The Woman who Became the “Male” God

Recently, mentally ill people have started to make trouble. In the past, I did not engage in trouble because of my innocence and lack of understanding of the truth.

Now that the backstage is in place and the wings are hardened, it's time to make heaven and earth.

The first unlucky thing is that Jingming psychological medical institution. Jingming has branches all over the world, nominally Ren's industry, but not all branches are involved in illegal experiments, and only dozens of strongholds are actually involved.

It took nearly a year for the hackers who traced the source to find all the strongholds, collect enough evidence, and then officially launched a brutal retaliation.

[Shocking and shady! A certain psychological institution actually used the job to conduct hypnosis experiments on children! (With video)]

[With pictures and the truth, reveal the true face of a century-old enterprise! 】

[For hundreds of years, how many people have suffered? Look at this list of deaths. Are there any relatives on it? 】

[35570 people, shocking! 】

On the Internet, one by one eye-catching headlines appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the content revealed was frightening, followed by endless anger.

A large company with a history of hundreds of years has secretly experimented with children. The treatment of psychological hypnosis is very strict, and the guardian or the person must agree to determine the plan and time before it can start. Especially for children, a little carelessness will leave hidden dangers and lead to mental disorders.

However, most of the hundreds of cases in the video proved to be illegal in the end, and the other part was because the patients and their family members had passed away.

The emergence of these evidences was like a violent storm, and it was so violent that the Ren family and the forces behind them were caught off guard and could not deal with it at all. Jing Ming's credibility plummeted, his stock plummeted, and he was still facing judicial investigations.

The death list was so terrible, it instantly aroused everyone's anger. It was not found before because of the irregular time of death and the wide geographical distribution. No one would think of a formal psychological institution. Now it is pointed out and further investigated, the truth is frightening.

More than 30,000 people died silently in this way. Most of them were potentiators with extremely high potential, and their future achievements would be limitless. However, this group of heavenly pride fell into the dust at the most beautiful age.

This is still the number of people whose records can be found. The records of more people have been destroyed and there is no trace to be found.

With various insider exposures, all the families of the victims gathered and lodged complaints with the relevant agencies, among them wealthy businessmen and dignitaries. Like the collapse of the embankment, the building will collapse, everyone understands that the Jingming is over, and the Ren family is over.

At this time when the whole people were outraged, another list appeared. This list records the victims who are still alive today. The youngest is only 10 years old, and the oldest is 79 years old. There are more than 1,000 people in total, one third of whom are patients in the Tracing Mental Hospital. The biggest one is Mu Gu, whose mental strength and strength level are both a mystery, and can be called a miraculous survivor. It's a pity that my intelligence is damaged, and I can't remember what happened back then.

After everyone discovered this incident, they called the origin of the leader the "Holy Land of Resurrection".

Jing Ming was sealed up after half a month. The Ren family as the representative suffered heavy losses. Other family members of the Changshenghui were also affected. Many people secretly handled the industries and materials related to the Changshenghui.

The patients are waiting for this moment, not afraid of them moving, but afraid of them not moving.

The stupid and harmless mental hospital showed their fangs for the first time; the tracing faction who planted flowers and grass released a group of fierce men who murdered and overpowered.

An Xian said when he assassinated Jokson: "I am your nightmare."

Now, it's time to dream.

"What if we get rid of it?" asked Zhi Duoxing, who was still sane.

An Xian replied: "There is a saying called'bullying the weak'."

Zhi Duo Xing: So those families are the "weak" party in your eyes? We play off and you go on? I like it!

So what's more to say, let's start to "bully the weak"!

The patients are in charge of going to heaven, the management team is in charge of public relations, the pollen are in charge of cheering, He Lin is in charge of the beheading, and the leader is in charge of the town.

There is a strong backing, the support of public opinion, the fanatics, the moral support, the brutal sniper, and the powerful response.

The strength of traceability is presented to the world one by one in an extremely coquettish posture.

Just as the neurosis was rampant, Anxian successfully set up the first teleportation formation, connecting the No. 1 Mental Hospital and Siyou Mountain. Tracing disciples need spirit stones to activate the teleportation array, and Anxian and He Lin, who possesses the bones of the gods, can directly activate them. An ordinary person who hasn't practiced can't open it even if he has a spirit stone.

Anxian gradually devoted its main energy to cultivating flower seeds and speeding up the promotion of planting. With Roy's help, the area of ​​the flower field has expanded dozens of times. Almost all the land at the foot of the mountain is covered by lush flowers and trees. It is colorful and filled with spiritual energy. Cultivating in this environment is refreshing and progressing rapidly.

An Xian sits cross-legged in the sea of ​​flowers, abandoning all distracting thoughts and calming down. Two days have passed since this time, and she has no sign of waking up.

He Lin lay on the grass not far away with his eyes closed and rested, using his spiritual sense to pay attention to the movement around him.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and disappeared into the spot instantly.

The next second, he appeared outside the small building, staring coldly at the uninvited guest who was approaching here.

The visitor looks forty or fifty years old, wearing a retro gown, with white hair on the temples, his eyes are like torches, and his breath is gloomy.

His arrival did not touch Anxian's defensive formation, which is evident in his strength.

He Lin stood with his hands in his arms, his eyes surging with coldness.

"It's been a long time, Xiao Lin." The visitor stood still 20 meters away from He Lin, and the first sentence revealed his identity.

After Yi Rongdan failed, He Lin used other methods to change his appearance, and few people have recognized him so far. But the person in front of him saw through his disguise at a glance.

There was no surprise on He Lin's face, because the person in front of him was his grandfather He Weizhen. The person who should have passed away reappeared alive, and the memories that were once lost resurfaced in his mind.

It was his grandfather who sent him to the Longevity Association as an experimental product, which allowed him to experience two years of mental torture until he collapsed. The mental power of the riot "killed" all clones and dozens of enhancers. Caused huge losses to the Changshenghui.

But He Lin himself, because he swallowed the mental power of others, he recovered in just one month, but he just lost the memory. He became an anomaly in the Changshenghui, no one dared to experiment with him anymore, and in the end he was simply sent back to He's house to be slowly cultivated as a powerful chess piece, monitoring his growth secretly, and killing him once he was unintentional.

He Lin was sent to the battlefield because someone discovered that he was investigating the Changshenghui. In order to avoid exposure of their influence, they decided to eliminate this chess piece that was about to run out of control. He Lin, who has a strong sense of responsibility, even though aware of the danger, still accepted the task without hesitation. Because he always believed in his family and his family. As a result, he saw the tragic death of the fighter, and was attacked by two S-level enhancers, which caused a mental riot and died of exhaustion.

He Lin's life has been returned to the He family.

Now he has no scruples.

He Lin looked at He Weizhen indifferently, as if looking at a dead person.

He Weizhen felt a chill in his back, and his fingers trembled slightly behind him. Although his face was calm, his heart was inexplicably horrified. His current strength has broken through the upper limit of S-level and reached another height, but facing He Lin, he was actually afraid.

"Xiao Rin, whether the leader is at home, I want to talk to him." He Weizhen quietly let go of his mental power to resist He Lin's pressure.

"What are you talking about?" He Lin took his legs and walked slowly towards He Weizhen.

He Weizhen resisted the urge to retreat and said: "The leader is your friend, that is, a friend of the He family. I think he might be willing to talk to us about cooperation."

"It's true that he is my friend, but he is not a friend of the He family. Because of me," the corner of He Lin's mouth raised slightly, "not from the He family."

"Why do you say that?" He Weizhen pretended to be puzzled. "You are the heir of the He family, a rare genius in a century. The future of the He family is in your hands."

He Lin didn't respond to his words, step by step, every step seemed to be on He Weizhen's heart, making him feel heavy.

As he approached, his appearance changed little by little. When the two were five meters apart, he completely restored his original appearance.

"Xiao Lin..." He Weizhen was a little startled looking at this familiar face.

"Changshenghui will only send you here, do you think I will look at the face of the He family, and be merciful?" He Lin's pupils suddenly lit up two clusters of flames, one teleported to He Weizhen and strangled him abruptly. He grabbed his neck and said sternly, "You are so sad, you think you are superior, but you are actually killing yourself. For your so-called longevity, how many innocent lives are ruined in your hands? Did you hear that? Those tragic deaths War soul, calling you in hell..."

The anger buried deep in his memory, at the moment he saw He Weizhen, erupted like a mountain torrent, turned into a murderous intent, and gathered at him overwhelmingly.

He Weizhen's face suddenly changed, and he broke free of He Lin's restraint, and retreated in embarrassment.

"You... how can you be so strong!"

He Lin slowly spread out his palms: "You haven't been studying the exercises all the time, now I will let you see the true power of the exercises."

He Weizhen's eyes widened, and He Lin's face kept expanding in his pupils...

Five minutes later, He Weizhen lay in a pool of blood, his whole body broken, and he stared at He Lin in disbelief.

"Impossible, impossible, how could our research be wrong, how could it be wrong..." After hundreds of years of hard work, he was smashed within three strokes, and He Weizhen could not accept this fact.

He Lin stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "You are considered a master among mortals, but in the eyes of practitioners, you are nothing more than ants. If the people behind the longevity meeting are of your kind, then don't delusion with the leader. I got it right."

He Lin stepped on He Weizhen's chest and exploded his heart with a little effort, without even considering that he was his grandfather.

With a single finger, the corpse on the ground was instantly swallowed by flames, but it burned to ashes in a few seconds, leaving only a white ulna.

He Lin held the ulna in the palm of his hand, and a familiar breath rushed over his face, his divine power surged, echoing with the hip bones on his body and the skull buried in Siyou Mountain, forming an invisible aura.

He Lin felt as if he had traveled through time and space, and countless memories flooded him for thousands of years. He slowly raised his head, with a sharp light in his eyes, looking at the world.

It turns out he is...

In the First World War, he was crushed to pieces, and this planet was his burial place.

"Haha..." Crazy flashed in He Lin's eyes, his body was surging, and the bones of the gods scattered around the world trembled, as if they were welcoming their master.

The earthquake trembled, the mountains crumbled, the ocean churned, and Xiaoyu's eyes were dripping with blood.

The whole world is about to fall into a huge disaster...

"He Lin!"

A cold voice passed through the barriers and passed into He Lin's ears clearly.

The restless world was quiet instantly.