Super Special Forces King

Chapter 241 The Death of Zaren

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Hearing Zalun's words, the struggle in Zhang Feng's eyes became more intense!

He lifted his hands slightly, as if he was going to reach Zaren, and then he wanted to take it back.

Seeing Zhang Feng's hesitating expression, Zalun hurriedly said: "Zhang Feng, I am your master. I give you everything you have. You can't hurt me, and you have to take orders from me!"

It's okay if he doesn't say this. Hearing the sound, the struggle in Zhang Feng's eyes has turned into a fierce killing.

There is always a voice repeating in the memory of my mind: Kill your master! Kill your master!

This sentence was carved into his head by Zhang Feng forcibly while he was in a deep coma, in order to plant a seed in his heart to prevent his mind from falling into a **** in Zalen’s words. Can be called a slave!

Although Zhang Feng thinks he is a bad life and worthless, he cannot tolerate himself becoming someone else's running dog.

What about supreme power? Only the freedom of the soul is real freedom!

The palm of his hand was clenched into a fist and hit Zaren's head with all his body.

The skin was ripped apart, but the **** scene did not appear. It was as if the power of a ten-year-old child who hadn't grown up hit an adult in the face!

Even Zaren was stunned, he didn't expect Zhang Feng's power to be such a degree.

According to the strength he had just broken the cowhide, this punch hit his face, enough to smash his head like a watermelon.

He couldn't believe it in his eyes. Compared to dying in Zhang Feng's hands, he couldn't agree with the failure of his experiment!

With a crazy expression on his face, he shook his head frantically, and said to himself: "Impossible. I can't fail. Obviously I have succeeded, why have I failed again! This is impossible!"

The boss stared at Zhang Feng with staring eyes, and almost shouted with a roar: "You hit me, hit me hard, use all your strength! Hit me!"

Zhang Feng's heart was also extremely surprised at the moment, staring down at his hands, he felt that his body was hollowed out inexplicably, and his strength was even compared to his normal situation!

With all his strength, he slammed on Zaren's face again.

Zaren stepped back three steps, tearing the corners of his mouth with blood.

He became even crazier! Although the power of this punch was much greater than it was just now, it did not reach the normal level of an adult man at all.

"How is it possible? Why did I fail!"

In order to get revenge, and to successfully implement the experiment in his heart, Zaren even experimented with his wife's life.

The experiment was successful, and his reputation has become his only spiritual pillar.

At this time, the central nervous system control chip did not achieve the expected effect, which already represented a failure. The genetic recombination he valued more also failed, and the only spiritual pillar in his heart collapsed.

Zaren's expression became mad, no longer an excited madness, but a complete madness.

It's like an uncontrollable psychopath, laughing moodily, or squatting on the ground and grinning like a three-year-old child.

His eyes suddenly became dead gray, his body fell to the ground with a bang, his limbs twitched constantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched with foam.

His tongue stretched out like a hanged person, and within two minutes, Zaren became a cold corpse.

Zhang Feng chose to watch his death coldly.

Until his complete death, Zhang Feng walked slowly to the mirror. Turning his back to the mirror, he saw the wound on the back of his head still overflowing with blood.

Walking slowly toward the outside of the house, Zhang Feng didn't know how to deal with the memory in his mind.

I know that those are my own memories, but I prefer to look at other people's stories from the perspective of a bystander. This kind of feeling is as if I can't take it out, but I can't swallow it down.

When I walked out of the house, I saw the surrounding scenes, a trace of astonishment flashed through the chaotic expression.

This is a huge garbage burial site, filled with dirty and messy garbage everywhere, and the nasal cavity is full of foul smell.

Unexpectedly, Zaren chose such a place for such an experiment.

Frowning slightly, the stench is indeed unbearable.

After groping around, he finally found a lighter and a wrinkled cigarette in his pocket.

He took out a lighted stick and put it on his mouth, and then lit the garbage around the house. Zhang Feng walked to the outside of the garbage dump on the unscrupulously flowing sewage.

The memory in his head is so familiar, yet extremely strange. The same is true for people in memory.

What I don't understand is my own body. Obviously, after receiving the genetic recombination that Zaren started, according to the degree of breaking the cowhide at the time, the experiment should be successful.

But he didn't feel anything now, on the contrary, he was extremely weak. Could it be the reason that his physical injury had not healed yet.

I walked aimlessly, I don't know how long I have been walking, it was noon when I walked out of the garbage dump, but it was already on the branch of the moon at this moment.

The place that came out was a dirty garbage dump, but now it is a street in Thailand.

I raised my head and looked at the flashing neon lights, and looked at the happy or sad life of pedestrians on the road. Zhang Feng's heart is incomparable pain, this is an existence without a sense of identity.

Originally belonging to my own past, I am no longer the protagonist, as if watching other people's stories.

I seem to be a person who has never experienced the past and appeared in this world abruptly. Perhaps there is another saying that is easier to understand, that is, a person with amnesia.

Someone told the past, but didn't know if these things happened really, even if they happened really, they don't have any sense of existence.

I randomly found a corner on the street and sat down, with my head buried in my knees, just sitting like this.

——

At this moment, Wang Xiaojuan had already returned to China by smuggling under the arrangement of the intelligence personnel lurking in the country in 01.

In the hospital, Wang Xiaojuan's face was obviously better.

In the ward besides her, there was another old man sitting beside the bed, who was the head of the Wang family, Wang Gan.

"Grandpa, I can't do this! If it weren't for Zhang Feng, I would have died in the hands of the Japanese people. And the failure of this operation was completely reckless and unreasonable by myself, and had nothing to do with Zhang Feng." Wang Xiaojuan said. .

"Xiaojuan! You are not only 01, but also a descendant of our royal family. Don't you remember the patriotic things? I have taught you since you were young not to waste your worthless emotions and self-esteem. People are in this generation. Always lose, as long as there is one chance to win, that's enough! And now is this opportunity. You only need to act according to my decision!" After saying that, Wang Gan stood up and walked out of the ward, without any more fight for Wang Xiaojuan opportunity.