Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

This time the amount of work was huge. Even if Zhang Heng hired three engineering teams at the same time, it still took ten days to complete the construction of the underground secret base.

Then, the top of the base was covered with a rammed earth layer and a cement layer. When everything was on the right track, about half a month had passed.

For the past half month, in order to prevent accidents, Zhang Heng simply lived and ate at the construction site, staying at the construction site. When the underground base was completely built, Zhang Heng ordered Yuehua, who was buried in the ground, to erase all memories of everyone about the underground base. He even forgot that he had dug a 50-meter-deep hole.

Now, it can finally be said that nothing is lost.

Of course, after everything is ready, Zhang Heng will continue his hell-style training. Zhang Heng is very distressed for this. .

In order to save the energy of the Black Divine Seal, Zhang Heng could only rent a standard room in a small hotel within 1000 meters of the construction site. This is just the farthest that Yuehua’s first-class mental magnetic field can cover. Zhang Heng sat on the chair, and in the next second, he entered the virtual space again.

In the third lesson of the first major period, which is also the last lesson, this training is about Zhang Heng's actual combat ability, that is to say, there will be no more pure offensive and defensive. What Zhang Heng has to face is a real life-and-death battle. battle!

In the training in the virtual space for more than half a year, Zhang Heng only killed Yuehua once, and that time was because Yuehua only defended and dodged, but could not counterattack, which made Zhang Heng lucky.

But this time is completely different. This is an all-round battle. Zhang Heng has already planned to be brutally killed by Yuehua thousands of times. Fortunately, Yuehua itself has the ability of psychological suggestion. Under Yuehua's protection of Zhang Heng's spirit, Zhang Heng not only did not have his will defeated by thousands of deaths, but instead polished his will to be more transparent and firm!

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In the dark and narrow alley, a flat-headed youth in his twenties was slowly pacing.

This alley is very common in the city. In the downtown area, the gap formed between the two buildings together creates countless such dark and dirty corners.

The trash that no one cares about, the vomit of drunk people at night, and the occasional sight of a homeless person. This is an area that even the sun can't reach, and it is also a breeding ground for crime.

Robbery, brawl, rape, countless stories are being staged in these corners every moment.

But at this time, the young man was looking at everything around him with great interest. If anyone who knows what to do sees it, he will find that this young man is not simple - deep and dark eyes, always not letting go of any place. Suspicious things, slightly bent knees when walking, toes first touch the ground with every step, it seems that it will jump out like a cheetah at any time!

This is the attitude of a dark professional.

This young man is Zhang Heng who is training in the third lesson.

At this time, he was opening the pores of his body, and even the slightest movement could not escape his perception. He could feel that the enemy was silently observing him nearby, like a poisonous snake, waiting for him to reveal his flaws, and then give him a fatal blow!

When most people are in danger, most of them will have symptoms such as nervousness, sweating, rapid heartbeat, and excessive secretion of adrenaline, but obviously, Zhang Heng will never be included in most people.

At this time, Zhang Heng was not only not afraid, but even had an inexplicable excitement. He knows that what he is facing will be a master fighter who surpasses human cognition, but the fighting instinct has long been deeply engraved in his bones and genes. Even in the face of death, he can face it with the most calm attitude. right.

Ding!

A slight sound came from Zhang Heng's back. This sound could be ignored by ordinary people, but in Zhang Heng's ears, it was like a stormy sea.

But,

He only saw a stone the size of a grain of rice bounced out of the trash can behind him.

is a trap!

Zhang Heng's heart tightened and he turned around immediately, but it was too late. He only felt a fierce murderous intent suddenly erupted! Without thinking about it, the right arm swung out like an instinct, and at the same time, the legs and waist quickly exerted force, and it bounced back like an arrow from the string!

Swish!

Between the lightning and flint, Zhang Heng quickly retreated three meters away, but there was a burning pain in his throat, and a half-inch deep wound stretched across his neck.

Obviously, if Zhang Heng's reaction was a little slower than 0.01 seconds, his arteries and trachea would be cut mercilessly by the sudden attack!

Zhang Heng looked at him and saw that Yuehua was standing in the position she had just now. At this moment, she was wearing a white T-shirt with Kitty cat embroidered on it, and her lower body was a black miniskirt with bare calves. , looked at himself with a smile.

If these did not arouse any emotion in Zhang Heng, then what really moved Zhang Heng was that the other side's delicate fingers like spring onions were holding a razor blade!

Ordinary weapons do not even have the deterrent power of a fruit knife, but it also depends on whose hands it is. Heng should also be treated with caution.

Facing such an opponent, Zhang Heng also had to draw out his own weapon - a short knife with a pitch-black body and a diamond-shaped cross section. I have been in the army, so I am afraid that the name of this weapon is like thunder!

Five or six-style three-edged army thorns!

This is a nightmare-style pocket weapon with a total length of 38 centimeters and a blade length of 32 centimeters. The structure of the three-edged blade makes the blade naturally have three blood grooves. After piercing the human body, a three-dimensional wound will be formed. Area destroys body tissue!

Moreover, after the military thorn pierces the human body, it will also form an air embolism in the body to block the blood vessels. It only needs to pierce any part of the human body eight centimeters to make the enemy die quickly, and it is easy to pull out!

This weapon is Zhang Heng's choice according to his own preferences. The military thorn has a terrifying lethality, and it is easy to hide and carry. It is tailor-made for Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's fingers swayed nimbly, and the thorns turned rapidly in his palm as if he had a soul, which was dazzling. Then, Zhang Heng suddenly took a step and held the military thorn with his backhand, like a sharp lightning bolt stabbing at Yuehua's head!

呲——!

The sour metal friction sound came, and the two fought instantly, because the speed was too fast and even produced countless afterimages, and they passed by in the blink of an eye!

Just like a movie film, the first second is fast release, and the next second is static. The two stood with their backs to their backs at a distance of half a meter, and they stood still.

Cold sweat oozes slightly from Zhang Heng's forehead, and he bows his head slightly, only to see a wound large enough to open his belly across his abdominal cavity, exposing his intestines to the air. The tendons in his right hand and wrist were also torn off, and the thorns fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Yuehua, who was behind him, showed a gratifying smile, but just as he touched his chest, a bright red column of blood spurted out from the heart, and sprayed three meters away in an instant!

"Finally defeated you."

Zhang Heng took a deep breath, a look of relief suddenly appeared on his calm face, turned his head gently, and looked at the weak figure behind him, kneeling down, lunging forward, and finally losing signs of life due to excessive blood loss.

In the battle between real masters, the victory and defeat are often in an instant. Where is there such a thing as three hundred rounds of war? Even if there is, it is called a trick.

In the next second, Zhang Heng withdrew from the scene and returned to the pure white space. His wounds also healed quickly and disappeared as if they had never appeared before.

"It's very exciting." Yuehua's figure appeared again, and she clapped her hands lightly, showing joy, "Congratulations to Your Excellency Commander for meeting the qualification standards I set."

Zhang Heng shook his head when he heard the words, "It's just that we perished together. With that kind of injury, I wouldn't last a few minutes before dying."

"Enough is enough. I set my physical fitness to be five times that of ordinary people, and I also have the most perfect fighting skills. Even so, you can kill me, which means that you have temporarily reached the limit of your potential." Yue Huaxi He smiled and said, "According to your current combat power, it is definitely dozens of times more than before the special training."

Zhang Heng nodded, and clenched his fist with some sigh.

He knows that it is not the specific strength that makes him stronger, but the mentality and will, as well as rich combat experience!

This kind of strengthening is really powerful, just like what Yuehua said-dozens of Zhang Hengs who have not been trained to join forces can only be easily slaughtered by the current Zhang Heng!

That's where skill and mindset come into play!

In this third class, it took him eight days in total to pass the test, one thousand hours a day, which was equivalent to nearly a year, which was enough to show how difficult it was to defeat Yuehua.

Fortunately, he finally survived.

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