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So he could only try to control Yoshida Saki through the 'area network' link of his own will when he was close, but he didn't expect it to succeed.

It's just that this kind of two-way control of the body is really not good. No wonder the system warned him that for someone like him who always likes to think too much, using too much mental slave machine may be brain-dead.

Mu Feng withdrew part of the spirit that had pierced into Yoshida Saki's will, and the latter's expression instantly became frightened and took a few steps back.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in seizing a body like you."

While wearing a full set of Dawn Qing's equipment, Mu Feng said plainly.

There are a lot of troubles here. The tram is almost completely out of control. If he stays and learns how to operate it slowly, there may be a little chance to stop the tram.

But he still decided to run away. It was too much trouble to stay. A tram exploded on the way, and two bodies were found in the car. The most important thing is that the 'Executive Bureau' in the mouths of these two guys may have been coming. on the way.

If you don't get out of the way, the trouble will be big, but fortunately, these guys used the ability of that fantasy to control the neighborhood. When they got on this 'illegal tram', they didn't buy a ticket at all. The police wanted to follow the clues. The odds of getting there are pretty low.

It doesn't matter if he is caught telling the truth. As far as the low efficiency of the Japanese police is concerned, he probably has long gone to the world of One Piece.

The out-of-control trolley was still frantically moving towards the track, Mu Feng twisted his body, it would take three days for the lost Moon Picking Black Net to regenerate, but he still had a shot in his right hand.

The speed of this tram is estimated to have reached the upper limit of 140KM per hour. At this speed, the reference for the end of jumping directly from the train is Brother Proshette, so it needs some operation.

"Come and hold me, or you want to be buried with this tram."

Mu Feng stretched out his hand towards Yoshida Saki and said lightly.

Yoshida Saki looked down at the headless corpse, and at the scene of the devastated tram passing by, her white throat wriggled with difficulty, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly.

"You, you will protect me."

"Maybe, I can't give any definite guarantee." Mu Feng grabbed Yoshida Saki, hugged her waist tightly, and jumped up

What blew past his ears was a strong wind like a knife, and the scenery in front of him was rapidly reversing, as if he were flying under the action of inertia.

Just after landing, he may have to bear the impact and friction of 140KM per hour action.

"Moon Picking【FarCaress】"

The dark and sticky giant web grabbed the telephone poles on both sides of the road, and ripped the black giant web inertialy, just like Spider-Man galloping in a high-rise building and shooting spider silk to his destination.

Mu Feng grabbed the Moon Picking Black Net and slowly landed without risk. He let go of Yoshida Saki in his arms. The latter's cheeks were red, and he didn't know if it was because of shyness or because of this exciting behavior.

"It doesn't matter if the tram is left like this..."

Yoshida Saki slapped her hot cheeks and asked as she looked at the half-carriage train speeding away in the distance.

"There will be a railway manager who finds a problem. If you're worried, just make a phone call... Where is this place?"

Mu Feng disarmed Qing Ming's equipment, but his expression was filled with a twisted pain.

"Still in Chiyoda... We're near Hibiya."

Yoshida Saki hurriedly turned on the phone to locate and said, Mu Feng nodded lightly, his battle did not take long, and the outcome of life and death was basically decided in an instant.

He stumbled and almost fell to the ground, Yoshida Saki immediately helped him up, Mu Feng gasped, his face pale as paper

"Take me back to my house, trouble you." Mu Feng said in a difficult tone

Only then did Yoshida Saki realize that the scapulae on both sides of Mu Feng's back were oozing blood, and the white shirt with the inner lining was dyed red in almost no time.

"Lord Mufeng, you are here, I'll call 120 right away!"

At a loss, Yoshida Saki's first reaction was to turn on her phone, but Mu Feng grabbed her phone directly, gritted her teeth and said viciously

"I said, take me home, right away!!"

"Ah, yes!!"

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"Yaksha, I remember that this should be Tokyo... not Syria."

In the middle of the night, on the ruined track, a cold and pale man in black with thin-rimmed glasses squatted in front of a half-carriage that was severely damaged by the explosion, smacked his lips, and said to the majestic man in black beside him.

"I haven't seen such a mad and courageous guy in many years. Using such high-explosives to attack a train near Chiyoda Ward, Shoko Asahara is simply a conscience compared to this."

"It's not a bomb, crow, it's the destruction caused by the word spirit."

The black-clothed man named Yasha looked at the completely destroyed carriage, ran his fingers over the wall, and shrugged.

"It was a dust explosion, but it must have been paired with some powerful words, and the two together ripped off an entire carriage."

"Is it Jun Yan?" the man named Crow guessed

"Who knows, if the young master wants to tear a tram into shreds without dust."

"It was an organized and disciplined assassination."

From the other end of the tram, a glamorous woman wrapped in a black suit with a high ponytail whispered.

"Only the one that was killed in the entire train ran away. The one who was assassinated ran away, and all the surveillance cameras around the entire Chiyoda district were also destroyed. And more importantly, they dealt with the aftermath faster than us. ."

"What use is there in Tokyo, a big man deserves to be assassinated like this?" The crow held his chin, puzzled.

"If it's a few parents, they can't come to take the tram. If it's the assassination of the prime minister or the prime minister or the prime minister, they won't take the tram past ten o'clock in the middle of the night even if they are doing a show."

"Don't think too much, let someone come over and clean up." Crow sighed.

"The young master who is still running over there will solve it. Whether it is assassinated or extra, the young master will have an answer."

"In the middle of the night, I have to stop the half-runaway tram, and I have to deal with so many troubles. My fixed team's zero-style has not been played yet..."

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Dark room with all the curtains drawn, only the faintest and dim light.

Everything in the living room was emptied, only the sofa was placed in all the blind spots, and the TV was placed at an angle and offset from the sofa.

In the closed and dark room, there was an unpleasant medicinal smell.

Mixed with the smell of **** rust, the strange medicinal smell spread in the closed room, and it smelled extremely unpleasant.

Mu Feng was lying on the sofa with his back to the sky, a gauze covered with ointment was applied to his back, and the unpleasant medicinal smell mixed with blood came from there.

Yoshida Saki's face was blank, and he walked over step by step like a puppet. He gently lifted the gauze, revealing the scary scars with deep bones.

The terrifying wound presents a terrifying jagged wound. Inside the messy wound, there are internal scars cut by barbs.

To put it in an anachronistic way, it's like sliced ​​sashimi.

Yoshida Saki sat down mutely, took out a sharp scalpel and stretched out to the wound, slowly treating the wound as if he were executing a punishment.

The necrotic dead flesh was cut off, ointment was applied, and the pus was squeezed out. The movements were gentle and slow, but such behavior was undoubtedly tortured on the body of a traumatized patient.

It took nearly half an hour to treat the wound. The cut dead flesh was piled up in the glass container, and the blood flowing out lay down on the back and seeped out of the back.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Feng, who was lying on the sofa, remained silent.

After applying the ointment, Yoshida Saki picked up the needle and thread awkwardly and slowly, and stabbed his fingers several times, but he still didn't care, and sutured the two wounds with a movement that was like torture.

Until the last stitches were completed, the two ugly suture wounds on the back were like a pair of closed eyes.

Only then did Mu Feng slowly open his eyes and let out a light breath.

It's really not easy to treat your own wounds yourself, and most importantly, you have to control other people's bodies to do it.

The most troublesome injury on his body is not a suspected concussion, nor is it a trivial matter of internal organ displacement. The most troublesome thing is the wound caused by the two thousand wedges behind him.

The thousand human wedge implanted in the body gave him superhuman power, but this power cannot be stored in the body for a long time.

What Mu Feng exchanged was Qing Ming's suit, not the immovable one. Not everyone would be safe after nailing this kind of relic into their body.

Excessive strength without strong bones and physical support can easily become a deadly burden to drag yourself down, and that's exactly what the Thousand Human Wedge is, giving you powerful strength and the illusion of being omnipotent, until you are wanton. When the power was exerted, the body could not bear it and completely collapsed.

With just two thousand wedges, Mu Feng could feel that his body was severely overloaded after the battle, and his bones and muscles were screaming, so he had to pull out the two thousand wedges.

Even if it was removed, the Qianren Wedge's shape like a torture tool still caused irreparable wounds to his shoulder blades, and the worst thing was that Mu Feng couldn't go to the hospital yet.

He would never step out of this room until he was absolutely safe.

In a little more than three days, I will be able to go to One Piece World by myself. It is not safe there, but it is better than the current situation.

He exhaled softly and snapped his fingers slowly.

Yoshida Saki, who had escaped the mental invasion, regained clarity in his eyes, and then shrank directly in the corner of the sofa and shivered.

"Let me go home, my mother will be in a hurry if I don't go back!" Yoshida Saki said with a crying voice

"No, at least not for the next three days." Mu Feng said in a weak voice

"You are involved in this matter. Even if you don't tell me, you are in danger. I don't want to be implicated by you, Yoshida-san, you'd better listen to me."

"Why, why don't you control my brain?"

Yoshida Saki looked at Mu Feng with tears in her eyes, but there was a strange excitement in this guy's eyes that she didn't even notice.

"I'll take care of your wounds, and I'll listen to you. Please stop controlling me."

"I trust your loyalty, but I don't trust your brain."

Mu Feng said in a weak voice that was quite exaggerated.

"You won't suture the wound, and you won't give me medicine. To put it in a nasty way, let you go out and buy medicine for me. You don't know what to buy me back except for alcohol."

"It's too much to say..." Yoshida Saki said pitifully with her small mouth deflated and her watery eyes blinking pitifully.

"Anyway, stay here for the past three days. If you run out randomly, even if you die at the door, I won't go out to save you."

After leaving the last sentence, Mu Feng slowly closed his eyes.

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Chapter 35 34. In the end, and go to the new world

"The corpse of 'Long Ma' has been recovered and burned, but the trouble is that the corpse of 'Wang general' fell into Yuan Zhisheng's hands."

Inside the attic of the Bliss Hall, the beautiful man wearing a blood-red wide-sleeved kimono, who was as coquettish as a stunning beauty, said softly.

"Why are you so careless, that's my only shadow warrior."

Opposite the beautiful man is a man wearing a black funeral kimono and a red ghost mask, who is exactly the same as the general who died under Mu Feng's hands.

He said in a helpless and heartache tone, how much resources and energy it took him to cultivate such a shadow warrior, a shadow warrior who was powerful enough to fight against S-rank hybrids, just died so inexplicably.

"The only one? Hehe, do you believe it when you say this?"

The beautiful man sneered and looked at the 'king general' in front of him with contempt, his neck as white as a swan lifted slightly, and his actions were full of disdain for the person in front of him.

"Since you cooperated with that production house, don't you have as many of these mass-produced things as you want?"

"Having said that, but after mixing dragon blood, it is also very rare to have a rare product that is completely immune to sunlight and possesses the power of a hybrid."

"This is the end of the matter, I can't blame you for anything." The 'Wang Jiang' sighed and said in a low voice

"Leave the matter of the Shadow Warrior's body to me, but we have to send a few 'ghosts' to die. The most important thing is that our plan must not be exposed."

"The Bliss Hall will be closed tomorrow." The handsome man closed his eyes slightly and said indifferently.

"Until things calm down temporarily, the Bliss Pavilion will not appear in Japan. But the 'ghosts' under my hands can't wait too long. The potions made by Takashi Koyama can't control them at all."

"When it comes to losing control, you have no right to speak of others."

Wang Jiang laughed maliciously, the beautiful man slowly opened his eyes, the cold light in his eyes seemed to freeze the whole room

"Okay, I won't say anything." Wang Jiang waved his hands again and again and sighed.

"But compared to what happened here, what is the situation of the Chinese? Can he defeat and kill two shadow warriors, is he Angers' secret weapon?"

"He won't be from Kassel." The handsome old man said

"I have seen him through the eyes of your shadow warrior. He is by no means a commissioner trained by Kassel, and if he is from Kassel, the gate of the Bliss Hall would have been blocked by you long ago. Right."

General Wang didn't say anything. He was right. The worst situation is this. Although not knowing the identity of the other party is not a good thing to be happy, at least it will not be picked up by the pot.

"Mysterious alchemy weapon, unseen Word Spirit, I'm getting more and more curious about your identity..."

The handsome man lowered his head and smiled happily and playfully

"Anyway, he is mine, so don't touch him. Just help me hold Yuan Zhisheng, he is the first person to contact him."

Wang Jiang nodded, the folding fan in his hand fell gently, the moment the fan bone hit the tatami, the wind blew open the window, and the next moment, he disappeared into the room.

"How are things these days?"