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Wu Yu laughed: "Why don't you understand? Without me, do you think that you can break through to the fourth level just by fishing for three days and training for two days in the sun? These days, I have also been secretly cultivating. However, I alone am not enough. Only if you join hands with me will there be hope. "

Time waited for no one, Wu Dong clenched his teeth, and agreed to Wu Yu's request.

When Wu Dong and Wu Yu were fighting, Zhao Chuanxi saw him as just standing there motionlessly.

Zhao Chuanxi could no longer hold back, and said to Wu Dong: "You cover me!"

As he said that, he broke free from Wu Dong's arm and rushed upwards.

In the darkness, he was blinded by the green night vision. He was simply exposed to the guns of the mercenaries, charging up to be a live target.

But Wu Dong who was standing still did not wake up.

He had already entered a deeper level of his spiritual world.

Here, he saw the void of darkness, and above his head, a resplendent galaxy suddenly appeared.

The twinkling stars suddenly grew closer and closer, and the stars also grew larger and larger.

It was only until he clearly saw the true faces of the stars that Wu Dong realized that they were not stars at all, but rather huge words.

Wu Dong recognized it, it was the words written on the cultivation manual.

The words stopped a dozen meters above his head. Each of the letters was not the size of a human figure, and they began to change shape, forming a variety of sentences and paragraphs.

Wu Dong watched so much with his eyes that he could not remember so much for a moment.

A mirror slowly appeared in front of him. It was especially eye-catching in this dark space.

Wu Dong slowly walked over. He saw himself in the mirror, but it was not him.

The person in the mirror waved at Wu Dong: "Come, come!"

Wu Dong suddenly realised that it was Wu Yu.

He walked in slowly and reached out to touch the mirror, but instead of touching the cold, smooth surface, he reached into the mirror.

The mirror rippled like a pool of mercury.

Wu Dong didn't wake up from this strange situation. Suddenly, he felt that the hand he held in the mirror tightened and was grabbed by someone, pulling him in forcefully.

In a moment, Wu Dong's entire person was submerged into the mirror.

The mirror immediately became pitch black and could no longer reflect anything.

Wu Dong entered a world without light and without feeling.

Countless images and voices entered his mind. He saw many things he had never seen before.

That scene was like a movie replay, waking him up at once. It was Wu Yu's memory.

Then, Wu Dong suddenly woke up from the darkness. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Chuanxi.

He rushed up the stairs.

Wu Dong anxiously followed suit, and bullets rained down from above.

Seeing that the two were about to be hit into a sieve, Wu Dong waved his hand, and the bullets suddenly stopped in mid air.

The mercenaries with night vision goggles were all shocked by the scene in front of them. Dozens of bullets were floating in the air like a dozen bugs floating in the air.

Wu Dong had no time to be surprised at his sudden burst of power. Waving his hand instinctively, the mercenary who was upstairs felt that his body had lost control of itself and fell backwards.

In the darkness, Zhao Chuanxi could not see what was happening, but hearing that someone had fallen upstairs, he knew that the chance was here and quickly ran upstairs.

Wu Dong chased after him.

Wu Dong ran upstairs and saw a few mercenaries sprawled on the sides of the stairs. Their heads were on the side and they looked like they were dead.

Wu Dong lifted his own hand. He had no idea how Yun Che's casual wave of his hand could possess such power.

A mercenary that wasn't completely dead grabbed the gun in his hands and wanted to shoot at Wu Dong.

Wu Dong immediately regained his senses, as he once again stretched out his hand. With a slight lift of his hand, the mercenary's entire person floated in the air.

He clutched his neck with both hands, as if another invisible rope had wrapped itself around his neck.

Wu Dong watched this scene in a daze.

Could this be the power of the fourth layer?

On the third level, he could condense his aura, but he couldn't stop the bullets.

It could distort the trajectory of the bullet, but it could never stop the bullet.

He could move objects through the air, but he would never be able to hang a person.

He could easily defeat an ordinary person, but... He can't kill.

The mercenary was very stubborn. His face was flushed red as he suddenly let go and reached for the gun on his thigh.

Wu Dong felt someone blowing on his ear, "Either you kill him, or he kills you."

Wu Dong seemed to have fallen into a strange infatuation. His extended hand in the air suddenly clenched tightly, and the neck of the mercenary who was in the air tilted as his eyes turned white.

Wu Dong suddenly woke up, his hand felt as though it was scalded, and anxiously retracted.

The mercenary fell from the air and crashed to the ground like a puppet.

Wu Dong looked at his hands and muttered, "I killed someone! I killed someone! "

He was nervous and scared, and there was one more thing … Excited.

He was frozen in place, unable to rouse himself from his state of mind after the murder.

Suddenly, a gunshot broke Wu Dong's train of thoughts.

The moment Zhao Chuanxi went upstairs, it was as if he had gone mad, he searched through the various operation rooms. Finally, he arrived at an operation room, and before he could even open the door, he was shot out by a string of bullets.

Wu Dong quickly ran over and saw that the isolation door of the operation room was closed.

The thick and heavy stainless steel door blocked Zhao Chuanxi's last hope.

He pounded on the door, but there was no sound from inside.

Zhao Chuanxi kicked his shoulder, but was unable to move the isolation door at all.

Wu Dong pulled Zhao Chuanxi and pushed him to the side. He stared at the isolation door, as if he could see through it.

Wu Dong remained silent. With both hands on the crack in the door, he suddenly shouted out and slowly pulled the door open.

Then the bullets came rushing out through the crack in the door.

Wu Dong and Zhao Chuanxi hid to the side. With another wave of his hand, the seal mechanism for the isolation door had already been broken by Wu Dong. The isolation door was pushed open by Wu Dong's mental strength.

Wu Dong waved his hands again, the mercenaries inside felt the ground beneath their feet slashing, their bodies suddenly lost their balance, and they fell down heavily onto the ground.

This time, Wu Dong was trying to rein in his ability. The mercenaries were just unconscious, not seriously injured.

Wu Dong pushed open the isolation door and entered the operation room with Zhao Chuanxi.

The operating room here was a special place. Inside the isolation door was a isolation room that prepared medical equipment and was used to disinfect and remove bacteria.

Inside the isolation chamber, several doctors were performing surgery nervously under the light of the invisible lights.

They didn't seem to be affected by the outside world as they continued to do their own work.

Next to the operating table, a bright red and purplish organ was placed in a closed machine with thin blood vessels inserted into it.

That's the liver. The machine is slowly regaining the liver, making final preparations for the operation.

Zhao Chuanxi walked over and slapped the glass door hard, but the person inside did not seem to notice anything.

He turned and picked up the assault rifle from the ground. A series of bullets hit the glass door, and a series of white spots appeared on the glass.

These glass doors were actually thick bulletproof glass.

The people in the operation room finally came to their senses.

A man who was standing outside the operating table walked to the glass door and took off his mask.

Wu Dong recognized that it was Fu Zheng's secretary.

He looked at the fallen mercenaries with a strange expression.

He was shocked, but immediately followed by a wave of fanaticism.

He should have been nervous, he should have been scared, but he wasn't.