Horizontal push martial arts

Chapter 245 Change
After experiencing some ideological struggle, Sun Zhuoyue finally chose to meet Chang Yuan. He wanted to know what happened to his former brother.

Even if it was very likely to be a trap, he still had to go there.

Sun Zhuoyue walked all the way into the shopping mall building. As soon as he entered the mall, he keenly sensed more than a dozen eyes on him, and his heart shuddered.

However, he had already prepared himself for this when he came, so he didn't care about those sights, and walked quickly towards the stairwell of the shopping mall.

Going all the way up the stairs of the shopping mall, Sun Zhuoyue soon came to the roof of the shopping mall building, and a figure standing on the edge of the building broke into his sight.

The figure from the back is about the same height as an ordinary person, but his body is huge. It looks more than twice as wide as an ordinary person, and he looks very bloated.

The most eye-catching thing is that there is no exposed part of the man's body, both his head and his hands are wrapped in layers of bandages.

"Who are you?" Sun Zhuoyue frowned and stared at this weirdly dressed man, and asked coldly, "Where is Chang Yuan? Where is he?"

"What? I haven't seen you for less than two months, so you don't recognize me anymore?"

The strange man turned around slowly and looked over with a pair of dark red eyes, which were filled with endless hatred.

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if his throat had been scalded with boiling water, which made people feel an indescribable discomfort.

After hearing such a voice, Sun Zhuoyue's face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice: "Chang Yuan! It's you?!"

Although the other party's voice had changed a lot, he could still recognize that it was the voice of his former good brother Chang Yuan.

"Of course it's me." Chang Yuan said coldly.

Sun Zhuoyue's expression was complicated, he didn't know what to say for a while, and asked: "Why did your voice become like this, and what is your current appearance..."

"What do I look like now?" Chang Yuan sneered, "Are you curious, what does it look like under my bandages?"

Sun Zhuoyue opened his mouth, but did not speak.

He really wanted to know why Chang Yuan had to wrap so many bandages on himself and dress himself up in this weird look.

"During the past two months, I have always been ashamed to show my current appearance to other people. As long as I am seen by others, I would like to kill the person who saw it, or kill myself ..."

While Chang Yuan said those words at a slow speed, he slowly eased off the bandage wrapped around his head.

"But you are the only one who is different. I have been waiting, waiting for your appearance, to fully show my current appearance in front of you..."

As the bandages were untied round and round, Chang Yuan's face was finally exposed to the air.

After seeing Chang Yuan's current appearance, Sun Zhuoyue was shocked and completely froze there.

What a horrible face it was...

Dense pustules, almost the size of broad beans, covered Chang Yuan's face. The pustules were crowded together one by one. From time to time, a pustule would burst open, splashing out a large amount of bloody yellow pus. Then the area that exploded soon gave birth to new small pustules...

Probably because of the pustules, Chang Yuan's entire face became extremely swollen, as if stung by countless wasps, it suddenly swelled up a big circle, and the originally big eyes were swollen. Squeezed extremely small.

Not even a hair was left, and the scalp was overgrown with disgusting pustules.

"Is it particularly disgusting, so disgusting that it makes you sick to your stomach?"

Chang Yuan grinned, revealing an extremely ugly and terrifying smile.

"Don't feel embarrassed, this is a normal reaction. After all, even when I look in the mirror, I want to kill that monster in the mirror."

"Why..." Sun Zhuoyue looked at his friend's current appearance, his voice trembling slightly, "Why is this..."

"Why? Hahaha..."

Chang Yuan suddenly hugged his stomach and laughed, as if he had heard some particularly funny joke, laughing hideously, "You actually asked me why? Hahahaha! You actually asked me why?"

Sun Zhuoyue clenched his fists tightly, and there was no blood on his pale face.

Although Chang Yuan hasn't said anything yet, he has guessed the general truth of the matter from Chang Yuan's reaction at the moment.

"Isn't it all because of you that I look like a human being or a ghost now!?"

Chang Yuan stopped laughing suddenly, and stared at Sun Zhuoyue with dark red eyes, the resentful eyes almost turned into substance, piercing directly into Sun Zhuoyue's heart!

"my buddy!"

Chang Yuan said this sentence word by word.

When he said the last three words, he deliberately aggravated the tone of his mouth.

"sorry."

Sun Zhuoyue's whole body was trembling, and there were thousands of words brewing in his heart, but when he uttered them, only these three words remained.

"I'm sorry for a fart!" Chang Yuan yelled violently, all his anger burst out at this moment, "Can these simple three words help me relieve even the slightest bit of pain!!"

Amidst the roar, he punched heavily on the air-conditioning unit beside him!
boom!
Amidst the huge explosion, the rows of air-conditioning units were directly blown away by Chang Yuan's punch, turning into a pile of scrap metal and blasting into the distance!

Sun Zhuoyue was surprised by his amazing explosive power.

As for Chang Yuan, who punched this punch, all the bandages all over his body were broken by the sudden burst of force, revealing a horrible, bloated, disgusting body full of pustules inside.

The condition of Chang Yuan's body was the same as that of his face, densely packed pustules covered his whole body, and his abdomen swelled up as if filled with air, making him look like an oversized ugly toad.

The shock brought to Sun Zhuoyue was even stronger.

"Do you know how tortured these things really are?"

Chang Yuan slowly raised his hands, looked at his hands covered with pustules and said.

"As long as it hits midnight every day, these things will happen regularly. At that time, I felt like I was pressed into a hot oil pan and fried, which made it difficult for me to maintain even the most basic sanity."

"This situation will last for half an hour. After half an hour, the pain disappears and is replaced by itching. Every time I want to scratch the flesh on my body, even though it doesn't help at all."

"I've been living in hell every day since these things came out of me!"

Chang Yuan's five fingers were tightly squeezed together, his face was ferocious and terrifying.

"I have committed suicide more than once, but the irony is that while these things tormented me, they also brought me so much vitality that conventional suicide methods were useless to me, whether I jumped from a building, took poison, or It was electric shocks, and none of them committed suicide."

"After many suicide attempts, I finally figured it out..."

"I can't just die like this! I want to live! I want revenge!"

"I want to make all those who have wronged me pay the price! I want to pay back ten times and a hundred times the torture I have suffered in the past two months! I want to make them regret coming to this world!!!"

Chang Yuan's eyes were red and he roared.

Sun Zhuoyue didn't say a word, his eyes were full of pain and guilt, as well as the terrifying anger that almost turned into substance.

That was the anger towards Li Mourn.

"So don't say nonsense like sorry, even drinking your blood, eating your flesh, and crushing your bones inch by inch, can't eliminate my hatred for you!"

Chang Yuan stared at Sun Zhuoyue and said resentfully.

If Sun Zhuoyue hadn't sent him to that place, how could he have turned into such a ghost? !
So every time he experienced such torture, his hatred for Sun Zhuoyue deepened, and after two months of inhuman torture, the accumulated hatred had completely distorted his mind.

Now he has been completely reduced to a monster whose mind has been distorted by resentment.

"But compared to you, I hate the person who turned me into this way more!"

Chang Yuan's eyes are full of coldness and resentment, like a poisonous snake that chooses to bite, making people shudder.

He said coldly: "I asked you out today for one thing only, tell me the identity of that person!"

When he escaped from the research institute back then, his injuries were not healed, and with the side effects of the strengthening drugs, his mind was always in a state of confusion, so he couldn't remember the direction of the research institute at all.

As for Li Mour's appearance, he couldn't recall it at all.

That's why he needs Sun Zhuoyue's help.

"I'm sorry." Sun Zhuoyue, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke out, and said with difficulty: "I understand your feelings, but I can't tell you."

"At this time, you still don't want to reveal the identity of that person?"

Chang Yuan's eyes were full of disbelief.

"That person is too strong, I don't want you to die for nothing."

Sun Zhuoyue clenched his fists tightly, his nails were clenched into his flesh, he gritted his teeth and said, "With that person's level of terror, not to mention you, even if it is the strongest murderer of the three major families who personally act, it may not necessarily It's his opponent!"

No one knows Li Mour's strength better than him. Chang Yuan's strength is no more than a level of strength, and he is not even qualified to let Li Mour see him once. Revenge is a joke.

Just when Sun Zhuoyue had just finished speaking and was about to say something to dispel Chang Yuan's thoughts of revenge, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

"Even I am not his opponent?"

When the first word sounded in Sun Zhuoyue's ears, even the sky seemed to be a little darker.

A strong sense of oppression from the depths of the soul suddenly appeared, Sun Zhuoyue felt chest tightness, and it became difficult to breathe.

Every word that appears afterwards will make this feeling stronger, and when the whole sentence is finished, the feeling of depression is even stronger to the point of a real horror.

"So, who is that person?" Kleist's figure gradually condensed from the air, and appeared in front of Sun Zhuoyue and Chang Yuan.

When Kleist's figure appeared on the field, the terrifying aura belonging to the sixth level of the murderous level had completely reached its peak, completely enveloping Sun Zhuoyue!
The terrifying aura was like a huge mountain, pressing down on Sun Zhuoyue. No matter how hard he tried to mobilize the strength of his whole body, he couldn't move an inch!
Let Sun Zhuoyue even more irrepressible despair and fear.

The strongest opponent Sun Zhuoyue had ever encountered was only the ordinary fierce level of the third level of the fierce level.

Although he couldn't beat the opponent and finally fled in embarrassment, the fierce level failed to keep him, so he couldn't help but have an illusion that the fierce level was nothing more than that.

And at this moment, when Kleist, who was on the sixth level of the fierce level, raised his aura to the peak, Sun Zhuoyue finally realized the real horror of a powerful fierce level.

Feeling Kleist's desperate and terrifying aura, Sun Zhuoyue looked at Chang Yuan's ugly body full of pustules, and a certain idea in his heart finally changed.

(End of this chapter)