Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Not wanting to find out what was going on, Pan Bowen quickly changed in a far different direction, planning to sneak out through the alley near the logistics department.

Perhaps it was the desire to survive that caused Pan Bowen to walk very fast despite the heart-wrenching pain. It didn't take long for him to avoid passers-by and reach the back kitchen of the canteen of the logistics department, preparing to escape through the garbage transfer channel.

This was also one of the escape routes he had reserved, so no accident was arranged and the situation remained calm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, Pan Bowen heard a burst of noise, stopped in his tracks, and hurriedly hid in a shadowed corner.

".Hey, move over here. Inside inside inside inside inside."

Are you moving supplies?
What useful supplies can be found in the kitchen? Pan Bowen thought and moved closer.

"That pot, that pot. Fried chicken"

The voice gradually became clearer, and it was a pleasant female voice, as clear as a silver bell.

"That pot of fried chicken! Oh, and that bucket of Coke, bring it over to me!"

"Don't stand there, take it apart and bake it! I want to eat it right away."
?

A big question mark emerged in Pan Bowen's heart.

What's the situation?
He carefully leaned against the wall and quietly poked his head into the kitchen.

There were only one, two, and five people inside. Four of them were men with big heads and thick necks. They looked like cooks and were busy in front of the stove.

The only long-haired woman not wearing an apron was sitting on a pony and eating delicious food in front of a low table. From the side face, she could see that she had a good appearance, but her eating style was a bit bold.

What are they doing? !

Pan Bowen didn't understand why these people were not affected by the strange power and turned into groups of puppets.

But he observed for a while and saw that this woman was as relaxed as she was at home. She was bossing around the other people, shouting and drinking, and she obviously had a sense of autonomy.

The chefs who were commanded had confused expressions on their faces, and they looked just like the puppets outside who only knew how to rescue and provide disaster relief.

The only difference between the two is their behavior. One group only knows how to rescue and provide disaster relief, while the other only knows how to cook.

But it is not difficult to see that they are all in a similar state of manipulation.

Pan Bowen's mind raced and he immediately started analyzing.

Judging from the movement of the woman reaching out from time to time, it seemed that she was controlling and directing the chefs to cook the food.

In other words, she also has the kind of manipulation ability that is close to hypnosis.

Could she be the instigator?
impossible!
Pan Bowen shook his head slightly.

If this woman is the big boss behind the scenes, there is no way she could be touched by him without realizing it.

Most likely, this woman may be a subordinate of the mastermind behind the scenes, and is here to do something for the mastermind behind the scenes.

Starting from this assumption, it is much more likely that the manipulator behind the scenes is the senior executive of the Hidden Immortal Society.

And this woman, this woman with privileges and no control, is probably a high-level connection of the Yinxian Society!

It is not difficult to see that she should be giving instructions to several other chefs through some kind of tool on her body.

The only question is, what is her purpose here?

Could it be that he is brewing something evil that can control the entire base members?

It seems that this woman's status should not be low.
In this case, Pan Bowen leaned against the wall and smiled evilly, already making up his mind.

Then I'll find another way to escape!

Can't you provoke me, can't you hide?
Without further ado, Pan Bowen immediately prepared to leave the kitchen and take another alternative escape route.

In fact, Pan Bowen's analytical reasoning ability is not weak.

Although there were some discrepancies in the details of his speculation, it was generally correct.

The beautiful foodie inside who is busy cooking is none other than Hu.

She doesn't have any foresight or ulterior motives, she's just hungry.

Chen Ze was busy doing business, so he threw her a few charms that could hypnotize and control others in the area covered by the force field, and told her to stay cool while she was there.

In addition, if possible, Chen Ze hoped that she could wander around the base and report any situation in a timely manner.

But it was obvious that the snake was in one ear and out the other. As soon as the operation started, he smelled the smell and rushed into the back kitchen. He caught a few cooks who were too late to leave and came here to taste the Yinxian Club's employee meals.

"One more bowl!" The anemone swung the bowl and hit it on the low table.
"Give me more vitex and some garlic. Burp—"

I always felt that something was wrong. I was unexpectedly distracted when I was cooking for myself.

Nothing will happen, right? !
Hui's eyes wandered around, looking around the kitchen.

Yes. The meat is all fresh, the vegetables are moist, and the oil has not gone bad.
Boom!
Suddenly, a soft sound came from outside the door. He was so startled that he slapped the table and stood up suddenly. Liu Mei raised his eyebrows and shouted,

"Who!"

"Who's out there!"

Separated by a wall, Pan Bowen covered his left arm in pain, wanting to grab the ground with his head.

But his left arm had a sudden attack just now, and he couldn't help but make a sound!
But in the blink of an eye, Pan Bowen had already made a decision. He grinned and flexed his muscles like a clown, then immediately restrained himself and put on an indifferent, robot-like expression.

Almost the same as those being controlled.

So, the man in the kitchen quietly touched his waist, and at the same time moved his steps slightly, he saw a young man with a green face walking in from the door.

Pan Bowen looked forward, completely ignoring the fierce look in his eyes, went to the corner, picked up a large bag of flour, and walked out.

"What are you doing?" Hui stared at Pan Bowen suspiciously.

Pan Bowen was like a wind-up toy. He stopped and turned his head. His eyes had no focus.

"The main water pipe outside burst, and we had to pour flour down to block it before we could repair it."

At this moment, Pan Bowen's acting skills reached the peak of his life, almost perfectly interpreting a tool man without independent consciousness.

As the saying goes, if he were to do it a second time, he would definitely not be able to achieve this effect.

After saying that, Pan Bowen didn't explain much. He naturally adjusted his posture while carrying the flour and was about to go out again.

"Wait a minute." Hui suddenly called out to Pan Bowen.

Pan Bowen subconsciously stopped and tried to calm down, turning his head to signal without even daring to take a deep breath.

"Is one bag enough? There are so many here." Hui looked sideways at the flour bags piled in the corner and gestured with his chin.

"That's enough, there is already sand and soil." Pan Bowen responded with a dull expression, facing the anemone.

"Okay." He crossed his chest and nodded, noncommittal.

So Pan Bowen turned around and walked towards the door. The first step fell heavily, the second step was a little frivolous, and the third step stopped him in place and could not be lifted up again.
Because he suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

Based on his previous experience of harassing others, once all the people being controlled are put into work, they will never stop, let alone be disturbed.

If you encounter anything in the way, knock it out of the way. If someone is on the ground, just step on it.

And he actually stopped just because of "Wait a minute" and turned around to explain.I was exposed.

An empty feeling of powerlessness suddenly filled Pan Bowen's whole body, making his legs and feet weak, dizzy, and giving him the illusion of drowning.

The severe pain in his left arm suddenly began to intensify, and at the same time, he heard a very subtle sound of rubbing clothes coming from behind.

Danger Danger Danger! ! !

At this moment, right behind Pan Bowen, the snake, who had repeatedly tried to use spells to quietly hypnotize the opponent but failed, was also nervous, and a big drop of cold sweat was flowing down his forehead.

What's going on with this man!

The spell couldn't hypnotize him!
Who the hell is he!

While her thoughts were racing, she saw the man carrying flour in front of her suddenly stopped.

thump!
It was hard to tell whose heartbeat was beating, but it was too loud to cover up even amid the crackling sounds of the four chefs cooking.

The air was as heavy as a mire, almost solid, turning the two of them into motionless sculptures.

Bibi peel peel, clatter——

The fire under one of the oil pans gradually grew.

Hui swallowed quietly and stared at the pan at hand from the corner of his eye.

next moment.

Whirring whirring!

Stir-fry over high fire, and bright flames several feet high suddenly burst out of the oil pan!

The firelight reflected each other, like athletes rushing ahead of the starting line, both of them moved!

With quick eyes and quick hands, he took the next step forward, already holding the long handle of the pan, turned around and swung it out!
puff!
Fine white powder exploded all over the sky, and her blow actually hit the flour bag thrown towards her!

"Ah!" Pan Bowen roared, picked up the empty bowl of sea food from the low table, and pounced on it like a wolf and a tiger!

bitch!
You really want to fuck me!
Will I kill you first?

At this time, Hui was choking on flour and coughing non-stop. Tears were streaming down his face, and he had no time to escape.

Looking at the graceful Shuying who had no resistance in front of him, Pan Bowen looked fierce, without any hesitation, and without giving the other party any chance to breathe, he used all his strength to hold the sea bowl and smash it towards the dragon's temple.

This set of actions lasted only a few breaths, but when the sea bowl was about to land, a sudden change occurred.

The flour particles in the air in the kitchen finally reached a critical concentration. The fierce fire in the four large stoves was completely liberated at this moment, and a violent explosion was about to break out.

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble!
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
The crystal clear fist as big as a sandbag shined with brilliance and smashed into the ugly head of the giant pottery figurine, immediately triggering a huge explosion.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Chen Ze, who was as gorgeous as a god coming from the dust, was suspended in the air, looking closely at the crumbling headless pottery figurines in front of him.

He had been fighting fiercely with a pile of messy things in the "ferocious" level storage area for a long time, and behind him was a pile of things that looked like a mountain of junk.

Hidden sword hairpins, ancient mirrors, strange-shaped axes, only half a gourd, coffin boards, stone clocks without bells, incomplete armor pieces, scrolls with unknown paintings, and calligraphy brushes with a small head and a big tail.
These extraordinary objects had various shapes, and they were all suppressed by Chen Ze at this time. They were stacked one on top of another and were barely stabilized by the hanging talismans in all directions.

Despite this, the aftermath of Chen Ze's battle struck from time to time, causing the makeshift prison to collapse.

Boom!
At this time, the giant monster pottery figurine that had lost its head finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to its knees, with its upper body falling down.

Seeing this, Chen Ze stretched out his hand, and a large, deep hand instantly formed into shape and grabbed the pottery figurine.

Swah—

A bright shadow shot out from the remains of the pottery figurine as quickly as lightning, passed through the paper-like light hand, and brushed past the ear of Chen Ze who turned his head in advance.

Then, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, the bright shadow became more and more difficult to fly until it completely stopped, and was caught in the hands of Chen Ze, who was chasing after him in an instant.

It turned out to be a small copper shovel covered with rusty green.

boom!
At this time, the pile of suppressed objects broke into a riot, and everything fell to the ground.

Chen Ze cast his gaze helplessly, and his figure appeared in a flash again, running around like a busy firefighter.

puff.

When the afterimage of Chen Ze left in place was finally shattered, everything was reunited, except for a small copper shovel added to the top of the pyramid.

"Huh—" Chen Ze, who was unscathed, breathed softly and glanced around.

The scene was still chaotic, but it was so much better than the chaos before.

After the battle, Chen Ze confirmed that these were all ownerless things and had no "god" or spiritual existence.

Among them, the more active and aggressive items have been suppressed by Chen Ze, and there are only a few left.

It's just that, taking advantage of the chaos, the old man he captured and the unknown thing disguised as a human quietly walked away.

Chen Ze still remembered that another tough guy called the old man doctor.

Chen Ze had learned before that the "doctor" was the supreme leader of the Yinxian Society.

Unexpectedly, he met the boss of the other party as soon as he came in.

Chen Ze shook his head slightly, and moved faster with his hands, stacking spells on this "treasure mountain" and applying seals.

Boom!

Suddenly, two bullets flew from the blind spot, hitting Chen Ze's body and crushing him into two iron lumps.

Chen Ze frowned slightly, and the movements of his hands sped up further, which was dizzying. At the same time, he looked in the direction of the bullet.

It was a sea of ​​​​hot fire that still existed and seemed to be the origin of the fire in the warehouse.

boom!
Another futile bullet flew towards him. Chen Ze was too lazy to dodge and allowed the bullet to tickle him.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, a figure flashed past, running towards the exit of the warehouse.

"Whoo~"

Chen Ze was restricted from suppressing Baoshan and was unable to move, so he blew out a tornado on the ground, raging towards the sea of ​​fire.

As a result, as soon as the tornado came into contact with the sea of ​​fire, it was like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves. The already ferocious sea of ​​fire rose up and spewed out like a torrent, directly swallowing up the tornado and in turn pounced on Chen Ze.

Interesting. Chen Ze understood the intention of that figure in an instant.

With a sudden glance, Chen Ze had already recognized that the man was the middle-aged tough guy who he casually knocked out.

Obviously, the tough guy's purpose was to make Chen Ze get angry.

But compared to the ferocious fire, Chen Ze was more concerned about the tough guy waking up on his own so quickly.

Chen Ze was very confident in his power control. His original intention was to knock this person who looked like a senior member of the Hidden Immortal Society unconscious for a long time and throw him aside, and then torture him again when he had time.

So there is no problem with strength, but the only problem is the seemingly ordinary tough guy himself.

Chen Ze couldn't help but sigh, as expected of the shadow of a famous human tree, this Hidden Immortal Association is really full of surprises, everyone is a talent.

And while he was thinking, the sea of ​​​​fire swept over. (End of chapter)