I Became an Anonymous Boss

"You did a good job. In this way, sooner or later, the Fighting God Style will be able to establish dojos all over the world. We are just around the corner from success."

"Master, please rest assured, I will definitely win the title of Qilin."

"I'm looking forward to it." The other end of the phone just hung up.

Jin Dooukou lay in the luxury suite, tore off his collar, picked up a bottle of whiskey, uncorked the bottle, and took a sip of spirits.

However, the spirits couldn't quench the burning heat in his heart, on the contrary, the scorching became more and more vigorous and hotter.

He let out a breath, his whole body was hot and unbearable, and he wiped the corners of his mouth with a strong sense of hunger and thirst.

...I used the secret technique today, and the wear and tear is really a bit big, so I need some fresh ones.

... But this is in Chongguo, so there is no preparation in advance.

...Do you have to bear it?The taste is really unpleasant.

He took another sip of the spirits when he heard a voice.

Bang bang bang... There was a knock on the door from the window sill behind him. Jin Dooukou looked towards the balcony and saw a figure standing there wearing a childish mask.

"...Taro?" He lost his voice for a moment.

"..." The other party corrected him solemnly, "It's Seven."

Chapter 330 Forgiving You Is the Dead Man's Business

"wrong--!"

Jin Dooukou immediately sobered up, and a little alcohol could not make his thinking freeze.

He stared at the other party, this is the thirteenth floor of the hotel, how did the other party come up!

Just as he was thinking, the figure in a black windbreaker and a mask had pushed open the glass window and walked into the room.

Jin Dooukou took half a step back vigilantly, but he wasn't afraid, just vigilant.

As strong as him, even if he is pointed at by a pistol, this distance is not impossible to dodge bullets.

It's just that the other party should also know this clearly, and dare to come here, proving that they have absolute confidence in their strength.

Wearing a funny mask as if he didn't want to reveal his identity.

"Who are you...?" He first tried with cold words, but as soon as the words fell, a lightning bolt that could not be caught by the naked eye passed through the side of his cheek, embedded in the wall of the hotel, and directly penetrated Cracked a wall, leaving a hole the size of a bullet hole.

The fingertips of Sai Wen's mask flashed with electric arcs, and he said indifferently: "I know you can understand Chinese, don't put on an air... speak human language to me, speak Chinese."

Jin Dooukou was startled, he couldn't see what it was just now, was the thunder flashing in the opponent's hand?Who the hell!

He hurriedly said in his unproficient Chinese: "Dear...Your Excellency, who are you?"

"Me? A passing Kamen Rider..." Seven Masked said indifferently: "It's the end of the world."

"what?"

"It doesn't matter what my identity is, what matters is you..." Seven said with a mask: "I need to know what you are."

"Me?" Jin Dooukou said dully, "I'm Jin Dooukou, a disciple of the Dou Shenliu, and I'm also here to participate in the unicorn title battle..."

"That's all?" Sai Wen took a step forward with a mask, and a seemingly inadvertent step fell, the dark zhenqi had already penetrated his body, and the lights in the room flickered: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, wait until I beat you up." You're half dead, and you can't hide it."

"What..." Jin Dooukou still wanted to negotiate with words, but Seven Mask had already come to him, he was too fast.

Jin Doou Kou's pupils contracted violently, subconsciously roared, and counterattacked with a fist, with concentrated vigor, the punch hit the center of the opponent's chest.

He was startled at first, then overjoyed, and laughed loudly: "If you hit my fist, you are careless. My zhenqi is of the nature of internal injury. You must have internal bleeding at this time. This position is the main heart vein, and you will die without... ..."

While laughing wildly, he found that the other party didn't seem to be moving at all. When he looked down, he found that his fist only stayed on the surface of the other's clothes, and only scratched the surface of the clothes.

"……suspect?"

"It's my turn, beat your chest."

Saiwen raised his fist in a masked face, and it landed on Jin Dooukou's chest with a simple and unpretentious punch.

There was a sound of bone cracking in Jin Dooukou's chest, the sternum was broken, and a mouthful of old blood was coughed up. A living person weighing nearly [-] kilograms was blasted ten meters away and hit the furniture. Sawdust splashed and leaned against the wall slantingly. Go up, staring at Venus.

"Axi, Axi..."

He could only cough up blood crazily, and struggled three or four times in a row before he could barely support his upper body again.

"Really weak." Bai Taki waved his hand, disgusted to the extreme: "Sixth-rate, no, nine-rate."

Even Cui Minghuan couldn't be defeated immediately in the face of this blow. The opponent's zhenqi is really not good at defense, and even has no defense ability at all. If it is only this strength, then Cui Minghuan will not lose. It takes five rounds to bring him down, even if it's an injury for an injury...

And if I want to defeat him, I need at most three moves. If the magic qi has reached the perfect state of the inner world today, it will spontaneously form a zhenqi barrier, which looks like an invisible armor body, and it is impossible to break through this layer of defense without innate zhenqi.

But if the opponent is just invincible, it's fine, Bai Taki will not come here for Cui Minghuan, the problem is...

He stared at the opponent's body, and sure enough... once again, a dark and deep breath flowed out of the opponent's body.

Jin Dooukou's eyes glowed deep red, and his injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the color of his skin began to become darker, tending to be blue-gray, as if he was not human.

This was an aura that Shirataki was too familiar with.

——Magic energy!

"You pissed me off. I'm going to kill you and eat your Xuewuru." Jin Dooukou gritted his teeth, his teeth became sharper, his bones cracked, and his eyes burst out with blood and cold light.

"This is your real body?" Shirataki asked curiously, "Or... your special ability?"

"You think I'll tell you?" Jin Dooukou grinned, "Die to me!"

He let out a roar, and the sound waves shattered the TV screen and many glasses. However, before the roar was over, there was a flash of lightning, and Shirataki had already stepped close to him. With the body in place, the demon's true qi exploded, and amidst the roar, the human figure was smashed into the wall, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and a cloud of blood mist exploded.

"Gorgeous!"

Shirataki's face was as cold as a devil's. He pinched the opponent's neck, swung his body to the left and right ground, and smashed the ground three or four times in a row. Human Pothole.

"Ah, ah..." Jin Dooukou couldn't be arrogant at all at this time, he thought he had become stronger, but in Bai Taki's view, there is no difference in combat strength of five or fifty, besides, it's okay if you don't change shape, change Instead, he was attacked by me.

"If you don't change your body, you won't die. I don't understand such a simple truth." Bai Taki let go of his hand and wiped the blood from his hand on the bed sheet: "Tell me...what the hell are you?"

"You... you made such a big commotion..." Jin Dooukou still wanted to struggle.

"Heh...you look neither human nor ghost, I wouldn't break the law if I killed you." Bai Taki said indifferently: "I let you speak humanly, because you are not human at all."

"I am human……"

"But you are not now." Bai Taki said indifferently: "With such a strong devilish and bloody aura, you must eat fresh food on weekdays... Human flesh fresh food."

Jin Dooukou's pupils shrank for a while.

"I think so. It is impossible for ordinary people to accept demonic energy. Most demonic people are lunatics, and their foundation is sufficient. How can you be able to resist demonic energy during your mere qi training?" Bai Taki sneered: "It must be some special method, and this It's up to you personally, I, Kangkang..." Entered a ray of demonic energy, and quickly found the source of the demonic energy, then he was taken aback, then laughed, angrily: "Amazing... how could I not think of it?" Well, there is another way."

He grabbed Jin Doou Kou's neck again: "If it's pure demonization, it can't cover up the changes in appearance, but it's different if it's organ transplantation. By transplanting flesh and blood into the body, you can cultivate demon organs... It is a way to freely control the changes of the body, and at the same time stimulate its vitality to achieve rapid recovery, the only flaw is that it needs to be continuously maintained by fresh blood, otherwise it will eat you.”

"In terms of body modification, I have to admit that you have great ideas, but unfortunately, you don't know anything about demons."

"The result of transplanting this thing is that your blood has completely assimilated with the demon, and it will be a matter of time before you become crazy."

"The demand for blood food is getting stronger and stronger. If you use the power of the devil a little, you will feel hungry, thirsty and hungry, until you are completely dominated by appetite and lose your reason."

Bai Taki raised Jin Dou Kou, stared at the alienated pupils and asked, "Tell me, how many people have you eaten so far?"

"No, no..." Jin Dooukou struggled: "I never ate people, I just drank blood, drank blood..."

"If not, it's impossible for the organs in your body to proliferate so fast that you can almost become half-demonized." Shirataki said indifferently, "I know these things better than you... because I have killed countless people."

Jin Dooukou shuddered, he knew what the source of this thing was, kill?Kill that thing?how is this possible!Just looking at it almost drained all of my courage, no one can restrain it except the master...

"Explain to me." Shirataki continued to question: "Why is there a demon in your body, and how many people have this thing in their body!"

Its existence is dangerous. Once it grows to a certain level, ordinary people will only be reduced to food. The more it eats, the stronger it will become. Forcing the Sixth Layer Heavenly King Realm.

And the most indispensable thing in modern times is people.

Jin Dooukou saw the murderous intent in the opponent's eyes, and couldn't hold back any restraint: "I said, I said...I tell you, don't kill me!"

Shirataki looked indifferent.

Jin Dooukou said: "It's the master, the master caught the demon, and it taught us how to control its secret technique..."

"Dou Shenliu?" Bai Taki pondered: "When did it happen, and how many people are there?"

"It's been more than ten years." Jin Dooukou didn't dare to hide it: "I don't know the exact number, but maybe... 35 ten people..."

"Heh, why don't you store nuclear bombs here?" Bai Taki asked again, "Where is the headquarters of the God of Fighting School? What's your master's name?"

"Yes, in Seoul...my master, the name of the master is Jincheng..." Jin Doou Kou begged for mercy, "I know where the master is, I will tell you."

"Do you know where that demon is?" Shirataki asked.

"Can I ask."

"No, I can ask myself." Bai Taki said lightly, "Okay, I have nothing to ask."

"You, did you let me go?"

"I am very tolerant towards human beings, but not towards demons..." Bai Taki said flatly, "Besides, you cannibalize human flesh and blood, which is already a crime. This is not Nanhan, and you will pay for your life if you kill someone."

"Forgive me, I... I can remove this thing, I don't practice martial arts, you can destroy me, don't kill me..." Jin Dooukou's voice trembled.

"I knew from the first time I saw you that you have killed people before, and you have no hesitation in killing people. Don't you just want to kill Cui Minghuan in the ring?" Wu Bolang: "Forgive you is the business of the dead, and my task is to send you to see them."

Chapter 330 This is the right place

"Don't kill me, don't kill me—!"

Jin Dooukou shouted in horror: "I can give you money, a lot of money!"

The closer he was to the edge of life and death, the more he trembled hysterically. When he dominated the lives of others, he imagined that he was like a god, but at this moment he finally realized that he was just a drop in the ocean that was also as humble as grass.

He thought of the children from the same village whom he had smashed the back of their heads, the junior high school students who were forced to jump into the river and drowned, and the families who were driven crazy...

But so what!

Those people are just lowly paupers!

You actually want to kill me for this grassroots and ant-like person!

After all, he is not a heroic figure, but a criminal with no structure, even now he is not even counted as a human being.

There is a sentence in the legal judgment called 'deprivation of political rights', but such people still enjoy basic human rights as long as they are alive.