Gao Wu: Invincibility Begins with Basic Archery Chapter 333

Chapter 333 The tea is poisonous! (Please subscribe)

Kowloon City.

A heavily guarded underground base.

In a secret room.

Du Hao put his hands behind his back and kept pacing back and forth.

“It's weird, that guy just let my clone come back? He was obviously not so easy to talk to last time.”

He said to himself: "Is it possible that he is really afraid that I will take someone there again and seek revenge on him, so that's why he did this?"

It is not impossible.

Because standing behind him was the entire Kowloon City!

And he also knew that this guy probably lived around Anshan City, or even in Anshan City!

"snort!"

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on his face.

Do you think that if you let go of my clone this time, the past grudges can be wiped out?

Wishful thinking!

The last time you killed me, you still haven't avenged me? If I let you go so easily, will other people in Kowloon City know about it and have the courage to attack my clone?

“If you want to blame me, blame me for not cherishing it when I gave you the first chance.”

Du Hao smiled grimly, took out his mobile phone, and found the phone number at the top of the phone number, Xiang Long, the city lord of Kowloon City.

“We can only ask brother Xiang to take action, otherwise, it's really not that easy to kill that guy.”

Du Hao gritted his teeth and dialed the mobile phone number above.

“Du, Du, Du…”

A busy signal came from the mobile phone.

“Sorry, the person you dialed is busy, please call again later.”

Hearing this, Du Hao's expression changed.

Is it such an unlucky thing? Brother Xiang, are you in retreat, or are you taking people out to hunt?

It can only be said that these two possibilities are indeed very high.

"try again."

Reluctantly, he hung up the phone and called again.

The result this time is the same as last time.

After trying again and seeing no difference, Du Hao could only put down his phone and thought to himself, he could only wait and call a few more times to check, or wait until Brother Xiang sees the call he made. Then take the initiative to call.

I hope there won't be too long a gap in between.

Tomorrow is the day when the Goddess Fruit will ripen.

For Brother Xiang, more than a dozen Heavenly God Fruits are not too precious and can be obtained with a little time, but for him, they are too important.

If you miss the precious time tomorrow, it may be too late if you go the day after tomorrow.

"It's all that beast's fault, no. If he had appeared in the middle, I already know the location of the God Tree."

When he thought of this, Du Hao was extremely angry.

Suddenly, he sensed something and said to himself: "Is the clone already at the door? Well, it's almost time to plan. Just in case, I'd better check to see if that guy has done anything to my clone." What hands and feet?"

Having said that, he still didn't believe it in his heart. Even if the other party had done anything, he would have noticed it immediately.

Above, a figure exactly like Du Hao walked forward.

“Brother Du!”

The guards saw this and bowed to say hello.

"Um."

Du Hao's clone nodded slightly and came to an alloy door. He scanned his pupils and checked his fingerprints. The metal door slowly opened.

Like this, he walked to the elevator door three times in a row.

Took the elevator downstairs, passed the inspection again, and finally came to the secret room. He stood upright in front of Du Hao's real body, staring straight ahead, his eyes a little dull.

Du Hao looked up and down, touching here and there, but found nothing unusual.

He opened the space ring on the clone's hand again and looked inside but found nothing.

“It seems that I am over-worrying. Thinking about it, if he did something to my clone, how could I not notice it at all?”

Du Hao smiled and shook his head.

He glanced at his cell phone and asked Brother Xiang. He hadn't called me back yet, so he probably didn't look at his cell phone.

　　That's all, instead of waiting here and feeling restless, it's better to do your own thing first. Maybe it won't be long before I get a call.

“Sit down, meditate and practice.”

He spat out a few words.

As if receiving instructions, the clone walked straight to a futon, sat down, and practiced his spiritual power.

Du Hao nodded,

With his current strength, the clone he has condensed can accept some relatively simple instructions, such as rushing or fighting. However, if it is not possible, he can only use part of his mind to control it remotely.

It is said that if his strength reaches B level, or even A level, not only can he condense several clones, but each condensed clone also has its own thoughts.

It's just that, judging from his current situation, he probably won't have this opportunity in his lifetime.

“I'll practice too.”

He sat down on the futon before, closed his eyes, and meditated.

One minute passed,

Two minutes passed,

Within three minutes, he felt uneasy.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't continue meditating.

He couldn't help but open his eyes, picked up the cup of tea next to him, and took a few sips, only to find that there was no more tea in it.

“Clone, make me a cup of calming tea.”

He put down the tea cup, closed his eyes, and said something. The clone immediately opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He slowly stood up, walked to the side, picked up the Anshan tea on the side, and poured it into the teacup. However, no one saw that there was an extra small bag in his hand.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　uluulu.

The hot water pours into the tea cup, giving off a fragrant aroma.

With an expressionless expression, the avatar brought over the brewed tea, collected the empty cup on the ground, and put it on the table.

After doing all this, he silently returned to the futon before, closing his eyes and practicing.

About half an hour passed, and Du Hao gradually frowned.

Time passed bit by bit, and sweat appeared on the originally smooth forehead.

After a minute or two, he had to open his eyes and take a deep breath.

“Cultivation is becoming more and more difficult. I remember that at the beginning, drinking one or two sips of soothing tea could help me concentrate for most of the day. But now, I can't even persist for an hour.”

His eyes fell on the cup of soothing tea beside him that had just been brewed by the clone.

This thing is indeed a good thing, but as the saying goes, medicine is three parts poison, even those pills are the same.

But, he has no other choice. His cultivation speed is already slower than others. How can he catch up without using a lot of resources?

He stretched out his hand, picked up the tea cup, and opened the lid with his right hand. A refreshing aroma rushed to his face. Just smelling it made people feel peaceful.

After blowing lightly for a few times, he brought the cup close to his mouth, took a few sips, and then slowly put it down.

The moment he put down the tea cup, a sharp pain rose from his internal organs, almost tearing his whole body apart.

"what happened?"

Du Hao's expression suddenly changed.

He felt a heat spreading up his throat.

Then, with a pop, a large mouthful of black blood spit out from his mouth!

"this!"

Du Hao was completely frightened.

This, what on earth is going on?

He has drank countless cups of soothing tea, but he has never been in this situation before.

This black blood, and the severe pain in the body?

Could it be that there is poison in the tea?

This idea popped into his mind.

But again, if there is something wrong with the soothing tea, then why hasn't anything happened to him before?

What's more, the place where he is staying now is heavily guarded. Even a fly, let alone a person, cannot fly, let alone poison his tea.

The problem, where is it?

“Poof!”

Du Hao spat out a mouthful of blood again.

This time, the blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He wanted to get up and press the button to let people in, but to his despair, his body seemed to be not his and would not obey his orders at all.

Fortunately, he still has a clone.

“Quick, call the police.”

He turned his head and looked at his clone, using all his strength.

Hearing the words, the clone immediately stood up from the ground and pressed the button.

A sharp sound pierced the silence.

"What happened?"

“This sound! Oops, something happened to Mr. Du Hao!”

“Hurry! Hurry!”

Outside the secret room, there was a rush of footsteps, and dozens of people gathered from all directions. Worry and anxiety were written on his face.

Because in my impression, Mr. Du Hao has never pressed this button.

But today, it was pressed. What this means is self-evident.

However, Du Hao in the secret room was already bleeding from all his orifices, and everything in his eyes was slowly losing color.

“Me, am I going to die?”

He thought in his heart.

He felt the pain in his body slowly reducing. This seemed to be a good thing, but his reason told him that this was very bad.

The only good news is that the clone has pressed the alarm button, and someone will arrive soon.

“Wrong.”

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the clone.

He remembered that he had just asked his clone to make a cup of soothing tea. In other words, the cup of poisonous anshan tea he just drank was brewed by his clone.

for?

Why?

His pupils, which were about to lose their vitality, suddenly widened.

Theoretically, anyone in the world could harm him, but only his clone would not harm him.

Because the clone is him, and he is also the clone.

Even if he dies, this clone cannot survive.

So, why, why did this clone poison the soothing tea given to him? what is this!

“Could it be, could it be, that it was him...”

The figure of Chen Fan appeared in Du Hao's mind.

　　His clone fainted for about a minute or two before. That guy, during these minutes or two, tampered with his clone, and then this scene happened?

“How, how, possible, poof!”

Du Hao was frightened and angry at the same time. He spat out a mouthful of black blood again and fell down on his back with a pop.

The moment he fell, the clone next to him also fell to the ground and lost his breath.

(End of this chapter)

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