Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 62: A bolt from the blue!
Who would write a diary if they were serious?
Are those who write diaries serious people?
Goethe felt that he should have faced the reality long ago: Mad King Modus definitely could not have left any secret treasure behind!
Even if there is a so-called 'secret treasure'...
That is absolutely a false rumor!
It was as if at this moment, Goethe knew what was inside without having to go in.
Lots of Liu Bei.
Textual and pictorial.
Realism and artistic conception.
Of course, there may also be colored ones.
As he was thinking about it, Goethe inexplicably wanted to go in and take a look.
It's not for the sake of seeing it first hand, it's just out of pure curiosity.
Hmm, curious!
But not now!
He turned his head and looked at the Black Tiger of the Seven Killing Hall - not the Black Tiger of the tiger, but the Black Tiger of the gecko.
Zhao She just told him that he must be careful with this black tiger!
The opponent is the strongest person in the 'Seven Killing Hall'!
Even stronger than the leader of the Seven Killings Hall, Lan Die!
He is a fighter who has truly mastered the 'absolute domain'!
Even, he touched the 'ultimate power'!
At this moment, thick black airflow gathered on the opponent's hands.
The air currents swirled, and the tremendous gravitational force pulled at everything around it.
Then comes the chill and extreme cold.
It was as if everything was frozen to death and crushed to pieces.
Hei Hu stared at Goethe, his eyes showing both fighting spirit and determination.
"At another time, I would have a drink with you, because I admire your tenacity, but at this time... No!"
"For the sake of 'Blue Butterfly', I have to get the things in the room!"
“Goethe, take my move—Demon Chaos… cough cough cough!”
Black Tiger roared, and the dark airflow on his hands instantly grew stronger, with the suction force increasing by more than ten times, and the cold and extremely cold power was like a substance, but the cough that followed changed everything.
The chill and extreme cold disappear.
The suction force turns into a breeze.
The black airflow dissipated directly.
Black Tiger collapsed to the ground, his face glowing golden, and then -
Wow!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Hei Hu's face was full of disbelief.
what happened?
Why do I suddenly cough?
Moreover, why is it the most critical moment of my 'Secret Weapon'?
The black tiger, who suffered backlash, stared at Goethe in a daze.
Mr. Wei on the side also reacted quickly. When the black tiger attacked, Mr. Wei took out a flying knife.
But just as the flying knife flew out of his hand——
A-choo!
A huge sneeze made Mr. Wei bend his back, and the flying knife in his hand stabbed into his thigh.
certainly!
It doesn't matter!
The important thing is, the knife is poisonous!
The sudden situation made Mr. Wei frantically look for the antidote. When he saw a green pill that looked similar to the antidote, he almost instinctively put it into his mouth.
But as soon as it entered his mouth, Mr. Wei felt something was wrong.
"No! This is not the antidote, this is..."
Before he could finish his words, Mr. Wei fell to the ground, convulsing all over and foaming at the mouth.
The battle hasn't really started yet.
That's how it ends.
Hei Hu crawled over as hard as he could and gave Mr. Wei the antidote. Then the two of them huddled in the corner, looking in horror at Goethe who was standing in front of the martial arts gym owner's room.
The two didn't know what was happening.
But precisely because of this, the two of them felt even more frightened.
What kind of power is this?
'Ultimate power'?
still……
Just as Hei Hu was guessing, Mr. Wei beside him suddenly trembled all over.
"'Son of Heaven'!"
Mr. Wei murmured a word in a low voice.
"Son of Heaven?!"
Heihu is not an ignorant person. Although he looks rough, he is actually humble and polite. With Mr. Wei following him, he naturally asks him a lot of questions. Therefore, Heihu knows the meaning of "Son of Heaven".
As the name suggests, it is the Son of God!
Everything you do will be successful, as if you have divine help!
Anyone who is hostile to him will suffer an accident!
Moreover, no matter how powerful the enemy is, chasing him will only make him stronger - he will either be rescued by a stronger person, or he will have an extraordinary adventure after jumping off a cliff.
Even those who used to be extremely intelligent and cunning would become confused and lose their wisdom when facing the other party.
Simply put...
God’s own son!
"Are you sure?"
Black Tiger exclaimed.
"Just think about what happened to him!"
Mr. Wei smiled bitterly.
He was plotted against, and all his relatives and friends were killed in the explosion, but he managed to escape, and broke through the shackles, and directly stepped into the "absolute domain", sweeping away the past decadence. The Xie family married off their daughters, and even married off the sisters together. When the "flame demon" came, thunder fell from the sky...
Thinking of this, Hei Hu's face looked bitter.
I'm a little envious.
If I were also the 'Son of God', 'Blue Butterfly' would definitely like me.
When he thought about his failure this time and how Blue Butterfly looked down on him even more, Hei Hu vomited blood with a "wow" and passed out.
Mr. Wei quickly found the healing medicine and put it into Heihu's mouth. He patted his chest, combed his back, and let him swallow the pill.
Click!
The slight sound of a spring made Mr. Wei pause.
He turned his head and looked at the open door in surprise.
Watching Goethe walk in.
A wry smile appeared on his face.
At this moment, Mr. Wei felt a gap called "despair".
Sometimes, that's it.
When you have tried your best to reach what you think is the end, you suddenly find that your end is just the starting point for others. While you are trying your best to move forward, the other party only needs to sit there, and there will be dozens of people carrying them forward. Moreover, with every step forward, more and more people will join the team carrying people. Eventually, the team becomes bigger and bigger, and there are more and more people. Not only do they charge forward with all their strength, but they also feel grateful and believe that it is the people being carried who guided them in the direction of progress and it is the other party who made them feel successful.
Until more and more people gathered below, the other person was lifted higher and higher and hit... the street lamp.
Mr. Wei leaned against the wall, his eyes fixed on the martial arts room.
Even if you can't see it.
He also hoped to see a little bit.
Just a little bit!
You don’t need too much!
However, what he saw was fire!
The raging flames devoured everything in the room. Mr. Wei vaguely saw several human-like figures, some of whom were tied up, and some were hung up...
Similar to the wooden man used for practicing martial arts!
There really is the 'secret weapon' of the 'Martial Saint' in it!
“No!”
Mr. Wei roared and rushed into the room, but was kicked back by Goethe who came out towards him.
The wind was whistling in his ears, and Mr. Wei seemed to hear Goethe's curse.
It seems that...
gentleman?
Bang!
A heavy blow to the back caused Mr. Wei to slide down, but he did not cry out in pain. He just sat there with lifeless eyes.
The goal of life was burned to ashes at this moment.
What's the meaning of him living?
A sad smile.
"Father, I'm sorry!"
Mr. Wei raised his hand and hit him on the forehead.
However, a hand grabbed his wrist.
It’s Muheiya!
Behind the other party are Li Yuan, Qin Huaner and Zhao She.
The already cold and arrogant face of the female swordsman became even colder at this moment.
A sharp aura surges through the body.
Qin Huan'er and Zhao She looked at the temporary head of the Security Committee headquarters with shocked and angry eyes, especially Qin Huan'er, the little princess of the overseas Silver Ring Island. She gritted her teeth and said viciously: "You despicable guy, you actually used those ordinary people as shields!"
"Hehe, Old Snake, I don't think I'm a good person, but I'm still a human being."
"I didn't expect that among the Security Committee, which calls itself a righteous group, there is someone like you. Why don't you leave the Security Committee? I will recommend you to join the Seven Killing Hall, or somewhere else?"
"Don't worry, I have a lot of acquaintances, and I will make sure you don't die a good death."
Zhao She said this with a smile, then bowed to Goethe.
"Master, I failed in my duty. I failed to stop this guy."
"Please punish me, Master."
Goethe waved his hand and looked towards Muheiya.
Although it was not surprising that Mu Heiya was able to break in, Goethe was still surprised that the other party used ordinary people as shields.
Mu Heiya completely ignored the three female swordsmen. He raised his hand and knocked Mr. Wei and Hei Hu unconscious. After putting them in the corner, he turned his head and looked at the martial arts gym room that was burned down.
After confirming that there was indeed nothing of value inside, the person in charge sent by the Security Committee headquarters smiled.
"Sure enough, his last name is Zhao!"
As the other party said this, he raised his hand and rubbed his temple, looking like he had a headache.
"Do you know that if you burn something that many important people are eyeing, not only you, but many other people will be in trouble?"
"That includes me!"
"So, let's fight!"
"If you win, the matter will be over. If you lose..."
"How about it?"
Qin Huaner asked with her neck stiff.
"Of course he's dead!"
clang!
Before Mu Heiya could finish his words, the female swordsman drew her sword, which brought up a cloud of cold light and pointed directly at Mu Heiya.
"This is his ancestral home. Are you sure you want to fight here?"
Mu Heiya did not dodge or evade, but pointed at Goethe and smiled.
Suddenly, the sword light and cloud dissipated, and the female swordsman took two steps back and glared at Mu Heiya.
"Don't look at me. I'm telling the truth. If this isn't the ancestral home of Goethe, do you think he can really find this place with your long sword? Do you think he can really unlock the combination lock in a short time?"
"That's the 'Book of Heaven'!"
"Even the famous Mr. Wei can't do it!"
"So, there is only one possibility left—"
"Goethe, you are the descendant of the 'Martial Saint' who was left behind, right?"
"After all, the 'Martial Saint' lived a casual life, so it's normal for him to have a descendant like you. Sigh... Really, I should have been sure when you said your last name was 'Zhao' just now."
Speaking of this, Mu Heiya shook his head regretfully.
"What do you think of my proposal?"
The other party asked again.
Goethe said nothing, but walked up.
The other party smiled and mentioned Hei Hu, and Mr. Wei followed.
The female swordsman, Qin Huan'er, and Zhao She also followed.
At this moment, on the ground.
The sky is clear.
The dark clouds dispersed without knowing what was going on.
Mu Heiya raised his head and glanced at the sky, feeling relieved, as if he had already won.
He handed the prisoner to his subordinates, walked straight to Goethe, stood five meters away, and saluted with his fists clasped.
"Muheiya, I want to ask for your advice!"
Then--
Boom!
