Number 16 was already having trouble changing directions due to the strong attractive force. Now that the "Formation" was on him, he froze in midair and could no longer avoid the brilliant "meteor" with a tail of light. All he could do was drive every cell in his body to produce a repulsive force that converged into an indistinct light shield.
With a whoosh, the "meteor" grew larger and larger. Its surface burned with flames due to the high-speed friction with the atmosphere, bursting into an even more dazzling light. Only when it was within reach and was about to touch Number 16's body did Number 16's pupils reflect the man and the sword.
Boom! The "meteor" swallowed the enemy in its brilliance. The flames rolled back and bloomed layer by layer like a blooming red lotus, beautiful but dangerous.
The sixth move of the Fighting Sect, "Flame Meteor"!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Rays of light scattered. Number 16 fell from the sky in a sorry state. His body was covered with sword marks and many bloody holes.
Before he could rise again, a sword light rushed over and slashed wildly.
"Seven Luminaries Star" Dou Ning!
Puff, puff, puff. The sound of a blunt knife cutting through flesh rang out continuously. The densely packed sounds made one's teeth ache. Number 16, who had not yet adjusted himself, was unable to block all of the attacks with his fists, kicks, and laser cannons. He was forcibly knocked back and almost split into several pieces.
Dou Ning's attacks had just eased when Number 16 felt the ground shake. Lou Cheng's powerful figure appeared in his eyes. His fists were full of fire and each move was heavy and terrifying.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Lou Cheng whipped his arm, hit him with short bursts, stabbed him with the great spear, and bombarded him with cannon punches. He completely suppressed Number 16 and lit his opponent like a torch.
Bam! Bam! After a series of moves, he bent his body and slid half a step forward to avoid Number 16's block. Then he straightened his back and punched upwards as if he was going to soar into the sky.
Bam!
He punched Number 16's chest and abdomen, shattering his remaining light shield and taking him to the sky.
Lou Cheng took advantage of Number 16's dizziness to reach out his left hand and grab him. Then he twisted his legs and wrapped his right arm to imprison all of Number 16's joints and freeze his body.
Straightening his back and exploding his Flame Force, Lou Cheng changed his direction and pressed his opponent down like a human-shaped meteorite.
Rumble!
The ground cracked and a crater was formed. Number Sixteen was lying in the middle, foaming at the mouth. His body twitched and twitched, but there was not a single piece of intact skin to be found. He also lacked the bones to support him to stand up.
The lean Ji Jianzhang approached. He watched as Lou Cheng stood up and pointed his long sword at Number 16's forehead. As long as he exerted his strength, the enemy would definitely be smashed into pieces and die without a complete corpse.
"It's him …" Taking a closer look, Ji Jianzhang said in surprise.
"Senior, do you know him?" Lou Cheng asked in surprise.
Ji Jianzhang frowned slightly and said in a deep voice,
"He's an American and has been roaming this area since thirty or forty years ago. He's famous for his flying ability. It's said that only he can hit people, and no one can hit him. But if you walk by the river often, how can you not wet your shoes? How many bombers had been shot down? I heard that he was seriously injured a few years ago and died. I didn't expect him to still be alive … Eh, he doesn't seem to recognize me … His eyes don't seem right … Did he lose his memory? "
"His state of being alive is a little strange." Dou Ning, with her hair in a high bun and graceful bun, sensed that something was wrong.
Lou Cheng quickly recounted the problems he discovered and the results of the interrogation. Starting from Number 16's nationality, he connected the dots and had a rough idea.
Ji Jianzhang and Dou Ning looked at each other and said in unison,
"Artificial weapons project?"
Ji Jianzhang frowned and said, "That's not right. I've never heard of them having a base in Tignes."
"It's a little different from the artificial weapons project I know." Dou Ning nodded in agreement.
Listening to the conversation between Ke Ke's grandpa and grandma and feeling their tacit understanding, Lou Cheng suddenly felt that he was unnecessary here.
He pondered for a few seconds and said, "Maybe it's a branch research, a new secret base."
"Yeah, no matter what, he's in their hands!" Dou Ning's tone turned stern as she looked at Ji Jianzhang. "Let's find out the exact location of that North Harbor Base."
Number 16 was at the Terror Grade. His willpower was firm, his mind was strong, and he seemed to have been brainwashed. Lou Cheng and the Ji family elders took turns to use their secret arts to "slap" him. It took them a good few minutes to break him down.
Once he broke down, Number 16, who had lost his past experience, could no longer develop the will of a Physical Invulnerability expert.
With the blond man as an example, Lou Cheng didn't dare to ask directly. Instead, he shared his concerns with Ji Jianzhang and Dou Ning.
"That's easy." Ji Jianzhang pointed his sword downwards and plunged it into Number 16's throat. However, it only went in a little and didn't damage the trachea or arteries.
Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt. As Yin and Yang circulated, a magnetic field enveloped the surroundings, interfering and distorting most of the signal sources in Number 16's body.
"Where's North Harbor Base?" asked Lou Cheng in English with a Connecticut accent.
Number 16's nerve signals seemed to be in disarray. After a moment of silence, he answered,
"Underneath the Hokko Machinery Corporation."
"Corporation … A joint research project between America and Japan …" Ji Jianzhang came to a realization.
Following that, Lou Cheng asked about the whole story.
North Harbor Base's secret research had achieved a breakthrough and was in urgent need of dangerous grade "materials" to verify the results. There weren't many such experts, but there weren't many of them. Within a short period of time, the base couldn't find any and their preparations were about to be scrapped. Therefore, the person in charge sent Number 4, 5, and 6 to fight in the underground boxing ring and challenge arena masters to see if they could lure out a lone dangerous grade expert.
Two days later, they encountered Lin Que. After the arena battle ended, Number 16 secretly knocked him out and took him away.
After he was sent back to the base, due to the lack of accurate information, they assumed that this dangerous grade young man didn't have a powerful background. Therefore, they happily put Lin Que on the experiment table.
Also, according to Number 16, there were still Number 17 and 18 in the base who were more "powerful" than him.
Ji Jianzhang retracted his sword with his right hand, extended his left palm, and grabbed Number 16 out of thin air. He sighed in self-reproach.
"We were all prejudiced by first impressions and thought that it was the revenge of the human trafficking organization. In the end, it was just a coincidence. No wonder we couldn't find any clues and let Que 'er suffer …"
As he sighed, he looked at Lou Cheng and nodded gently.
"It's all thanks to you."
"Let's go. I want to see what they're researching," said Dou Ning with a cold face, no longer as elegant as usual.
Lou Cheng didn't say much. He followed behind the old couple and left the factory ruins on the outskirts of the city. They arrived at Tignes North Harbor. This place was backed by a large river and was an important node for the transportation of many resources. Even in the middle of the night, lights and neon lights could be seen. It was a stark contrast to most of the areas that lacked electricity.
The corporation that Number 16 mentioned was located near the warehouse area. It was a small three-story building on the outside, but underground was a large experimental area.
Those who disguised themselves as security guards were all elite special forces soldiers who had seen blood. However, in front of three Physical Invulnerability experts, they couldn't resist at all. Before they could even react, they were crushed by Lou Cheng's simplified Army Formula. Snot and tears streamed down their faces as they didn't dare to make a sound.
Without wasting time dealing with this group of people, Ji Jianzhang found the entrance to the underground. Lifting Number 16, he opened the door with his iris.
As soon as the door opened a crack, Ji Jianzhang leaped into the room like a shooting star. Along the way, he swung his sword at one guard after another. Dou Ning held her sword and stood at the side, guarding against any accidents. Lou Cheng, who seemed redundant, was at the back. He bulged his muscles and destroyed part of the door's mechanism, making it unable to close again.
He was afraid that he would be trapped underground and get hit by a huge bomb in an enclosed space.
Thump!
Ji Jianzhang stopped at the end of the tunnel. The guard who was first hit by his sword had just fallen to the ground.
Dou Ning left one alive to destroy his mental state. She asked if there were any experiments tonight and where they would be held.
Currently, the focus of the North Harbor Base was on the matter Number 16 mentioned. Wherever there were experiments, Lin Que would be there.
Turning into the inner path of the base, the Ji family's two elders attacked together and separately. They didn't let a single obstacle delay their journey, nor did they give the other party a chance to trigger the alarm.
As the sword light moved further and further away, the figures gradually fell. Lou Cheng, who was following behind them, felt like he was watching a movie.
Along the way, Ji Jianzhang used Number 16 to complete all the doors that required identity verification. Three minutes later, they finally saw the main laboratory and the rigid Mighty Ones guarding outside.
They wore armbands with "8" and "10" written on them.
"You go in first!" While Ji Jianzhang was transmitting his voice to Lou Cheng, he threw Number 16 at the door to attract the attention of the guards.
Whoosh!
Sword light flashed. Two shooting stars whizzed out and slashed at Number 8 and 10, completely enveloping them.
Lou Cheng, who had been ready, pounced at the door, grabbed Number 16 in midair, and sent him to the verification area.
Beep, beep, beep! The heavy doors separated. Lowering his waist and tilting his shoulder, he rammed into the door, not giving the person inside a chance to react.
Bam!
A hole appeared in the metal door, and the alarm rang throughout the laboratory.
As soon as Lou Cheng entered, his Ice Heart immediately shone on his surroundings. He locked onto Lin Que, who was pinned to the metal bed. His face was contorted in pain, and his body was full of instruments. Parts of his body were exposed to the white bones and bloody flesh. Next to him was a man holding a cutting knife and wearing a lab uniform.
Anger rose in Lou Cheng's heart. He arched his back, lowered his hands, and shook his wrists to the sides.
A cluster of light purple flames flew close to the ground, silently igniting the devices and the bodies, causing them to scream in agony.
On the other side, a cold light moved forward, freezing several lab members from the soles of their feet to their heads, turning them into ice sculptures.
Bam!
Lou Cheng stirred up a strong gust of wind and used Ground Shrink to rush to Lin Que's side.
Only then did he secretly heave a sigh of relief.
The remaining lab members were scared out of their wits and hurriedly retreated. Ji Jianzhang and Dou Ning took care of Number 8 and 10 outside and entered one after another.
Suddenly, a mellow voice rang out.
"Looks like they've made a mistake and offended someone they shouldn't have."
Lou Cheng followed the voice and saw a woman with snow-white skin and shoulder-length black hair. She was sitting leisurely on a lab table, wearing a black casual jacket with decorative numbers on it.
“18！”
Noticing the intruder's gaze, the woman didn't show any signs of rigidity. She smiled in fluent Chinese and said,
"Luckily, he's still alive. Mistakes can still be made up for.
"Gentlemen, it's better to squash enmity than to keep it alive. Why don't we discuss how we should apologize and make amends?"
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