Because of Chen Jing's deliberate actions and the careful protection of the other party's subordinates, even in such a bloody hell, Wu Jianfei didn't even have a trace of blood on his body, let alone any injuries.

He still held the bottle of red wine in his hand. Apart from his clothes being a little messy, he looked like a CEO dressed up to attend a business event, which was incompatible with the current environment.

But those lifeless eyes really revealed his current state.

Life is worse than death!

Da da da.

The soles of her shoes caused ripples in the pool of blood. As Chen Jing strode toward Wu Jianfei, she did not forget to take out a bottle of green potion from her tattered clothes and carefully applied the potion inside to her wounds.

This is a bottle of cell body repair fluid that he purchased from the school at an internal price of 200 contribution points. It has a significant therapeutic effect on trauma.

It was visible to the naked eye that the blood flowing out of the wound where the repair solution was applied quickly stopped, and a pile of pink flesh quickly accumulated on it.

When Chen Jing came to Wu Jianfei, the trauma on his body had basically stopped temporarily, and his originally pale face had gained a little more color.

Looking at Wu Jianfei who was limp in front of him, as if his strength had been drained, he grabbed his collar and lifted it up with one hand.

Looking at each other's deathly gray eyes, Chen Jing asked coldly: "Where is Gu Yifei?"

He has no time now, nor is he interested in making sarcastic comments to the dying people.

But Wu Jianfei turned a deaf ear as if suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

Chen Jing asked several times, but this time he seemed to have come to his senses. He looked over with a look of complete disbelief and said incoherently:

"Why aren't you dead? You should be dead? Just now. Huh? No, you're not dead? You are dead."

Listening to Wu Jianfei's crazy words, Chen Jing's face became increasingly angry and impatient.

He forcibly suppressed the thought of squeezing the other person to death, and his other free hand suddenly reached forward.

Snap! Snap!

Two particularly loud slaps hit Wu Jianfei on the left and right sides of his face.

Under the huge force, a ferocious red and purple palm print was instantly printed on his face, and thick blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Finally, he came to his senses from the severe pain.

Wu Jianfei, whose eyes suddenly became alive again, was stunned for a moment, and then all the information he saw in his field of vision was transmitted to his brain for analysis and summary. He turned his head to look at Chen Jing with great movement, watching the other person standing as usual. Once there, instantly!

Negative emotions such as unwillingness, pain, regret, madness, etc. were all displayed in his eyes. He was like a beast on the verge of death, and he couldn't help but let out a desperate cry.

Chen Jing had no interest in listening to him howling there. He quickly slapped him hard again, interrupting his screams. Then he pulled his head to within a punch distance of him, and spoke every word with a cold expression. asked:

"Where is Concubine Gu Yifei?"

Wu Jianfei finally listened this time. He first murmured and repeated "Gu Yifei" several times, and then suddenly laughed out loud, feeling extremely happy and ironic.

In response, Chen Jing continued to slap him hard and expressionlessly until he stopped laughing.

"Stop fighting. I said. I said."

Finally, he heard the other party's forced, gasping bass. Then he stopped moving.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Wu Jianfei, who regained his strength, first laughed a few times in a very ugly way. When he saw Chen Jing's livid face and her raised palms again, he stopped quickly, raised his hands high in a surrender gesture, and begged for mercy with a smile.

road:

"Right away! Right away! Let me wait a little longer."

Chen Jing saw his unreasonable smile and felt bad for a moment. When he wanted to execute Wu Jianfei to extract a confession without any further delay, the other party finally told him the answer.

"In the basement! Gu Yifei is in the basement."

Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the LCD TV hanging on the wall. The screen was completely white and it was difficult to see anything.

He no longer dared to delay, carrying Wu Jianfei's body, and followed the other party's instructions and walked towards the basement.

At this time, the other party surprisingly cooperated with him completely, and nothing happened in the process.

This made Chen Jing very strange. But now he had no time to think too much. The first priority was to rescue Gu Yifei as soon as possible.

Soon, they arrived at the silver metal door of the basement.

"Hurry up and call the door!"

Chen Jing quickly pushed Wu Jianfei in front of the combination lock and said sternly.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Wu Jianfei quickly entered the password with a "flattery" smile.

Chen Jing looked at Wu Jianfei coldly, and the more he looked at the other person's smile, the worse he felt.

He once again closed the distance with the other party, and would take action immediately if he found something wrong with the other party.

The password is entered correctly! The fingerprint is correct! The iris scan is correct!

Everything was going very smoothly, but just when Chen Jing felt suspicious, suddenly!

When the door was opened and a keyhole was slowly lifted from the depths, Wu Jianfei slowly turned to look at Chen Jing, and his face finally showed a true smile that had been hidden for a long time and came from the heart.

But this time, it seemed particularly ferocious and hateful.

"Where's the key?"

Chen Jing took a deep breath, veins popped up in his hands, and asked while holding on to the last possible possibility.

"The key"

Wu Jianfei chuckled, with undisguised hatred and ridicule on his face. He looked at Chen Jing expectantly and replied with a big smile,

"I've thrown you into the metal door a long time ago."

"Hahahaha! You can't get in without the key!"

"Give up! You can't open this metal door without the strength of an intermediate warrior!"

"You can't save Gu Yifei! She will always belong to my son!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Chen Jing, who didn't expect to be tricked by a dying old man, immediately laughed angrily and kicked him to the corner. He didn't want to hear the other person's disgusting laughter again.

Then he quickly approached the metal gate and punched out, but the gate didn't move at all.

Chen Jing frowned, drew out his sword again, and slashed forward with all his strength.

Clang!

The sword struck the metal door, creating fierce sparks. When he withdrew the sword and looked over, he saw that the sword that originally cut through the steel only made a shallow white mark on it.

He felt dark in his heart.

Is it true that as the old guy Wu Jianfei said, one must have an intermediate level of strength to break it?

As soon as the decadent mentality appeared in his heart, he was swept away into dust.

No matter what, he had to give it a try.

Chen Jing ignored her severely damaged body, took a deep breath, and her right arm suddenly expanded and stretched, turning into a giant, deformed and livid arm.

The Sixth Form of the Military - Overlord Hammer.

Bang bang bang...

At the same time, a series of slight cracking sounds sounded throughout his body. The wounds that had been temporarily sealed opened instantly, and strands of blood flowed out more violently than before.

Chen Jing, who had expected it, didn't care about this. Silver thunder flashed in his eyes, and another mysterious energy flowed down his right arm and went straight into the sword.

Thunder Knife - Triple Strength.

This was a more powerful blow than the previous one against the fourth-level barbarians.

The combination of the two definitely has the power of the fourth level.

There was a loud bang!
Chapter completed!