My skills have special effects.

Chapter 57 Change of Owners
"Poisoned?" Xie Lingyan frowned slightly, "Shi Mu, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation. Otherwise..."

As she spoke, she punched the wall next to her.

However, the expected scene of a giant crack in the wall did not occur.

There were only a few tiny cracks, as if mocking, Xie Lingyan's punch was weak and weak.

Xie Lingyan's face suddenly became serious: "What did you do to me!"

"It's not what I did to you, but this pancake, it's poisonous!"

Lin Yan felt the heat rising from his stomach, but his heart kept sinking: "The pancakes you eat are poisonous, all pancakes are poisonous! Everyone who ate pancakes was also poisoned!"

Xie Lingyan wanted to forcibly raise his strength, but found that his hands and feet were instantly sore, and his whole body was losing strength. He staggered forward a few steps, almost unable to stand.

Lin Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to support Xie Lingyan's arm: "You eat too many pancakes, the poison takes effect so quickly!"

Lin Yan's hot palm radiated heat and stimulated Xie Lingyan's wrist through his clothes. Xie Lingyan's eyebrows became even more ugly: "Let me go!"

But her body felt weak and weak. When she tried to break free, her strength became weak, and she leaned forward, almost falling into Lin Yan's arms.

Lin Yan dragged her wrist with one hand, grabbed her soft fragrant shoulder with the other, propped it in front of him, and shouted in a low voice: "Calm down, Miss Xie! Qinghong Martial Arts has been surrounded!"

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door.

"Shh!"

Lin Yan signaled Xie Lingyan to be quiet, and moved closer to the finger hole to observe.

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Outside the gate of Qinghong martial arts hall, a group of people gathered without knowing it.

Some of these people were dressed as hawkers, some as foot traders, and some as tea drinkers. At this moment, they all gathered in front of the Qinghong Martial Arts Hall in silence. They pulled off their camouflage clothes to reveal the shining cowhide armor underneath. There were about twenty people. .

A small half of them had a resolute and indifferent expression, firm and resolute eyes, and a menacing aura.

More than half of the rest were beaming with joy, with both apprehension and excitement in their eyes, obviously very excited, but forcibly suppressed.

At this time, there was a slight commotion behind him, the crowd parted on both sides, and two people walked out from behind.

Or not two people, but one normal person plus another deformed freak.

The person on the left is tall and thin, with a moustache and a chest armor. He walks like a dragon and a tiger, with an extremely iron-blooded aura.

The one on the right is in human form, but no one who sees him will regard him as a normal person.

His stature is extremely tall, and the person next to him is already outstanding, but this freak is more than a head taller than the person next to him.

The body is extremely thick, like a wide vertical door panel, and there is a bronze-colored, rusty big iron hook on the back.

The two hands—let's call them hands—can hang down below the knees just by placing them casually, and the exposed muscles are clumps, like two giant earthworms, which are as thick and as long as the feet underneath.

But unfortunately, the head is the size of a normal person.

This made his figure look like a huge stone tablet, with four round iron pillars installed, and then a small human head was placed on it, extremely distorted.

"I have met Commander Shen." The crowd said respectfully.

The man in armor with two mustaches on the left nodded, and reached out to pat the strange man beside him: "Go, break the door down."

The weirdo smiled innocently, stepped forward slowly, swung his arm like a big tree trunk, and punched the door of Qinghong Martial Arts directly out.

"Enter!"

Commander Shen shouted, took the lead, and filed in with the weirdo and twenty leather armored soldiers behind him.

"who!"

"How dare you smash the gate of my Qinghong Martial Arts Hall!"

"Hiss! What the hell!"

"Monster!"

Commander Shen stepped into the courtyard at a fast pace, took a deep breath, and yelled, "Quiet the fuck!"

The sound was like thunder, shocking everyone in the courtyard.

Zhou Meng stood up and pointed, his expression resentful: "Who are you!"

Commander Shen's eyes sharpened sharply: "You don't understand the quietness of shit, do you! Babe!"

Hearing this, the weirdo gave a naive smile, raised his fist immediately, rushed forward, tore through the air, and slammed down on Zhou fiercely.

Zhou Meng's expression changed suddenly. He was not an official student of Qinghong Martial Arts School, but a non-staff with low strength. Seeing his fists magnified in front of his eyes, his whole body was sweating profusely, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

"Bastard!"

There was a shout behind him, and a person stepped out to stop him, raised a punch, and hit the strange man's fist directly.

"Senior Brother Song!"

"Senior Brother Song, kill him!"

This person is obviously very famous in the museum, and someone exclaimed excitedly.

However, as soon as the two fists, one big and one small, came into contact, the expression of the senior brother surnamed Song suddenly changed. The fist didn't last even a second, like an ant that was pushed away by someone, and was crushed by the huge fist. The punch flew three or four feet away, hit the wall, and slid down.

Then the strange man let out a sinister grin, and again slapped Zhou Meng like a cattail fan, blowing Zhou Meng away.

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

"impossible!"

"Senior Brother Song is Gangjing! How could he be blown away by a punch!"

"Brother Song, are you okay? Are you okay!"

Senior Brother Song was half leaning against the wall, vomited a mouthful of blood, his arms were drooping by his sides, his muscles and bones were broken.

His face was full of shock and anger. He should have been able to receive the punch just now, but he was so seriously injured by the punch!
He tried his best to bring up his strength, but found that his whole body was sore and limp, and his strength was rapidly losing.

He finally understood and yelled, "Toxic! Poisonous! I'm poisoned!"

This shout made everyone present tremble.

The one who reacted quickly, immediately increased his strength, and then found out in horror: "I am also poisoned!"

"Me too!"

"Fuck! It's pancakes! It's the extra food that's poisonous!"

"What kind of poison is this! Even Gangjing can be poisoned!"

"I, I'm not from Qinghong Martial Arts! If you want to seek revenge, don't come looking for me!"

Commander Shen became impatient: "Old Ba, let's kill a few first!"

The giant weirdo smiled innocently, stretched out his hand and pulled down the big iron hook on his back, swung it with one hand, and the iron hook turned into a huge hidden weapon, tore through the air and flew out, directly hitting the person who yelled the loudest.

He was poisoned and couldn't use Qi and blood at all.

With a symbolic block with both hands, the iron hook smashed into the head, and the brain was immediately splashed. The red and white things splashed like exploding fireworks, sprinkled all over the surrounding people, and fell to the ground dead.

"Damn!!"

"This is the Qinghong Martial Arts Hall, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous!"

"Stop! Stop!"

There were shouts, and the weirdo licked his lips, revealing a touch of bloodthirsty greed.

Withdrawing the iron hook and throwing it according to the law, no one can stop it, killing and injuring four or five people in a row, until the whole courtyard was smashed into silence, and only then under the restraint of Commander Shen, did it stop without hesitation.

"Now, I say, you listen."

Commander Shen folded his hands on his chest, lightly tapped the arm armor with his fingers, and paced left and right, the armor rubbed against each other, making the sound of fine iron clashing.

He reached into his arms, took out a blood-red porcelain bottle, and displayed it in his hand.

"Listen clearly, this is a bottle of Juexin Pill, which is made from ten kinds of highly poisonous caterpillar fungus. After eating it, if you don't take the antidote within a month, you will die of intestinal rot.

"You're lucky, Juexin Pill can't be mixed with food, so I asked you to wait until now to eat.

"Now, one per person.

"If you eat it, you can live, if you obey orders obediently, you will have the antidote.

"If you don't eat, you don't have to go out here today.

"Have you heard clearly!"

The faces of everyone changed drastically.

"You seek revenge from Qinghong Martial Arts, but we are not from Qinghong Martial Arts!"

"That's right, let us go, we promise not to interfere!"

"We are not from Qinghong Martial Arts!"

Another disciple of Qinghong Martial Arts stood up again: "Who the hell are you! How dare you insult my Qinghong Martial Arts like this!"

"Aren't you afraid of the wrath of my Qinghong martial arts master!"

After Commander Shen listened, he sneered again and again, and the beard at the corner of his mouth swayed up and down.

"Martial arts master? Haha, they are going to have trouble protecting themselves, so they come to take care of you?

"As for me, I didn't come here to seek revenge, I just followed orders.

"If you are convenient, please give me convenience.

"If it's not convenient, I can only reluctantly cut off your heads.

"By the way, don't feel bad luck.

"This Juexin Pill is not only for you, but for the entire Ding'an City, all warriors must eat it!
"From today, Ding'an City has changed hands!"

(End of this chapter)