Pang Jinghai had a grin on his face, and there was a surge of hatred in his eyes.

It's all this damn kid!

If it weren't for this kid, his Blood Flame wouldn't have suffered heavy losses, and he wouldn't have fallen into such a mess!

The distance of a few meters passed by in an instant. He looked at the neck and grabbed it fiercely.

"Um?"

The next moment, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, the figure flashed for a moment, and actually swung past his eyes, the blow was missed.

what happened?

He was stunned for a moment.

"Slow down!" A faint voice rang in his ears, which made him tremble all over, and he turned his head suddenly, only to meet a pair of deep and cold eyes.

Just so quietly, staring at him, like an ancient well, without a trace of waves.

Suddenly, his head buzzed, and his whole body got goosebumps. This kid... what's going on? Could it be that he also has spirit patterns?

its not right! If the spirit pattern is activated, the eyes will change color, no matter how bad it is, there will be some other abnormalities! But there was nothing unusual about this kid.

"However, it's okay. Your speed and reaction are dozens of times stronger than ordinary people. This should not be the limit, and it can be improved."

Ye Mo's eyes flashed, and he said with great interest.

He has always been very interested in this mysterious power, so he just took the opportunity to study it.

After the skill of wisdom has reached extraordinary, the knowledge he has obtained is vast and complex, among which there are naturally techniques for strengthening the human body, and there are many more.

Just one genetic modification can generate many technical schools.

And the current force is obviously not genetically transforming the body, but an external force, and there are many possibilities for this.

More advanced forms of energy, or some nano-scale technological products, are likely to achieve this effect.

But he's not sure yet.

In the injured state, it can be strengthened dozens of times. This strength is quite good. Of course, it is incomparable to him. The improvement brought about by the upgrade of various skills has made his physical functions reach an extremely terrifying level.

There is also a miraculous Qi-raising skill, and he doesn't know how far the system has evolved him!

"you……"

Pang Jinghai's scalp exploded, he screamed and retreated, "You also have spirit patterns?"

"Spirit pattern? Is that what you call it? Not a bad name!"

Ye Mo frowned.

Then, he shook his head and said disdainfully: "However, I don't need this kind of thing!"

After hearing this, Pang Jinghai was dumbfounded again.

unnecessary?

Does he really have no spirit pattern? But how is this possible! If it wasn't for the power of the spirit pattern, how could he be faster than himself?

He has been a martial arts genius since he was a child. He has studied martial arts with famous teachers for so many years. Of course, he knows the limits of the human body. After tempering to a certain level, it is the ultimate.

Of course, in the legend, there are also those who break through the limits of the human body through tempering, but it is only a legend after all.

Only the power of spirit pattern can make people have extraordinary power and break through the limit!

This guy said that he doesn't need spirit patterns, does it mean that he has other magical powers? What exactly is power?

Pang Jinghai's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he was extremely eager to know the answer.

He was even more jealous.

He has always looked down on this richest kid, thinking that he is just a weak person. For him with extraordinary power, he can be crushed to death with one hand, but he never thought that this kid also has strength, and may even be stronger than himself.

This made him, who had always been conceited, somewhat unacceptable.

"Fast speed does not necessarily mean strength, but there is still a chance!"

After thinking for a while, he collected himself, shot out suddenly, and punched him away.

Boom!

This time, the opponent didn't hide, but just raised his palm to block, and his body remained motionless.

"this……"

This scene made Pang Jinghai's scalp numb again, and he was terrified. Although he was not in his prime, the opponent's palm didn't even shake.

And the body shape, motionless.

What kind of force is this?

There was a trace of panic in his wide-open eyes. This unknown powerful force made him feel scared, his hands and feet trembled, and even his soul trembled.

At this moment, he just wanted to escape, to escape from here, to stay away from this nightmare!

But, before he had time to pull away, that white jade-like palm pinched his fist, twisted it violently, and heard a few kerala sounds.

The intact left arm was broken just like that, and the heart-piercing pain made him twitch all over, and his face twisted.

"Even the bones are much harder than ordinary people, interesting!"

"This hand has recovered a lot. It seems that it has the function of speeding up the healing of injuries and regenerating flesh and blood... The strength just now is not bad, about a hundred times!"

Ye Mo muttered to himself.

"The tattoo on your body is a tiger pattern, right? Dragons, tigers, and ostriches are really interesting!"

"You... how do you know?"

Pang Jinghai was stunned for a moment, and said in shock.

Only the closest women know the secrets about him, and no one in the organization knows, so how does this guy know?

Ye Mo raised his eyebrows, playful: "Well, I've seen your photo, one of your women took it, and posted it on Twitter."

Hearing this, Pang Jinghai was shocked, and became dull again.

His woman?

This guy, even found all these?

He trembled again, and a wave of extreme fear welled up in his heart.

This kid has already checked him out. I'm afraid everything about him has been exposed, including assets, residence, and all the women!

How on earth did he do it?

He trembled more and more, and on his pale face, there was only bone-chilling fear and despair.

"Your taste is quite special!"

Ye Mo smiled playfully again, this guy is not picky at all, no matter what country he is from, he likes any skin color, at least he can't do it.

He was about to experiment again, to study this force carefully, when suddenly, the dial on his left wrist vibrated, and when he looked up, his face changed slightly.

Someone called the police, a police car is coming here, and a light spot is approaching rapidly, and it is approaching this area.

His eyes turned cold, he directly raised his palm, and slapped it on the forehead.

This majestic and burly body shook and fell down.

"Tsk!"

Ye Mo shook his hand.

I wanted to do some more research on how to get rid of this power, but it seems that there is no chance for the time being, let’s talk about it later!

He glanced at the dial again, raised his eyes again, glanced at a tall building not far away, turned around again, and rushed along the alleyway.

Out of the alley, he swept in the direction of York Street.

After he left, on the roof of the tall building, a beautiful figure got up from the corner of the wall, looked down, and seeing that there was no figure, he patted his chest and took a deep breath.

Her full breasts heaved up and down sharply, and on that coquettish and evil face, there was only a pale, shocking face.

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