Chapter 1129 Lord Chong

The man tried every means to commit suicide, but was stopped by the scorpion monster in his shadow, who couldn't even die if he wanted to.

Lord Chong stood there with tears streaming down his face, unable to say a word, his face was full of pain and regret, as well as some emotions that Han Sen couldn't understand.

The man tossed himself with bruises all over his body, but in the end he still failed to commit suicide.

"Xiao Yan, don't continue anymore." Master Chong finally couldn't help speaking, but his tone was very contradictory, he wanted to shout but didn't dare to.

"Stop going on? Then what do you want me to do? Do you want to endure like this? Is this what you want?" The man stared at Master Chong, his eyes filled with deep hatred.

Lord Chong had already burst into tears, shook his head and said: "I don't want to do this either. At that time, you were sick, and I couldn't help it. He said he could cure you and keep you from dying, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect... ..."

Lord Chong was sobbing at this point, and it was difficult to continue.

"Haha, he really cured me, so that I can not die...not die..." The man was laughing, but the laughter made people feel ten thousand times more miserable than crying.

"Xiaoyan...I...I'm sorry..." Master Chong said.

The man was just laughing, the smile was hard to understand: "You didn't apologize to me, you just made my life worse than death."

Master Chong squatted on the ground holding his gray hair, feeling helpless and remorseful to the extreme, sobbing in a low voice: "If I knew this... If I had known... I would never... I would..."

In the end, what Lord Chong said could no longer be heard clearly, only the sound of whimpering.

The man looked at Master Chong who was squatting there with his hair about to be torn off, his eyes were full of complexities, and he sighed after a long time: "This is my life!"

This sigh poured out countless helplessness, unwillingness, despair, and remorse, and Han Sen on the top of the mountain was a little moved when he heard it.

Master Chong and his son have been tossing in the valley all night, and the sky has turned white. The man looked at the whiteness in the sky and said to Master Chong: "If you really still think of me as your son, find someone to kill me!" Me, I would rather die than live like this without a human being or a ghost."

"Xiao Yan!" Lord Chong raised his head to look at the man, his lips twitched a little, and just about to say something, he saw that the man had already fallen straight on the ground.

Han Sen was slightly stunned, seeing that the man's breath was normal and his vitality was still very strong, but he seemed to be in a coma, completely unconscious.

Lord Chong walked over with tears in his eyes, carefully put the man in a prepared pocket, and then walked out of the valley with the man on his back, muttering something while walking.

If people who don't know what happened saw Lord Chong at this time, they would think he was a demented psychopath.

Han Sen quickly flew up from the top of the mountain, and followed Master Chong to catch up, wanting to see where Master Chong was going.

After listening to the conversation between Master Chong and his son, Han Sen vaguely felt that it had something to do with the god that Dusk mentioned, and maybe this was an opportunity to solve all the mysteries.

Lord Chong walked into the Forest of Ten Thousand Insects with the man on his back, and then walked back to the nest shelter. Han Sen watched as Lord Chong brought the man in the bag back to his room.

Han Sen has been waiting outside for Master Chong. He didn't come out of his room until the next morning. He smiled and greeted the acquaintances he met as if nothing had happened. The friends left the shelter, as if they were going to hunt strange creatures.

"Master Chong, I have something I want to ask you for help with, can I talk to you alone." Han Sen walked up to Master Chong and stopped his way.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. If I can help, I will definitely help." Master Chong said with a smile.

Han Sen insisted on saying, "It's a bit difficult for me to talk about it, so I want to talk to Lord Chong alone."

Lord Chong pondered for a while, and said hello to those friends, and then took Han Sen to an open space outside the shelter.

"Xiao Han, if you have anything to say, just tell me. If I can help you, old man, I will definitely not let you down." Lord Chong lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and spit out all the smoke Only then did he speak to Han Sen.

"Master Chong, do you know the seventh action team of the Special Investigation Section?" Han Sen said directly to him without beating around the bush this time.

Lord Chong shook his head directly and said, "What kind of organization is that? I don't seem to have heard of it."

"Then do you know Han Jingzhi?" Han Sen asked again.

Lord Chong thought for a while and said, "I heard you mentioned that your great-grandfather is called Han Jingzhi, right? You mention him so often, he must be a very good person, right?"

Han Sen looked at Lord Chong, sighed after a long time and said, "Then you should know Dusk, right?"

A strange color flashed in Lord Chong's eyes, as if he didn't expect Han Sen to mention this person, but it was just a flash, and then shook his head with a smile: "I'm old, and the people I've seen are too old. Too many, I can’t think of such a person.”

"Then you should know Xiaoyan, right?" Han Sen stared at Master Chong with burning eyes and said slowly.

Lord Chong's body trembled suddenly, and he could no longer hide his emotions. He stared at Han Sen with wide eyes, but still forced a smile and said: "Xiao Han, I really haven't heard of those people you mentioned."

"Have you forgotten your own wish?" Han Sen tentatively lied to Lord Chong.

After this sentence, Lord Chong's expression changed drastically, and his mood was completely disappointed. His body, which seemed a little hunched, straightened up all of a sudden, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and his aura was terrifying, staring at Han like an angry lion. Sen, with murderous intent in his eyes, asked each word, "Who the hell are you?"

Han Sen felt the terrifying vitality on Lord Chong, and couldn't help but marvel secretly. Among the transcendent human beings, Lord Chong is definitely the top existence.

If you don't count Han Sen himself, even a top human transcendent is still a bit worse than Lord Chong.

It is a little surprising that he has such physical fitness at such an old age. After all, the human beings who were promoted from the first and second shelters in the past had a low degree of genetic completion. There are not many people who have fully promoted their genes, and it is a bit surprising to be able to achieve this kind of physical fitness in the third shelter.

"Didn't you check who I am? I also told you who my great-grandfather is." Han Sen looked at Lord Chong and said lightly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, Lao Han can't have offspring, don't play tricks there." Lord Chong stared at Han Sen and said angrily.

"Why is it impossible to have offspring? Everyone may have offspring." Han Sen said casually.

"It's possible for anyone, but he..." Master Chong suddenly stopped talking, as if he had reacted, his aura rose again, and he stared at Han Sen like a beast that chose to eat people: "Damn, how dare you?" If you tell me, who are you? If you don't know clearly, don't blame Master Chong for my cruelty."