Final priesthood

"Being the Riddler again..."

Lu Yuan secretly complained to his cell phone, but the depression in his chest immediately dissipated with Ge Wenjun's call.

Judging from the information revealed by TV news and Ge Wenjun, as well as the two shuttles he saw a few days ago.

The people sent down from "higher authorities" estimate that they have now officially begun to take action against the forces or organizations hidden behind the missing persons case.

And it should have achieved certain results.

Once they have their hands free, the next step is to deal with the Rat Man matter.

I have been "in jail" for so long, and I feel the ubiquitous and increasingly intense anxiety every day. These days are almost over.

"Hold on for a few more days. I hope that the next time I receive a call from Ge Wenjun, he will ask me to go to the police station to identify the rat man's body..."

Lu Yuan prayed secretly in his heart.

"Xiaoyuan."

"Why!"

At this time, his mother Zheng Qiuling walked in with a happy face and said to him softly: "Mom will give you some money, how about you go on a trip with your classmates?

I have been studying so hard these past few months and practicing martial arts, and I have lost weight. It’s time to go out and have some fun..."

Zheng Qiuling said, tugging on his clothes with some distress.

The corner of Lu Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

He is now so strong that he can kill a cow, and even a concrete block cannot withstand his blows. How did my mother see that he has lost weight?

Is it because I quickly improved by 1 point in the past few days and my body shape has returned to a well-proportioned state?

"No need, Mom, I don't want to go out during this time."

Lu Yuan decisively rejected Zheng Qiuling's kindness, said hello, and quickly went upstairs.

Zheng Qiuling looked at his back and said angrily, "Why does this kid feel more and more bored after practicing martial arts?"

"Xiaoyuan has grown up and has his own ideas, so just follow him."

Lu Yueping said casually from the side, took off his reading glasses, and carefully placed the transcript in his hand on the table in front of him like a treasure.

Zheng Qiuling sighed softly, and soon seemed to suddenly remember something, and couldn't wait to take out her mobile phone.

"I forgot to call Xinghua to tell him about Xiaoyuan's ranking first in grade. It's time to make him happy too."

.......

Lu Yuan basically spent his morning and afternoon practicing crane-shaped piles.

Now he has almost only one thought in cultivation - to upgrade the crane-shaped stake to level 4 as soon as possible and improve his physical fitness.

If your physique does not keep up, you will not be able to freely use the second professional core skill of [Fighter].

Thinking that such a powerful skill could not be used normally, Lu Yuan could not sleep while lying in bed at night.

But what makes Lu Yuan depressed is that even though he works so hard to practice the crane-shaped pile, the progress of the crane-shaped pile is still pitifully slow.

After level 3, he had completed all eighteen moves of the crane-shaped pile, and only had two or three points of experience gained.

Practicing from morning till night, only a few dozen experience points can be recorded in the account.

If this progress continues, it will probably take him more than ten days to reach level 4 of the crane-shaped pile.

"I'm afraid it also has something to do with my physical improvement.

The crane-shaped pile was upgraded twice, which increased my physical fitness by 2 points. The same movement will naturally weaken the physical training effect.

I even doubt whether the crane-shaped pile can still provide one point of physical attributes if it is upgraded to one level if I continue to practice..."

Lu Yuan was prepared for a rainy day, and made up his mind to wait for the rat man's matter to be resolved, and then immediately talk to Lin Zhiqin about the auxiliary secret medicine.

He practiced until six o'clock in the afternoon, when his grandfather Lu Yueping knocked on the door and called him for dinner.

Lu Yuan was treated extremely grandly today.

There are twelve dishes on the dining table.

My mother also temporarily closed the store and came up specially to celebrate that he got first in grade in the final exam.

Lu Xinghua, who almost went home after lunch, had a rare smile on his face. Not only did he praise Lu Yuan a few words, but he also took the initiative to take two thousand yuan as a reward for him.

Lu Yuan looked at his smiling mother and grandfather, and his father Lu Xinghua, who was wearing a shirt that was slightly yellowed by sweat and smelled of cigarette smoke. He was dark and skinny.

After thinking about it, I took out two hundred yuan from the two thousand yuan on the table, and didn't ask for the rest.

“After Gaiming received a scholarship from the school, he gave away all the money he had saved...

In which piece of clothing did grandpa hide the money last time? "

At the dinner table, Lu Yuan thought as he took the rice into his mouth.

........

"Roar!"

The black-haired rat man with red eyes and a strong body roared loudly.

The two-finger-thick tail pulled out a series of afterimages behind him, which kept beating on the ground, breaking apart large chunks of cement.

The aura of cruelty and brutality filled the entire alley like water about to boil.

But this terrifying momentum was like boiling water.

However, he was suppressed by two ferocious and inhuman hands.

There were two arms covered with veins, as thick as an adult's thighs, and the flesh was swollen to black and red. Two arms, one on the left and one on the right, were clasped on both sides of the rat man's shoulders, holding him down tightly.

Sudden.

The thick veins covered it, and the thick fingers, like wearing a pair of odd-shaped gloves, dug into the flesh under the palm.

"Kacha kacha——"

The shoulder blades on both sides of the rat man were kneaded to pieces like dough.

The rat man's mouth opened wide, and he was about to bite forward as soon as he jumped forward.

The strange hands holding its shoulders ripped it to both sides at will.

"Crunching--tearing--"

It was accompanied by a heartbreaking sound of breaking and tearing.

"Wow--"

The body of the nearly two-meter-tall, muscular rat man was completely split in two, and a large amount of smelly and dirty organs and blood spewed out and scattered everywhere.

Lu Yuan let go of his hand, and the two pieces of body in his hand fell to the ground with a "clack".

Look at his two arms again.

From the fingertips to the shoulders, the skin and flesh were rolled up, large blood vessels were broken, and the broken fascia and bones underneath could be clearly seen.

The chest, waist, abdomen and thighs also suffered varying degrees of injuries.

Lu Yuan's whole body felt as if he had just been plowed hard by an iron plow.

Extremely miserable.

but......

"It's so cool!"

Lu Yuan glanced at the corpse of the rat man who was still struggling and twitching at his feet, and fell on his back with a satisfied look on his face...

In reality, Lu Yuan opened his eyes with a somewhat unfinished look on his face.

In reality, he can't use [Special Power], but he has been quite addicted in the conscious space these past few days.

To tear apart the transformed Ratman and everything else is childish.

He even used this technique to fight Qin Feng head-on on the second floor of the martial arts hall.

Of course there is only one move.

And the end was even more miserable than before.

"The 'more than twice' in the [Special Power] skill introduction should refer to a certain lower limit..."

Lu Yuan stared at the text description of [Special Power] on the career panel, and tapped his fingertips on the table, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

"The lower limit is twice as much, but the upper limit is related to my physique and my control over my muscles."

Lu Yuanping stretched out his right hand and looked at the muscles under his right arm undulating slightly like waves.

He did not activate [Special Power], which is an additional benefit brought by [Special Power].

Lu Yuan's training these past few days was not in vain. He had been pondering and studying this little technique for muscle control.

"If you can master the control of muscles, your body shape, facial features... these can all be slightly changed.

Maybe in the future, if I gain more strength, I will become a muscular guy, and I can change back without adding some agility..."

Lu Yuan was thinking casually, and was about to enter the consciousness space again to play with Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng.

Suddenly at this time, he heard a burst of noisy voices coming from the living room outside the room.

.......