car... uh... accidentally broke down, I guess I can't drive it out..."

He coughed twice and continued, "By the way, our Spade A should have a special car repair industry. Please help me contact someone to repair my Black Cloud car."

"The car is broken? Wasn't it just delivered to you the night before yesterday? It seems that it hasn't arrived for two days." Violet asked with some doubts. The quality of the Black Cloud car can be said to be mid-to-high-end. What level of collision must it be to make it unable to drive out.

"I accidentally flipped it over, into the ditch, and the glass is broken. If it can't be repaired, you can change it to a similar model."

As he spoke, he took Violet to the yard.

At the edge of the yard, on the open space. A miserable Black Cloud car was parked in the sun. Just as Kaxiu said, three of the four glass panels on the left and right sides were broken, and the cracks were uneven.

The black paint also had scratches, revealing the silver-white metal surface underneath, which looked seriously damaged.

"How did it fall like this?" Violet walked over step by step: "Rearview mirror, glass, and... um?"

"What is this?!"

She squatted slightly, and her white fingers slowly touched the car body. There were five evenly arranged deep scratches on it.

Her eyes quickly swept to the side, and she saw that there were several such scratches densely packed on the black paint of the Baiyun car. Not only was the black paint scratched, but it seemed that the iron plate underneath was also scratched. There were faint black bloodstains around.

"This... is this a fucking rollover?! No one would believe it!"

There are obviously traces of battle on the car body! But it's not a gun, but it looks like the claws of some large animal? !

Violet took a deep breath and was about to speak. Kaxiu, who was standing next to him, came over and explained, "It was not very smooth to drive this luxury car for the first time. On the way back, I accidentally fell into a ditch and overturned. I wanted to pull it back to the road, but there was no place to grip the surface of the car body, so I tried several times but failed. Those scratches were actually left by me..."

"You left them? What are you kidding..."

Violet suddenly paused. What Kaxiu said seemed a little nonsensical. But is it reasonable? It's quite reasonable!

The car flipped into the ditch. A normal person would definitely get out of the car and go to the towing company to solve the problem. But Kaxiu is definitely not a normal person... Can a normal person withstand the bullets of a light machine gun? No way. Can a normal person run all the way to catch up with the car, and then hit the car horizontally with a bang? No way, different people have different ideas to solve the problem.

People's physiques cannot be generalized!

Kaxiu flipped the car back to the road by himself, and his fingers even left marks on the steel. This is also very normal.

After all, the assassination happened just a few days ago...

"Okay, I haven't seen much." Violet opened her mouth and swallowed the words that were about to come out.

"How is it? Spade A should be able to be repaired?"

Kaxiu asked tentatively.

"Yes." Violet was stunned for a while before responding.

"But I don't have any connections there. You have to mention it to Lord Shiratori. Lord Shiratori's words are effective." She stood up again and rubbed her fingers to gently brush off the black dirt on it.

"Okay." Kaxiu nodded.

Immediately, he quickly returned to the building and changed into a loose formal suit. It was called a formal suit, but it was actually a large black windbreaker, which was more decent. And according to what Shiratori had told him, this gathering of the assassination department might not be peaceful, and he would probably have to suppress a few troublemakers at that time.

This windbreaker was wide enough for Kaxiu to use his hands and feet. Of course, if he activated the second gear blood acceleration realm of the boxer, this windbreaker would explode instantly no matter how big it was.

However, Kaxiu didn't think there was anyone in the assassination organization of Spade A who could make him go all out. After all, the last strongest killer, Diamond "J", had just died under the gun of the Sand Dust Organization not long ago.

If he could be shot to death, he might be at most a beginner boxer. Even, it is very likely that he didn't reach that level.

The strongest assassin is like this, and most of the other assassins in the assassination organization are not much stronger. Kaxiu went there this time to support Bai Niao and get a seat at the top.

He is still quite interested in the position of "J" of diamonds.

Kaxiu had already figured it out, thinking that the antique department of Spade A would not refuse the help of the masters of the assassination department.

After changing clothes and coming down from upstairs, he first went into the basement and knocked out the two demons with one punch each. Then he walked out of the house quickly and got into Violet's car, and the car drove towards the suburbs.

Everyone, go to sleep first, don't wait. I was heartbroken in the middle of the night because I didn't send out half of the next chapter. I plan to send it together with tomorrow's update in the afternoon, and the average number of words per day is about 6,000.

In addition, there are a lot of typos in this chapter, and I haven't had time to revise it yet. I will revise it later.