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Chapter 7 Mysterious Formula

"Hmph! Bah!" Wei San held the ground with both hands and spat out a mouthful of blood. A few crisp sounds were heard, and five teeth mixed with blood hit the tiled floor. "The fist of the third-level warrior is nothing more than that!"

"You can't stand up anymore and you're still talking big!" Zhuo Fan snorted coldly, stop watching the two of them fighting. He stepped forward to help Royxue.

Wang Badao was surprised. He didn't keep his strength in this punch. According to the principle, the second-level warrior was hit hard by this punch. Even if he didn't fall into a coma, he would be extremely sad. But Wei San acted so easily?

He bulged his eyes and his voice was low: "I admit, Wei San, you have some skills. But it is the top presence among the second-level warriors, which is far worse than me. So I advise you to be honest and save you from suffering from flesh and blood."

"Wang Badao, don't be arrogant. I was hit by the punch just now. Do you dare to punch me head-on?" Wei San wiped the blood from Yin Hong's corner of his mouth and stood up swayingly.

...

At the same time, by the pool, Royxue's mind was shocked and did not remove the mind force shield. Zhuo Fan reached out to help him, but was blocked by the shield. His hand was ten centimeters outside Royxue's body. He couldn't help but be stunned.

Royxue smiled at him awkwardly.

"Thank you!" She was moved. If Zhuo Fan hadn't arrived in time, she would have been in danger today. "But Mickey..."

"It's good that you're safe." Mickey was already in danger at this time. He shook his head helplessly and murmured. "It's all over, it's good that you're safe."

Royxue's heart suddenly tightened, Mickey might be gone... Her eyes were a little wet, and her heart hurt like a needle. Her lips moved, and she wanted to come forward to hug Zhuo Fan, but suddenly she thought of something, and then she lowered her head and her eyes dimmed.

At this moment, the distance between the two of them was only a guard of thought, and no one took the initiative to break it.

Zhuo Fan didn't notice Royxue's strangeness either.

...

The gusts of wind blew, and the old glass windows in the bathroom swayed back and forth, making a slight "repairing" sound.

In the bathroom, a faint smell of blood mixed with the pungent smell of disinfectant in the toilet spread.

"Don't think of playing tricks?" Wang Badao had already walked to Wei San, and pulled Wei San's collar like a chicken, and pulled him up. He lifted the short Wei San, which was really relaxing for Wang Badao.

"Are you scared?" Wei San didn't care at all. He glanced at the silent two people beside the pool, swayed the golden retrievers in front of his forehead, and smiled with his mouth tilted.

"I'm afraid of a ball! But you, the Cobra is coming, just wait for him to deal with you..." Before Wang Badao finished speaking, Wei San suddenly took out something shiny from his pocket and stabbed Wang Badao suddenly.

Wang Badao reacted very quickly. He pulled his arm back and took a step back. Wei San's sneak attack fell into the air. Not only was he not disappointed, but he showed a hint of joy on his face.

Only then did Wang Badao see clearly what was in Wei San's hand, it was a glass tube as thick as a little finger. If someone wanted to kill someone with this thing, it would be a bit delusional.

With a bang, Wei San directly crushed the transparent glass tube in his hand. The colorless liquid inside instantly oxidized to a deep purple-red color because of the mixed air. Wei San ignored the slash of his palm, raised the glass tube and raised his neck while tilting his neck. His blood mixed with the purple-red and unknown liquid dripped like his mouth.

This was beyond the expectations of everyone present, and Wang Badao frowned.

"Hahaha!" Wei San threw away the glass fragments in his hand and laughed wildly.

"Huh!" The smile suddenly stopped. He hit his chest and his face turned red.

Wei San's forehead had a protruding blue veins and kept twitching like a small green snake. His skin became bloody red. What's even more strange is that the wound on his face was quickly twisted and repaired.

Seeing this, he felt something was wrong and was afraid of a change. Wang Badao directly punched Wei San's chest. This punch was even more powerful than the previous one. If this punch hit, it would inevitably cause Wei San to directly fracture and internal injuries, and he would no longer have the power to fight back.

Wei San's fist also raised rapidly. Unlike Wang Badao's powerful force, his punch was a bit erratic, but it should not be underestimated.

"Bang!"

The two fists suddenly faced each other, and this time Wei San's fists actually met Wang Badao!

"Dingdengdeng" Wang Badao took three steps in a row and looked at Wei San in surprise. This time he was at a disadvantage.

"Awesome!" Wang Badao was a little surprised.

Zhuo Fan and Royxue were also nervous when watching the game.

"How could Wei San's strength suddenly surge?" Zhuo Fan's eyes swept across the broken glass and began to speculate in his heart.

Wei San's eyes began to become turbid, and his eyes were red to almost bleeding. A violent aura burst out, as if Wei San had turned into a bloodthirsty beast now.

After one punch, Wei San's eyes locked on Wang Badao. Wang Badao raised his chest and his eyes were bright. This punch made him excited!

"Come again!" Wang Badao roared.

rub!

Wei San moved again, "Shuh~ Brush", the glass in the bathroom was smashed directly by him, and Wei San's figure flashed and he had already escaped from the Moonshotel.

"So fast!" Royxue was a little surprised.

"Don't try to escape!" Wang Badao also rushed out.

When the two left, only Zhuo Fan and Royxue were left in the female bathroom. From time to time, there were sounds of fighting between ping-pong people, and there were also some shouts of people mixed in.

"He ran away!" Royxue took a deep breath and patted his undulating chest. Wei San's performance was too amazing, and it could be seen that it made her feel scared. "Did you see, what he looked like just now is so scary!"

"It's okay! I'm here." Zhuo Fan comforted in a deep voice. Roycho was safe and sound, which was a good result.

"Yeah!" Royxue nodded very well, showing a pure and beautiful smile that makes people intoxicated. The pleasing cherry mouth gently spreads out the unique charm of the soul. Just looking at it, it makes people become addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves.

Zhuo Fan's attention is not here.

"Hmm?" Zhuo Fan's eyes were sharp, and his eyes swept over the glass fragments that were broken by Wei San. A yellow paper bag fell nearby. The paper bag was folded into more than a dozen regular sharp-angled polygons, which looked a bit like a secret pattern of chanting or a pentagram magic array.

He went straight forward and picked up the paper bag. This was what Wei San had just thrown away after he scratched his clothes.

"This paper has good toughness, and it seems to be a very high-end material!" Zhuo Fan analyzed while disassembling the paper bag. As soon as he saw the handwriting on the paper bag, his eyes lit up. "Hmm? It turned out to be a recipe - blood-c-plus. Maybe the potion Wei San just drank was this recipe. The reason for his great increase in strength should be this thing! Even if I can't use this thing, it will definitely be of great use to Brother Wang."

Zhuo Fan knew that Wang Badao wanted to enter the military camp for a long time. It was just because he had no connection, and his talent was only considered middle and upper-middle, and he never had a chance. If he could become a level 4 warrior, it would be different. Then his confidence in entering the military camp would be at least 30%.

Royxue, who had just been well-behaved, was obviously ignored, and her face suddenly turned black and she said angrily.

"I think someone doesn't want to leave, so keep staying here. I'm going out for some breath!" Before leaving, she turned around and added, "Abnormal!"

"Ah?" Zhuo Fan put away the recipe and realized that he was still in the women's bathroom.

"Did somewhere get her off?" He followed her out with some depression after putting away the recipe.

Royxue and Zhuo Fan left the bathroom and came to the first floor hall. There was no one along the way. He accelerated his steps and walked out of the main entrance and came to the open space outside the Yuese Hotel.

As soon as he came out, he saw hundreds of people around him, crowded and looked very lively.

Zhuo Fan looked closely and found that the crowd was roughly divided into three piles. One of them was the service staff and security guards in the hotel, the other was the Scar Association congregation with armbands, and the last one he guessed that it was the Cobra.

"Second brother!"

"Hello, second brother!" "Second Brother Zhuo!"

Guo Sisi and several congregations came over.

"It seems that you are quite famous!" Royxue quipped with a mouth flattering her mouth and joked with Zhuo Fan. "I want to look at you with admiration!"

"Don't laugh at me." Zhuo Fan covered his forehead, feeling helpless.

"I'm talking about my heart." Royxue's mood seemed to improve and she smiled mischievously.

Guo Sisi answered from the side and said, "Second brother is your friend? So beautiful!"

"That's right, this temperament..." Several congregations also echoed, but in fact they were all talking in their hearts.

Royxue glanced at Zhuo Fan and then turned around. Obviously, she was not very interested in the compliments of everyone.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, tell me what's going on outside?" Zhuo Fan was a little embarrassed and touched his nose and said.

"She is the school beauties of your college. OK! Second brother, work harder and take her down!" Guo Sisi hugged Zhuo Fan's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"Is it over? Tell me what happened to Wei San?" Zhuo Fan sent an old punch, and Guo Sisi was hit on the shoulder.

Guo Sisi finally stopped, coughed, and said seriously: "Then Wei San has run away!"

Zhuo Fan nodded, the result was not beyond his expectations. He knew Wang Badao's strength very well. Wei San became terrifying after drinking the potion, and it was probably only a level 4 warrior to keep him. If Wei San wanted to escape, Wang Badao really had no choice.

"Second brother, you are so calm!" Guo Sisi looked at Zhuo Fan in surprise. "It seems that I will look at you with admiration!"

Zhuo Fan had a cold face. Guo Sisi was bored and had to continue saying: "This cobra should be unlucky. As soon as he arrived, he met Wei San who was desperate. He fought with Wei San for only three moves and was injured!"

"Is it injured?" Zhuo Fan was a little confused.

"Yes, Wei San seemed to be crazy. He first hurt our brothers, and then the unlucky Cobra. Then the boss went to chase Wei San, but because his speed was not as fast as him, he couldn't catch up, so he ran away. Now he probably has run out of the city."

"If you offended Wang Badao and Cobra, Wei San could not get along with the flange." Zhuo Fan speculated about Wei San's whereabouts in his heart.

Guo Sisi recklessly said to others: "I really don't know why Wei San suddenly became so angry? I remember that he was just a famous second-level warrior not long ago. If he hadn't been proficient in some thieves' methods, I wouldn't have known that Flan had a character like him. Now, even the boss of their gang, Cobra, was beaten by him. Although it was only a slight injury, it was really funny to say it!"

"I just picked up a recipe that was lost by Wei San. Maybe it was the reason for his rapid increase in strength." Zhuo Fan answered calmly when he heard something from Guo Sisi's words.
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