A punch filled with cyan light hit Chu Feng's abdomen, which was wrapped in layers of red tentacles.

A huge force was transmitted directly to his body through the blood-colored cocoon. The next moment, Chu Feng's exposed eyes seemed to open a little wider. He felt a train collision in his abdomen.

It was so powerful that even stomach acid would burst out.

Previously, the scar-faced man had used an iron rod to hit Chu Feng, who was wrapped all over his body. At that time, he only felt a slight touch on his body. It can be seen that the red substance densely surrounding him had extremely strong defensive power.

But at this moment, Han Zhen's punch actually seemed to penetrate the layers of defense and hit him directly in the abdomen.

Of course, Han Zhen did not hit Chu Feng this time. Chu Feng felt the huge impact force, and the force on the blood-red cocoon that hit him would only be greater.

I saw that the oval red ball that originally stood in the center of the room was obviously bent from the force point under Han Zhen's punch, and the entire blood cocoon was pulled backwards with the blow visible to the naked eye.

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The red tentacles at the bottom of the blood cocoon, which were densely packed like vegetation roots on the ground, were stretched straight in an instant. With a slight crackling sound, all the tentacles on the side close to Han Zhen collapsed.

However, that was all. Most of the remaining blood-colored silk threads still stubbornly fixed the giant cocoon on the ground. The deformation caused by the blow quickly recovered. Although the oval-shaped blood cocoon fell backwards after being hit, it was not completely intact after all.

After falling down, it was pulled by countless tentacles and bounced back like a tumbler.

On the contrary, Chu Feng, who was already suffocating, was severely beaten by this punch. If his mouth had not been tightly blocked, he would have vomited directly.

However, just when he was about to take a breath from this sudden violent blow, Han Zhen moved again.

Han Zhen, who had just stopped his fist, retreated slightly, then quickly rushed forward again, coming up with a left Zhengdeng.

The force point of the left foot was exactly the same as the impact point of the right punch. Chu Feng, who had not yet recovered his breath, was hit hard on the abdomen again. A mouthful of stomach acid poured into his mouth and trachea, but was blocked by the tentacles and could not spit it out.

, the whole person felt extremely uncomfortable, and tears flowed out.

Under this kick, the red tentacles in the area that had just been hit were finally overwhelmed. With a splash of red juice, countless tentacles in Chu Feng's lower abdomen fell off like necrosis.

The entire blood cocoon's roots connecting it to the ground were completely torn off, and the huge oval egg was about to roll backwards.

Just when it was about to roll over but had not yet left, Han Zhen's third attack came.

After retracting his left leg, his body rotated 180 degrees and kicked out with another right whip kick. The blood cocoon that was about to roll backwards turned and rolled to the left under this leg.

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Even Chu Feng, who was wrapped in it, experienced several 360-degree rolls and rotations without any dead ends. The degree of misery was self-evident.

Because the space in the ward was too narrow, the blood cocoon rolled less than three meters before hitting the left wall of the ward. The red tentacles spreading on the wall collided with the tentacles that made up the blood cocoon, and there was a lot of juice.

Splashing, countless necrotic red threads fell off the surface of the blood cocoon.

Immediately afterwards, the blood cocoon that was hit by the collision with the wall rebounded again and rolled back toward the center of the house.

But Han Zhen stood there waiting for work, ready to go.

When the blood cocoon rolled back to its original place, it was already a whole circle smaller than when it left. This was because the outermost layers of blood-colored tentacles had all fallen off.

Facing this small-sized blood cocoon that came back, Han Zhen showed no mercy and punched straight out with his left jab in the last move.

Only this time, it was no longer a simple external blow, the majestic Buddhist energy poured out from the left fist like a cannonball.

At the moment when the zhenqi came into contact with the surface of the blood cocoon, the blood cocoon that was rolling towards Han Zhen was bounced on the spot. After rising about three meters, it directly hit the roof of the ward.

The countless tentacles could no longer withstand the blow of the true energy, and exploded instantly. The fragments of juice splashed for a while, and a gorgeous rain of blood instantly fell in the small room.

At the moment when the last punch was struck, Han Zhen seemed to have expected the result. He did not stay where he was at all, nor did he look at the consequences of his punch. Instead, he turned around and hid in the corner of the room, using only the few remaining

The true energy formed a thin golden bell shell on the body surface.

Then all the debris that splashed down one after another were caught by this faint golden bell, and none of them fell on Han Zhen.

Looking at the other side, Chu Feng looked much miserable.

He was wrapped in a blood cocoon and raised to a height of three meters. The moment it touched the roof, the blood cocoon suddenly exploded. Naturally, he was not much better at the center of the explosion, and his whole body was instantly dyed red.

Immediately afterwards, he fell to the ground under the influence of gravity. Fortunately, the floor was already covered with a layer of soft red tentacles, and the sudden fall did not cause much harm to him.

In other words, the impact of falling from a height of three meters was not as big as Han Zhen's previous punch and two kicks. After landing, Chu Feng first felt a stream of fresh air pouring into his heart and lungs along his mouth and nose. He greedily

Open your mouth to breathe fresh air.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a large mouthful of mucus mixed with stomach acid. This was what he had just been beaten and had been holding in his mouth without being able to spit it out. Now he finally had a way to vent it.

Then, Chu Feng put her hands and feet on the ground, barely knelt down in the middle of the house and vomited twice, then took two big breaths, spit out two more times, and gasped twice again.

I repeated this cycle dozens of times before I could barely adjust my breathing.

However, he had just adjusted his breathing. At this time, he still felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and there was a severe cramping sensation in his abdomen. He wanted to support his body.

I can't even stand up.

Gritting his teeth to support his tired body, Chu Feng was about to stand up when he saw a pair of sneakers coming in front of him.

He raised his head slightly and found that the young man who had just punched and kicked him to free himself from the blood cocoon was staring at him with a strange smile, and stretched out his left hand diagonally forward, as if he was trying to pull himself up.

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Now is not the time to show off. Even though his physical condition is extremely poor, Chu Feng still remembers that he is here to rescue Fang Qin, especially since the person in front of him is a bit shady, but it is not difficult to see from his methods that this young man has some skills.

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So Chu Feng accepted Han Zhen's kindness without hesitation, raised his right hand and put it on Han Zhen's outstretched hand, and took advantage of it to stand up.

Just as he stood up, the young man's still somewhat lazy voice sounded: "Hello, my name is Han Zhen."

Chu Feng, who had adjusted his breathing rhythm at first, stagnated again when he heard Han Zhen announce himself. He suddenly raised his head, stared at Han Zhen opposite him eagerly, and said with a hint of excitement in his tone: "You

Is it Han Zhen? That Han Zhen? Did Chen Liang of the Interpol Team notify you?"

The good-looking man in front of him suddenly showed an eager expression and asked three questions in succession. The fiery gaze made Han Zhen feel weak. He silently recited three times in his heart: I am not glass, I am not glass, I am not glass...

Then, Han Zhen took out his fake ID card from his pocket and handed it to Chu Feng, and said: "Look, the name on my ID card is Han Zhen... As for whether it is the Han Zhen, I don't know.

Which one are you talking about? Chen Liang from the criminal police team did look for me, but he didn't ask me to come here, I was tricked."

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment when he saw Han Zhen taking out his ID card to prove his identity. He subconsciously reached out and took the fake ID card, but did not actually look at the ID card because he was just too excited for the first two questions.

, subconsciously wanted to confirm the identity of the other party, but did not really ask Han Zhen to prove that he was called Han Zhen.

As for the third question, although he didn't know what the twists and turns were, but since the other party knew the detective Chen Liang, he was probably right.

Chu Feng didn't have time to inquire about what happened. After confirming that the person in front of him was the Han Zhen he was looking for, he couldn't wait to speak: "It's too late to explain. Fang Qin is trapped in this building. I need you now."

Help me rescue her."

He said this in a hurried tone, intending to see the other party's reaction. Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Han Zhen had already turned towards the door of the ward.

Chu Feng thought that the other party was going to refuse to help him, and couldn't help but feel nervous, but he couldn't see it. The moment Han Zhen turned around, his lazy eyes suddenly became sharp, and his whole person exuded a kind of reserve.

The momentum was ready to go, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and he stared in the direction of the door of the ward.
Chapter completed!