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 some practice, there will be no problem of handedness."

It is impossible for a person's left and right hands to have the same strength and flexibility, but Sanwu plug-in directly made his left and right hands completely consistent.

"If I can do this too, I can draw formations with my left and right hands at the same time," Koizumi Hongzi drew a symbol with his left and right hands in the air at the same time, sighing regretfully, "No, the drawing with the left hand is still a bit wrong...the specific increase How much power?"

"My strength only increases in my hands, not in my legs, and the strength testing machines in the laboratory are not professional enough, so the specific growth value cannot be determined." Chi Feichi said.

Koizumi Hongzi looked down at the metal products on the ground that were pinched so that they couldn't see the original, a little speechless, "It's difficult for ordinary machines to detect it, right?"

"Well, let's leave that alone, I'll practice control again," Chi Feichi exerted a little force on his right hand, and the cup in his hand broke, "It's not easy to control."

In the following time, Koizumi Hongzi went to change into a sterilized white coat, followed the procedure to collect blood from Chi Feichi decently, and took two tubes of blood to study.

Chi Feichi stayed at the resting place, taking various things to adapt to the growth of strength.

If there is no previous training experience, it will take a long time to adapt to the sudden increase in strength.

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

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

Koizumi Hongzi didn't leave the machine until after 7 o'clock in the morning, turned to look at the wall clock, yawned, went to print the report, and conveniently put the remaining tube of blood into the refrigerator, "It's already past 7 o'clock , I have something to study, time flies so fast, how are you getting used to it?"

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

"Familiar? Have you gotten used to it?" Koizumi Hongzi was puzzled.

"In the case of intentional control, there will be no problems," Chi Feichi explained calmly, "But it's hard to say when the mood is agitated, it takes a while to get used to it, and when you don't need to deliberately control it, you can use appropriate strength Only then will there be no hidden dangers.”

Seeing that the report was printed, Koizumi Hongzi tidied it up and put it in the drawer, and suddenly found that it was not easy for everyone. Freaks like the Son of Nature who can gain power while lying down also need time to control the growing power, "Then how about the venom? Do? If you get excited, it will still ooze, right?"

"I'll find time to familiarize myself with it. If it doesn't work, find a way to control it with external force." Chi Feichi stretched out his hand to pick up Feichi.

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

Seeing the iron pipes that were easily crushed by Chi Feichi, it felt that it was not as resistant to pinching as iron pipes, and it was safer to avoid the master's hand recently.

Chi Feichi didn't say anything, it's fine for Feichi to avoid it, if he accidentally pinches Feichi to death...

Cough, this cannot happen.

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

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

The change should be 'Xiong', but I'm not sure if it's because of Jubingwei, Xiaoxiong, or Tuanzi.

Confirming and collecting this information can also help him understand the characteristics of Sanwu cheats.

It's really hard without a manual.

"Are you not sleeping?"

"Don't sleep anymore, there are many things to do today."

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

"I'll drive it out and have it handled."

...

After more than half an hour.

Takatori Yannan drove to Jiangdong District, saw Chi Feichi in front of a pier, and stopped the car.

Chi Feichi had already changed his face again. There were bloodstains on his face when he changed his face. He was going to find Frante later, so he simply changed his freckled European youth's face again.

Yan Nan Takatori put on sunglasses to slightly obscure his appearance, opened the door and got out of the car, and handed the bread he brought to Chi Feichi, "Good morning, boss."

"Morning." Chi Feichi greeted, took the bread, and led the way to a warehouse.

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

Except for some hotels serving foreign guests that serve breakfast, there are almost no breakfast shops outside, and he didn't even bother to look for it.

When he arrived at the warehouse, Takatori Yannan saw the car without a door at a glance. After approaching, he saw the dried blood on the seat, "Blood?"

"Well," Chi Feichi tore open the bread bag, lowered his head to eat the bread, "Have you brought anything?"

"Bring it here," Yan Nan Takatori took out a plastic bag from under his coat, looked at Chi Feichi's disguised face, and found that there seemed to be blood on Chi Feichi's clothes. Although the black clothes were not easy to see, they were solidified. The clotted blood can still be seen a little under the light, "Boss, did something happen last night?"

"It's okay." Chi Feichi said with a cold face.

I really can't say what happened last night.

Takatori Yannan didn't ask any more questions, and placed the three bombs in the plastic bag separately, ensuring that the car would be detonated and the traces inside the car would be destroyed, and then removed the license plate, "Okay!"

"Let's go," Chi Feichi also finished eating the bread, and threw the plastic bag into the car, "take me somewhere."

There were Frante's blood, hair, and a door missing inside the car. It would be too troublesome to leave it to others to clean up and repair it. Even if Takatori Geno could repair it, it was not worth wasting time on such things.

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

Then find an organization to apply for another car of the same model...

...

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

On the way, Chi Feichi found an open shop, bought a set of clothes for himself, and when he arrived at the hotel, he sent Takatori Yannan to go shopping. After the crow had watched the outside, he went up to the 19th floor, took out his room card, Open the door and enter the house.

The curtains in the room were drawn, and a ray of light came in through the gap in the curtains, and a slight breathing sound could be faintly heard.

Chi Feichi didn't turn on the light, and went to the room to look around. Seeing that Frante hadn't woken up, he turned and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

It's early days, don't expect to discuss a plan of action with the night owls of the organization.

It is estimated that the pot cannot be shaken off last night, it is better to clean up the blood on his body first.

When he heard the sound of water, Frante woke up with a start, opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to sit up, but found that his hands and feet were weak, his shoulders, lower back, arms, and neck were stabbing pains, and his bones seemed to be smashed , It is very difficult to move.

The bits and pieces of last night came to mind.

The ambiguous atmosphere, the sudden increased strength of holding the right shoulder, the sudden pain of being scratched by the cold sharp blade on the shoulder, the warm and then cold blood flowing from the neck, gradually filled the air with the smell of blood...

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

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

What impressed me the most was that the young face with small freckles on the cheeks and the clear outline was still cold, and the hoarse voice was like an order, telling 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 light on her body.

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

She saw her outstretched hand, which was still very small and tender, pointing directly at the flying butterfly.

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

Then, the light dimmed a little bit.

Her father's neat new clothes were wearing out, and her mother's well-manicured hair became greasy and disheveled, and had to be cut short.

My father lost weight, lost his big belly, and his face became smaller. His eyes were often sunken with dark circles, and the blue eyes that used to be full of cheerful emotions were also full of anxiety and distress. He never smiled again.

My mother got fat, her slender figure became bloated, her beautiful hands gradually became rough, her face under the short hair was as rough as her hands, and she never smiled again.

The beautiful yard is gone, and it becomes a cramped house.

The little brother who can't walk is lying on his stomach, talking ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

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

Poverty is terrible.

It could change everything, it could make her father leave them in order to survive, to offend villains for money, it could make her mother humiliated and mad, take her and her brother to jump into the river insanely.

Weakness is also scary.

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

Facing the crying brother who was frightened by the movement outside, she could only coax her brother carefully, fearing that those people would break into the hut where no adults were present.

Faced with the plight of dying while drowning, she could only let her mother drag her down, her younger brother stopped crying, his big innocent eyes were still open, and his cute face was frozen in the river.

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

That day, she thought she was born again, but she rushed up and was kicked to the ground.

then what should we do?

Hold on!

Get out of there, make yourself stronger, stronger, and when she goes back, she will definitely be able to stab the sharp knife into the heart of the annoying guy.

That walk is 8 years.

Life was hard, and the nasty poverty was everywhere.

It wasn't until she joined the organization at the age of 22 that she realized that she was not considered weak. She could use her brain to make a lot of money, live a good life, and slowly send those annoying guys away. To hell!

"Click."

The bathroom door opens.

Frante's heart suddenly tightened.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of organization.

Unlike the group of 'powerful' guys in her memory, the people in the organization don't say disgusting words, they all have enough confidence in publicity, most of them have abilities that ordinary people don't have, but they also have more vicious hearts, making She understood that those guys who were strong before were just disgusting, they couldn't be called 'powerful' at all.

She no longer puts her former strength in her eyes, but she will never be able to show any resistance to the organization.

It was a really powerful existence, and there were a group of lunatics inside, and Lark was even more lunatic.

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

Horribly twisted.

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

Frante withdrew her mind and calmed down, "I don't want to move, my whole body hurts...I want to lie down..."