Chen He was driving the Mercedes-Benz with a cigarette in his mouth. His arm was still stained with blood, but the wound had already scabbed and healed.
"I'm just an ordinary citizen," he said calmly.
Ye Muxia's beautiful eyes turned sharp, and she questioned him with the tone of a police officer, "An ordinary citizen? Can an ordinary citizen resist the power of a car with his body? Can an ordinary person flip over a two-ton car?! "
"That's a car …!" Ye Muxia's voice almost broke down … because she was in a mess at this moment! She was shocked by Chen He's horrifying means!
A faint and horrifying thought emerged in Ye Muxia's mind … She had heard Captain Qi say that some people in this world … had the ability to transcend the mortal world … They … had the horrifying power of human potential … They … were called special soldiers!
"Tell me honestly … are you … a special soldier?!" Ye Muxia stared at Chen He with her beautiful eyes as if she wanted to see through him! The horrifying identity of this man was beyond her imagination! This kind of person was too horrifying!
Hearing Ye Muxia's words, Chen He's heart skipped a beat … Then, he smiled faintly.
"There are no humans with superpowers in this world … Officer Ye, have you watched too many Hollywood movies?" Chen He's voice had a trace of teasing in it.
"But what if … he has gone through special training? What if he stimulates the human potential through a special method?! "Ye Muxia stared at him with her beautiful eyes, and the sharpness in her eyes deepened.
"Archimedes' principles of physics pointed out that … the potential of the human body can be stimulated to a power that's hundreds of times greater … Lifting a two-ton car with bare hands … Isn't this the power of potential?" Ye Muxia pressed.
At this moment, Chen He's eyes showed a trace of indescribable profoundness, as if he was confirming what Ye Muxia had said just now …
"Muxia, what are you talking about? What potential eight abilities … I'm just an ordinary person. I hope you won't ask any more questions, okay? "Chen He's voice was extremely calm, with an inexplicable depth to it.
Although Chen He tried his best to deny it, the answer in Ye Muxia's heart became clearer and clearer! At the same time, another mystery seemed to be gradually unraveling … If … this Chen He … was really a special forces soldier … then … the several major serial murders that had happened in Shanghai City previously …!!
Ye Muxia didn't want to combine the two … but the current situation … made her think about it! Was Chen He … really the terrifying murderer they had been looking for all this time?!
Ye Muxia looked abnormally sluggish at this moment … Her heart was in a mess … When the truth that was faintly emerging from her sleep became clearer and clearer … She didn't know how to face it!
Chen He seemed to sense that something was wrong with her. He took a deep puff of his cigarette and said slowly, "Don't think too much … Sometimes … you have to look at the essence …"
The look in Ye Muxia's eyes became even more complicated … What did he mean by that? Was he taking the initiative to admit … those things?!
Tonight … some people were destined to be in a mess … and some people were destined to lose sleep …!
…
Pudong Military General Hospital, Huhai City
This was the most central general hospital for the party and government of Shanghai City. Usually, only important party and government officials were qualified to receive treatment in this hospital.
In the hospital's VIP ward, Song Pengwei lay on the bed … His eyes were dull and deep as if he had experienced an unprecedented ordeal …
Several top nurses and doctors in the hospital stood by the bed, carefully treating the wounds on Song Pengwei's body …
Huang Xuyang and a group of his family's disciples were waiting respectfully at the door of the ward. Huang Xuyang held the Sun-Moon Longsword in his hand, his whole body emitting endless murderous intent!
After a long time, the nurses and doctors finally finished treating the wounds on Song Pengwei's body. His head was wrapped in thick bandages, his arms and neck were also wrapped in cotton gauze … There were many soft tissue injuries on his body … He looked extremely disheveled!
This was the heaviest and most painful injury Song Pengwei had ever suffered in his life!
Song Pengwei lay on the hospital bed. Her eyes were dull and empty as she stared at the ceiling above her.
Seeing that the doctors had finished treating the wounds … Huang Xuyang rushed into the VIP ward!
"Young Master Song … are you … okay?!" Huang Xuyang stood solemnly in front of the bed, his voice filled with extreme concern.
Song Pengwei was dazed for a long time, then he slowly shook his head … At this moment, after experiencing that terrifying scene … he suddenly regained his calmness.
"Young Master Song … don't worry! I'm going to kill that Erdong Chen right now! He definitely won't live past tonight!! " Huang Xuyang suddenly raised the Sun-Moon Longsword, his face suddenly turned cold, and his murderous intent instantly increased!!
Young Master Song was the Huang Family's distinguished guest! He was also the key force for the Huang Family to dominate the Eastern China region in the future! Today … Young Master Song was seriously injured … This … was simply against the heavens! Going against the Huang Family!! That Chen He … must be killed without a doubt!!
Song Pengwei's eyes were complicated, his eyes were bloodshot … Once again, he slowly shook his head.
"You, first … leave." Song Pengwei's voice was continuous and weak. At this moment, his entire person seemed to have become abnormally special.
Huang Xuyang hesitated for a few seconds … Finally, he solemnly bowed and nodded … Then, he slowly left the ward.
Song Pengwei's eyes were awe-inspiring, he sluggishly looked at the ceiling. After a long time, he suddenly slowly picked up his phone, and found the contact list … the number 'Song Kunjin' …
This was the number he had never been willing to contact … He wanted to use his own methods … to complete this great business plan … He wanted to use his own methods … to become the pride of the family! He was eager to prove himself … to prove that he … wasn't inferior to his ambitious brother! He wanted to become an ambitious person like his brother Song Kunjin!
But … Song Pengwei's complexion was deathly pale today! He thought that he could rely on his own intelligence to forcefully seize the Global Group, and complete this super business plan of the family for a hundred years … But … he was wrong! He had met an enemy that he never wanted to meet in his life! The appearance of this person had completely disrupted his entire plan!
Song Pengwei's fingers trembled lightly, and finally, he dialed that number …
…
Night, in the capital, Yan Jing.
The lights in an office of the Central Publicity Department were still lit.
The youngest person in charge of the department, Song Kunjin, who was not even thirty years old, was sitting at the desk in the office, handling the documents for the news review.
He wore a pair of glasses with a thick frame on his face, concealing a trace of arrogance and sharpness, making him appear scholarly and refined.
As the youngest person in charge, working overtime every day seemed to have become his norm … Often, he didn't even have time to eat dinner. This … was perhaps the reason why he was able to stand in this position …! Not only because his surname was Song, but also because … his name was Kunjin!
Suddenly, Song Kunjin's personal phone, which was placed on the desk, rang.
Song Kunjin was slightly taken aback, and he stopped what he was doing. It was already night time … Who in the family would call him so late at night?
Puzzled, he picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID: Younger brother, Song Pengwei.
A faint sense of foreboding flashed in Song Kunjin's eyes … My younger brother … has a strong ego … has always been independent, and almost never takes the initiative to call me … But today … he suddenly called me? And late at night? Could it be … that something happened?
Song Kunjin slowly picked up the phone, and inexplicably asked, "Pengwei, it's so late, why are you calling me … What's the matter?"
On the other end of the phone, there was a long silence, and then his younger brother, Song Pengwei, said in a hoarse voice, "Brother … help me."
Song Pengwei only spat out these three words … but it seemed to carry an unprecedented continuous murderous intent!!
At this moment, Song Kunjin was stunned! My younger brother … actually … actually begged me?!!
"What happened?" Song Kunjin asked solemnly. Something must have happened for my younger brother to personally call me to beg me …!
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