Chapter 9

Zheng Xiaotian arrived at the end of the passage.

In front of him was a large door. Although he had forgotten the general plot of Corpse Brother, he knew one thing: this was completely Bai Xiaofei's job. Why did it have to be his turn? What the hell was Bai Xiaofei doing?

Zheng Xiaotian shook his head, dispelling these annoying thoughts. He tightly gripped the axe in his right hand, his anger burning through his body. In the next second, he swung the axe at the door.

With a loud crash, the door shattered.

Zheng Xiaotian himself was stunned. The situation was indeed a bit strange. He believed that an axe could make a hole in the door, but for an axe to completely shatter the door? How bizarre was that?

"Ugh." Policewoman Xiao Hui, seeing that the person was Zheng Xiaotian, immediately became excited.

Zheng Xiaotian followed the sound of Xiao Hui's voice and looked over. On the ground, not only was Xiao Hui, but there was another woman. She had long hair, an oval face, and big eyes that blinked, telling her own story of suffering. She was wearing a purple outfit, charming and sexy.

Zheng Xiaotian shook his head, dispelling the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

"**." After looking around, he gave these two words to the only man present.

"Kid, if you don't want to die, get the hell out of here." The man rushed toward Zheng Xiaotian with a whoosh.

Very fast! Zheng Xiaotian wanted to say, Old Zi, you're even faster.

With a bang, Zheng Xiaotian kicked the man.

Whoosh...

Zheng Xiaotian didn't bother to pay attention to the man. He went to Xiao Hui and first untied her. Then, he went to the other girl and untied her as well.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to defeat my Level 1 test subject. You really have some skills." The man slowly stood up from the corner, looking at Zheng Xiaotian's back.

"That's because your Level 1 test subject has a low IQ." Zheng Xiaotian clapped his hands, turned around, and said to the man, "If you want to improve, don't just focus on physical strength. You also need to improve IQ. Without IQ, what's the point? A simple question about Qu Yuan would blow them up. How could they withstand other questions?"

"The IQ of a Level 1 test subject doesn't matter. As long as my Special Level test subject has a high IQ, it's fine." The man said with a hint of pride.

"Are you sure your IQ is high?" Zheng Xiaotian looked at the man and asked.

"I'm very sure." The man nodded.

"Alright, I'll ask you a question." Zheng Xiaotian said, "Who gave you the Forgetful Water?"

"Andy Lau." The man looked proud. He thought, how could I get this wrong? 100%, it must be Andy Lau.

"That's the song Andy Lau sang." Zheng Xiaotian glanced at the man.

"Then who gave you the Forgetful Water?" The man looked at Zheng Xiaotian.

"Aha gave it to me." Zheng Xiaotian cleared his throat, "Aha, um ha, ha ah, Aha gave me a cup of Forgetful Water. Aha gave it to me."

"Who is Aha?" The man asked suspiciously.

"You don't know who Aha is?" Zheng Xiaotian pointed at the man.

"Should I know who Aha is?" The man asked suspiciously.

"Are you sure you don't know who Aha is?" Zheng Xiaotian pressed.

"I'm very sure I don't know who Aha is." The man nodded.

"You're such an ungrateful person. Fine, I'll tell you who Aha is." Zheng Xiaotian cleared his throat and sang, "Aha is your mother. Aha is your mom, you ungrateful son."

"Argh, you little bastard, you're playing with me." The man clenched his fists, suddenly enraged.

With a rip, the man's clothes turned into shreds. His muscles were prominently visible, looking more terrifying than even the most muscular bodybuilders. Compared to the Hulk's disproportionate muscles, his were much more normal. This was the most perfect physique in the world.

"You've angered me. You, all of you, will die." The man calmed his anger and looked at Zheng Xiaotian, "Kid, you've already used the Body Tempering Potion, right? But compared to the potion I developed, yours is just sugar water."

Whoosh! In the next second, the man appeared in front of Zheng Xiaotian, one hand gripping his neck.

Zheng Xiaotian remembered, this plot, damn it, should be Bai Xiaofei's suffering. That damn protagonist is now cowardly hugging Xiao Lu, hiding somewhere.

"Release the dog..." Zheng Xiaotian managed to say these two words, and he found it hard to breathe.

On the side, the golden retriever, injected with the potion, suddenly became enormous. It obeyed its female owner and appeared behind the man who was gripping Zheng Xiaotian's neck. It opened its mouth and bit the man's head.

The man released Zheng Xiaotian.

Zheng Xiaotian sat on the ground, feeling weak. He thought, this guy is not easy to deal with. This kind of suffering should be the protagonist's, what does it have to do with me?

The man tightly gripped the dog that was biting his head and used his strength.

Whoosh...

Bang! The dog crashed through the roof.

Whoosh...

The dog shot into the sky in an unknown direction.

The man smiled at Zheng Xiaotian, his hands clenched into fists.

"Do you think you're cool with a pair of pink gloves? You're completely wrong." Zheng Xiaotian's figure flashed, and in the next second, he shot toward the man. The tightly gripped fire axe swung at the man's wrist.

Clang!

The metallic sound made Zheng Xiaotian instantly stunned.

"I'll send you to hell!" The man clenched his right fist and punched Zheng Xiaotian in the face.

With a bang, the punch made Zheng Xiaotian's world spin. He just wanted to say, Bai Xiaofei, you damn it, why does Old Zi have to take your suffering? What kind of protagonist are you? Don't you feel guilty? Even your own woman has to be protected by me. You should grow a pair of wings and fly out of this battlefield.

Bang, crash. Zheng Xiaotian didn't know how many walls he had crashed through. The intense pain made his head tilt, and he immediately fainted. For a while, he couldn't observe anything here.

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