The Cultivation Genius In City

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Gong benchuan sneered, "if your arm is broken, it can grow again. What do you think of me? Gecko?"

"Wipe, why don't you believe it?" Chu fan was anxious. "In this way, you call someone out and cut off one of his fingers. Do you think I can make his fingers grow out?"

Seeing Chu fan speak confidently, Miyamoto kawawa is also a little confused about whether what he said is true or false. However, the proposal was not a small temptation to him. If he can become a healthy person again, he can drink, pick up girls, gamble, drag racing and so on. He can enjoy all the things that young people like again.

He is still young, rich and powerful. If he hadn't become an incurable disability, who would be willing to die?

"I'll come!"

A bodyguard finally found a chance to flatter. He stood up with his head held high, but Miyamoto Chuan kicked him back.

"Cao NIMA, where are you? Get out!" Gong benchuan scolded, turned to Chu fan and said with a smile, "if you really have this ability, you'll cut off your own fingers and grow up for me to see."

Hum, play with me? You're still young.

Unexpectedly, Chu Fan said without hesitation, "OK, I'll do it. Who let us do it too hard last time? It's deserved. In this way, borrow a knife."

"Give him a knife."

Miyamoto Chuan raised his jaw. The bodyguard who was kicked to the ground immediately got up from the ground, took out a dagger and threw it. Then, he guarded Miyamoto Kawa with vigilance, but was pulled aside by Miyamoto Kawa.

Loser, you're blocking my sight.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chu fan picked up the dagger and cut down the little finger of his left hand.

"Ah!"

In the cabin, a woman's exclamation came out. Chu Fanzhen cut off the little finger of his left hand, splashed blood, and the broken finger fell to the ground. He even moved a few times.

His fingers connected to his heart. It was a lie to say that he didn't hurt. Chu fan's face was white, and a layer of fine sweat soaked from his forehead, but he was stunned to bite his teeth and didn't say a word. Bend over to pick up the broken finger and throw it to Gong benchuan. He reluctantly smiled and said, "see clearly, I really cut off my finger."

"It's true, young master." the bodyguard bent down and picked up the broken finger and handed it to Gong benchuan.

"Cao NIMA, don't I have eyes? Go away!" Gong benchuan scolded and looked at Chu fan. "Let's start. I want to see how you make your fingers grow."

"Can you let me see Akiko first?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You don't have the right to talk about terms now."

"Alas, the tiger falls and the sun rises!"

The more Chufan is low spirited, the better Miyamoto is. He feels more excited and comfortable than a woman. Nima, you have today, too? Where's the original prestige? - do it again? Grass!

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chu fan sat cross legged on the deck, covered his broken finger with his right hand and closed his eyes.

He was not afraid, but let Chiba Qingzi hiding in the cabin pinch a cold sweat for him. There were more than a dozen guns pointing at him. As long as Miyamoto waved his hand, he could instantly beat Chu fan into a sieve.

Chiba Qingzi's heart is also very contradictory. She hates Chu fan and wants to cut him thousands of times. But when he learned that he was in danger, he really came alone and cut off his little finger without hesitation.

Ask yourself, what Chu fan has done, I'm afraid even his brother can't do it? But why did he do that? Atonement? Or did he... Really like me?

Chiba Qingzi was confused. On the one hand, he was moved by Chu fan's solo venture into the Longtan. On the other hand, he had a quick - feeling of revenge. But her eyes could not help falling on the truncated finger on the deck, stunned.

"Young master, good chance." the bodyguard couldn't help coming forward and secretly pointed to Chu fan on the ground. As a result, Miyamoto Chuan kicked him again.

"Cao NIMA, do you want me to be disabled all my life? Get out and disappear in front of me immediately." as soon as Gong benchuan's voice fell, the flattering bodyguard turned around and ran away without daring to look back.

Compared with killing Chu fan, Gong benchuan hopes his arm can grow again. Especially, I'm still young. If I have sound limbs, who wants to die? Therefore, Chu fan is safer than usual.

About ten minutes later, Chu fan slowly opened his eyes, relieved and stood up from the ground. Suddenly, the bodyguards around raised their vigilance and raised the muzzle of the gun.

This is the famous murderer. If you are not careful, everyone on board will die.

Chu fan raised his hand with a smile. There was still shocking blood on his left hand. The severed fingers actually grew out, intact, but the skin color was slightly pink and tender, which was obviously new.

This time, Gong benchuan was shocked. Subconsciously, he stood up from his chair, stared at Chu fan's hand in amazement. This is definitely new, because the broken finger is still thrown at his feet. Moreover, everything was going on in front of him. It was absolutely true.

Chu fan moved his finger and said with a smile, "what? Do you believe it this time? In fact, there is no big hatred between us. The enemy should be solved rather than tied up. I'll break your arm and give you a new arm. How about writing off our gratitude and resentment?"

"OK!" Miyamoto said excitedly, "as long as you can regenerate my broken arm, you and I will be brothers in the future."

"Great." Chu fan was even more excited. "Brother, look... Did you release Qingzi first? And these guns, can you also withdraw?"

Gong benchuan said with a smile, "brother, you should also understand my difficulties. Don't worry, I'll do what I say. As long as my arms grow out, I promise to release Qingzi."

It's strange to believe you.

"Arrange a room. It takes at least 12 hours for your broken arm to be reborn. During this period, you can't be disturbed by anyone. Once interrupted, it's difficult to reborn."

"Come with me."

If he had a choice, Miyamoto Chuan really didn't want to hear Chu fan's arrangement, but it was related to his lifelong happiness. He didn't want any accident. Thinking, as long as sunny son is in hand, what tricks can he play? Man, I'm not even afraid of death. What's the big deal?

Thinking like this, Miyamoto Chuan took the lead in taking people into the cabin. After a few minutes, a bodyguard came out and invited Chu fan in. In a guest room, Chu fan sees Miyamoto Chuan. The remote control in his hand is gone.

"There are 68 people on this ship, and the remote control is on one of them." Miyamoto lay down in bed and said with a smile, "but don't worry, as long as I'm good, I promise no one will die."

Chu fan was a little depressed: "well, when are you going to release Qingzi?"

"Twelve hours later, when my arms grow out, I'll let you go." Miyamoto glanced at Chu fan and said with a smile, "I advise you not to play tricks. All 68 people on my ship have trackers. Once someone stays in one position and the person in control of the remote control will start a bomb and blow up the whole ship."

Chu fan smiled bitterly, "you're really cruel, aren't you?"

"You are the king of murder. I have to guard against it." Gong benchuan lay down comfortably and urged, "start quickly. I can't wait."

Chu fan passed by and suddenly grabbed his neck with one hand. Miyamoto Chuan was frightened and wanted to shout, but his voice was stuck by Chu fan's hand. Don't make a sound. He couldn't even breathe.

At this moment, a scarlet light burst out in Chu fan's eyes. Gong benchuan, who was still struggling desperately, was honest and looked at Chu fan motionless.

"How many people are there on board?" Chu fan asked in a deep voice.

Miyamoto Chuan honestly replied, "sixty-nine."

"How many bombs are there?"

"Just one on Qingzi."

"Who has the remote control?"

"Pan Xue!"

"Where is Pan Xue?"

"The bottom of the cabin..."

Asked what he wanted to know, Chu fan directly stunned Miyamoto Chuan, got up, opened his perspective eyes and looked out of the cabin. In the corridor, at least a dozen bodyguards are patrolling back and forth. Although they are not fast, they are moving all the time.

On each of their shoulders, there is a walkie talkie, and the antenna of the walkie talkie flashes a red light from time to time. Needless to say, this is the signal source of the tracker.

The door couldn't get out. Chu fan frowned and thought, squatted down and looked at the floor. Below is the warehouse, which is empty. Chu fan immediately came to the spirit, took out the dragon soul broken sword, cut tofu, and easily inserted the sword into the refined steel floor.

After brushing a few times, he cut a circular hole with a diameter of about 80 cm. Chu fan then jumped down from the hole. At the door of the warehouse, Chu fan opened his perspective eye again and looked out. There were still many people in the corridor on this floor. Even the waitress took a walkie talkie.

I can't help it. I have to walk on the floor.

Chu fan looked down for a circle and finally found a suitable position. He cut the floor and jumped to the next floor again. A burst of excited cry came and startled Chu fan.

What's the matter? My heart is big enough. When is it? Do you still want to talk about this?

Chu fan followed the sound to find the past. In the corner of the lowest cabin, a man and a woman were making the most primitive movements. Chu fan had to admire the man's physical strength and walked around the ship with a woman in his arms.

Shit, is that okay? Well, good. Try it when you have a chance.

Chu fan didn't disturb the wild mandarin ducks. He searched around, but he couldn't find pan Xue. According to the information provided by Miyamoto, pan Xue should be on this floor. Where can she go?

"Great, use force!" the woman's charming voice came into Chu fan's ears. Chu fan immediately widened his eyes and hurried to see it. This time, he finally saw the woman's face. Who is Pan Xue?