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Chapter 536 Transformation
The iron ball flew towards number seven with a bang.

How does it feel when a big iron ball weighing several tons flies towards you in the air?
Ordinary people definitely can't experience it, and even if they experience it, they definitely can't tell it, because he will definitely die soon.

boom!
The big iron ball hit the ground, and No. [-]'s figure had disappeared without a trace.

Baixuke's eyes froze, and without thinking, he turned his head and kicked No. [-]'s fist.

With this strength, Baixuke retreated five or six meters in a row before standing still.

He narrowed his eyes and said in surprise: "What a fast speed, who are you?"

Number Seven remained silent, just blindly stepped forward to attack.

Baixuke pulled hard, and the iron ball that fell into the ground was pulled to his side.

Surrounding the iron ball, Whitebeard nimbly dodged No. [-]'s attack while keeping his mouth shut.

"You are definitely not an unknown person. Why do you refuse to say your name? Is there some taboo?"

"How can an expert like you be willing to be someone's bodyguard? Do you have any conspiracy?"

"Hey, are you fucking dumb? Can you squeak?"

No matter what the white-bearded guest said, questioning or insulting, No. [-] didn't seem to hear it.

Finally, the white-bearded guest became angry and said, "You don't speak, do you think I'm not your opponent?"

After the words fell, his body began to swell.

Three or four seconds later, Baixuke had swelled from a normal human body less than 1.7 meters tall to a little giant over two meters tall.

Moreover, his skin was blue and black, with bulging tendons, and he looked like a Yaksha, a demon who came out of hell, and he looked very frightening.

For the first time, No. [-]'s complexion changed.

He stepped back, stood in front of a pillar, and carefully looked at the white-bearded guest who had changed greatly at this time.

At the same time, his glasses flickered with fluorescent light.

This is taking pictures and videos, and storing them in the database of the black warrior.

Baixuke thought No. [-] was afraid, so he smiled ferociously, threw down the iron ball and shouted, "I'm going to tear you apart!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked his feet, stepped out the cracks in the concrete floor, and rushed directly to No. [-].

No. [-] never flinches or retreats, and fights with the white-bearded guest.

In this form, the white-bearded guest has become very irritable, and his attacks are all desperate, without any defense.

In order to collect more information, No. [-] did not go all out, but fought back and forth with the white-bearded guest.

After playing for more than a minute, No. [-] didn't feel tired at all.

But at this time, Baixuke was secretly startled.

His move is similar to transformation, but it is used to explode.

In this form, his strength and speed are two or three times that of his normal size.

A single punch has a force of several tons.

That's why he abandoned the iron ball and used his fists to attack.

In the past, as long as he used this trick, he could quickly resolve the battle.

But now more than a minute has passed, and there is no effect at all. No. [-] does not appear to be exhausted at all, let alone injured.

As for Baixuke himself, he couldn't bear it any longer.

After all, this kind of explosive trick consumes a lot of energy on the body.

Baixuke can only support up to 3 minutes.

Now half of the time is almost over, if the battle cannot be resolved within the remaining minute and a half, Whitebeard will fall into a weak state.

Thinking of this, Whitebeard yelled again, his body seemed to swell a little, and he started attacking harder.

The data collection is complete!

On the mirror of No. [-] glasses, a reminder that only he could see flashed past.

He stopped abruptly, and caught the fist that was hit at him by the white-bearded guest.

"Stop running?!" Baixuke was overjoyed, and with No. [-]'s strength, he slammed a head hammer into No. [-]'s head fiercely.

No. [-] grabbed his hand and threw it over his shoulder, slamming the white-bearded guest to the ground.

Then he jumped on his body and slammed his iron fist mercilessly at Baixiu Ke's head.

Bang bang bang!
The rapid beating sound was like drumming.

But this is the sound of No. [-] beating the white-bearded guest on the head.

Ordinary people were beaten so violently by No. [-], they would have died in the first place.

But Whitebeard's head is really hard.

No. [-] punched dozens of times, but the skin of Baixuke's head wasn't even broken.

Of course, he wasn't unscathed.

Although he was not injured on the outside, Baixuke had already passed out. Obviously, his brain was hit internally.

After beating the white-bearded guest unconscious, No. [-] thought for a while, grabbed him firmly, and turned to leave the underground parking lot.

After a while, Number Seven returned to the courtyard and met Ye Chen.

"Hey, why did you come back?" Ye Chen looked at the time, "You didn't drive out at all, what's the matter?"

No. [-] lowered his head and reported: "Report to the master, I have encountered an enemy."

Then, he recounted exactly what had just happened.

After listening, Ye Chen's face became serious, and he asked, "Where are the captives?"

"It's just outside the courtyard. I won't be able to wake up in a short time. I'm waiting for you."

"Good job!" Ye Chen praised, took out his treasure bag, took out a thick twisted wire rope and handed it to No. [-], "Go and tie him up."

"Yes."

No. [-] took the rope and went outside, tied up the white-bearded guest who was still in a coma, and then slipped back into the courtyard.

At this time, the white-bearded guest had returned to his normal body shape.

Ye Chen walked into the yard and looked around the white-bearded guest.

"He looks like an ordinary old man, just healthier than ordinary people." After a while, Ye Chen said.

Number Seven immediately said: "I took photos and videos with my glasses."

"Oh, let me see."

Number Seven immediately operated the glasses and connected them to the phone wirelessly.

Soon, Ye Chen saw the photos and videos just now on his phone.

"Yin Huan, come out!" Ye Chen shouted.

A dog's head poked out from the window: "Why are you calling me, I'm watching TV!"

"See you later, come out and look at this first."

Hearing this, Yin Huan jumped out of the window and ran to Ye Chen's side: "What are you looking at? Hey, why is there an old man here, you specially caught him to give me extra food?"

"You want to fart." Ye Chen knocked on the dog's head and handed the phone to Yin Huan, "Look at this, what the hell is this old man, Hulk?"

Yin Huan only took one look, then shook his head and said, "It's not Hulk, if I'm not mistaken, this old man should be a self-cultivator."

"Physical training, is it the same physical training as the Bawangmen cultivator you told me?" Ye Chen asked.

Yin Huan nodded and said, "That's it."

"Our world still has physical training, I've never heard of it." Ye Chen was a little surprised.

"The road leads to the same goal by different routes. It is not surprising that there are physical cultivation in this world."

"Physical training is so good, I think he still has a trick to transform."

(End of this chapter)