"Chen Yimou, there is nothing impossible in this world. Four Yunlin prison-suppressing nanoparticle props are placed in front of you. If Xiao Fan didn't use the one used by Fang Xiu, are there other possibilities?"

Li Xundao's eyes were also full of shock. At this moment, he seemed to be unable to feel the pain in his body. He recalled Xiao Fan's past actions and said, "Can you explain Xiao Fan's state? Do you suspect it's me?"

It’s a state that allows him to hide, but think about it, it’s only been two months since he woke up, and every move is under the control of the program team. Not to mention whether I have passed on other cultivation techniques to him, how many people have you seen who can do this?

Within two months, he will be promoted to the sixth level of Qi training!"

"You are right. Except for reincarnated immortals and those children of luck who are lucky enough to obtain relics and treasures as soon as they start practicing, very few people can do it!"

Chen Yimou nodded numbly. He pondered for a long time, and then asked Li Xundao with puzzled eyes: "Xiao Fan has been under the supervision of the program team. He can reach such a state only by awakening his reincarnation memory."

Way to go!"

"No, the reincarnated Immortal Lord can only explain his realm and personality changes, but it cannot explain the source of Yunlin's prison-suppressing nanoparticles!"

But soon Chen Yimou couldn't help but shake his head.

"Chen Yimou, is it possible that Xiao Fan and Fang..."

An idea flashed in Li Xundao's mind, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. However, before he could finish his words, the metal door of the room, which was about 30 centimeters thick, was kicked open by someone.

The door, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, was like a wooden board. It flew up lightly and hit the wall hard. It knocked an unlucky security guard into the wall like a meat bun, making a loud bang.

Even the entire spaceship shook slightly.

"Is this Superman coming!"

The metal door flew between Chen Yimou and Li Xundao, and the wild air flow caused their bodies to sway. Their eyes followed the metal door, and they saw the metal door that was almost completely embedded in the wall.

The security personnel, who fit perfectly into the surrounding areas, had been beaten to a pulp, and not even a drop of blood flowed out from the fit.

Super sealing.

"Chief Kimura, why did you come so fast!"

Chen Yimou looked at the entrance of the room again, and saw a tall figure two meters tall, with an appearance that was somewhat similar to Kimura Michiya, walking in.

The person who came was tall and straight, with a resolute face and sharp edges, as if carved by a knife or axe. His whole body was filled with an iron-blooded killing aura. His face was gloomy, his eyes were stern, and there were faint traces of tears that had not completely dried up on his cheeks.

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"Where is my son Doya's body?"

Kimura Katsuya's voice was cold and hard, and there was no trace of emotion. Only his slightly trembling face showed the violent anger that was about to erupt under the calm volcano.

"Chief Kimura, we have immediately put Doya's body into a cryogenic chamber for preservation. The cell activity remains intact and we are ready for cloning and reconstruction at any time!"

Chen Yimou said quickly, he waved his hand, and his security personnel quickly ran out of the room. After a while, they came in carrying a full-metal freezing capsule and placed it in the middle of the room.

Chen Yimou pressed the button, and the metal shell of the upper half of the freezing chamber opened, revealing a transparent mask. A completely shapeless corpse was quietly placed inside. It was none other than Michiya Kimura who was beaten to death by Fang Xiu.

"My son is right!"

Kimura Katsuya walked out of the cryogenic cabin with a cold face, stretched out a huge palm that was very disproportionate to his body, and gently touched the transparent light shield between him and Kimura Michio.

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he let out a long sigh. Immediately, he saw a dense cold air erupting from his palm. The temperature of the entire space instantly dropped by dozens of degrees. It seemed that water dripping into ice.

Even the air was frozen.

The emergency cabin containing Michiya Kimura froze in an instant, and the extreme low temperature caused the emergency cabin to squeak and squeak.

"Clone? How could my descendant, Kimura Katsuya, be reborn in such a clumsy way and become a re-creation in the hands of others!"

Kimura Katsuya clicked lightly, and with a loud bang, the emergency cabin shattered into pieces and turned into countless powders, which scattered into the sky. The whole room felt like a smoothie had been poured.

"Chief Kimura is so wise and enlightened that I can't match him!"

Chen Yimou's whole body was covered with ice cream. The sharp ice cold and ultra-low temperature almost gave him a feeling that his soul was about to be frozen to pieces. If his body had not been strengthened by medicine, he would probably not be any better than Kimura Michiya at this moment.

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But what was even more chilling was Chen Yimou's heart, because Kimura Katsuya was simply unreasonable. Even though cloning could resurrect his son, he completely destroyed Kimura Michiya's body with his own hands.

This is a never-ending situation.

"As for Xiao Fan, the protagonist of the reality show, I will crush him inch by inch with my own hands, make him endure unbearable pain, torture him for ten thousand days and nights, accept all kinds of torture, and I will not let him die easily!"

Kimura Katsuya looked back, pinched Chen Yimou's neck with his big hands like electricity, and lifted him directly to the ground. His feet were in the air and he struggled desperately. His face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and the blood vessels on his forehead seemed to be bursting.

"Please...uh..."

Chen Yimou hammered Kimura Katsuya's arm with both hands, but the force of several hundred kilograms seemed to be hitting a mountain made of steel, unable to shake Kimura Katsuya in the slightest.

On the contrary, due to exertion, physical strength and oxygen consumption are more intense.

Several security personnel present were extremely anxious, but they did not dare to act rashly.

After all, it's just a job, and you can't afford to risk your life by doing it.

"Turn off the live broadcast of the reality show and take me to Xiao Fan!"

Kimura Katsuya casually threw Chen Yimou to the ground when he was breathing his last breath.

"Ahem, cough, Chief Kimura..."

Chen Yimou was dizzy after being thrown, and his whole body seemed to fall apart. He breathed in and out desperately, his chest heaving violently: "It's not that I want to violate the commander's order, but it's really for the sake of Mr. Kimura, the employer behind this reality show.

Not only the plutocrats in the alliance, but also the Free Alliance officials and research institutes are involved. If it is terminated due to the superior's reasons, I cannot resist this responsibility, after all, your interests will be implicated."

"Bullshit management, a small reality show, the alliance and the research institute will not pay attention to it at all. It is just a casual participation. I will be demoted for a few years at most, and the spirit-eating monsters are getting more and more violent. The alliance cannot be because of it.

I don't need to do this little thing!"

Kimura Katsuya snorted heavily and didn't listen to Chen Yimou's explanation at all. He grabbed the latter's hair and dragged him into the live broadcast control room.

"I really can't be kind this time!"

As soon as he left the interrogation room, Chen Yimou saw hundreds of armed soldiers standing neatly on both sides of the corridor. They were all obviously subordinates brought by Kimura Katsuya.

There were a lot of people from the program team watching, but they all watched from a distance. No one came forward to say something fair. Chen Yimou was wailing that his head hurt. He couldn't help but secretly cursed that these were a group of cowards.

The white-eyed wolf.

However, as he was dragged closer and closer to the command room, Chen Yimou also became entangled in whether he should follow Kimura Katsuya's request.

On the one hand, it is his current life, and on the other hand, it is his future life. He cannot afford to offend both sides.

"Bang"

Chen Yimou was still struggling, but Katsuya Kimura had already kicked the door of the program control room away with his kick, and the two metal doors flew directly into the control room like two cannonballs.

Chen Yimou had no doubt that if these two doors hit the portholes of the control room, they would directly shatter the portholes, and the entire command room staff would be sucked out of the spacecraft in a depressurized state.

But the next moment, as soon as the two metal doors carrying a huge force shot into the command room, they were wrapped by a strange force. The power attached to the metal doors was instantly offset, like two hydrogen balloons, light and airy.

Floating in mid-air.

"Katsuya Kimura, if you don't stay stationed at your military base, why would you go to the reality show crew? Do you want to abandon the military and join the film industry?"

A dry voice sounded from behind two metal doors, with a contemptuous tone and a bit of joking: "I don't know if Chief Kimura has any other talent performances besides violently tearing down doors. If he only knows this, he can win a gold medal at most."

Wu Ti, it is impossible for Director Chen to give you a high salary."

Two metal doors suspended in mid-air floated open to both sides. A thin old white man, about fifty years old, looked at Kimura Katsuya and Chen Yimou, who had almost lost all his hair in his hands, with a smile.

There were four figures behind the old white man, and eight eyes were all looking at Kimura Katsuya, making the latter feel an extremely dangerous pressure in his heart.

"Avengers? Dave actually brought them here!"

When Kimura Katsuya saw the old white man, he stopped suddenly and stopped directly outside the door of the command room, his eyes flickering. When he saw the four people around the old man, his brows were furrowed, his expression was stiff, and he was holding on.

Chen Yimou's big hands also worked harder.

"Ah ah ah, Kimura, please be gentle, my scalp is about to be torn off, Director Dave, help me!" Chen Yimou screamed.

"Kimura, this is the territory of the alliance, not your base. The alliance can turn a blind eye and let you do whatever you want, but not here!"

Dave shouted coldly: "Why don't you let Director Chen go quickly? Do you want to go to a military court for this matter? It's a major crime for you to leave your post without permission!"

"What kind of punishment I accept depends on the military's decision. Even if you, the director of the research institute, are several levels older than me, you have no right to deal with me!"

Kimura Katsuya didn't want to just retreat. Michoya was killed. If he couldn't take revenge on the spot, let alone pass his own test, even the sergeants who followed him would look down on him.

The army values ​​martial arts and bravery. If the commander retreats, his morale will inevitably drop, and his orders will not be followed.

However, although he spoke harshly, he secretly relaxed a lot on Chen Yimou's hand. He was not afraid of Dave's threat. Although the military and the Academy of Sciences have a cooperative relationship, they belong to two major systems after all, and no one can do without the other.

, there is no master-slave relationship.

But he had to deal with the four Avengers brought by Dave carefully.

After all, each of these four people is slightly stronger than him, possessing powerful abilities that are difficult to match.

It's hard to defeat a single player, let alone four against one.

Kimura Katsuya didn't believe how much martial virtue the superhumans who came out of research could have.

"Katsuya Kimura, fortunately, you are also a soldier. Soldiers value strength. What you say is useless. If you don't accept it, come to fight with me!"

Before Dave could answer, a brown-haired man among the four people standing behind him sneered and took a few steps forward.

He is about forty years old, not tall, with eyes and a scholarly temperament, but the light shining from his eyes is reckless and violent. His chest rises and falls more and more, as if there is endless anger brewing in his body.

"Chief Kimura, don't stand outside the door. If you have any opinions, come in and raise them!"
To be continued...