Chapter 1659: Undercurrent

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early morning.

While Qin Yang was having breakfast with Levins, the four of them, led by a white-haired old man, walked through the hall on the first floor, and then came to a room in the deepest part of the castle.

The white-haired old man opened the door of the room. There was no decoration in the room, only an authentic entrance.

The five people walked down the tunnel to the depths of the ground. There were many steps one after another, and it was unknown how many there were. It was impossible to see the end at a glance.

Wall lamps were installed on both sides of the tunnel, illuminating the entire tunnel. Five people were walking, and a deep roar came up from the ground. The roar was full of violent emotions, like the roar of a wild beast.

The sound was clear in the tunnel, but the five people who were walking were not surprised at all, as if they were completely used to such roaring sounds, and they were not surprised at all.

The five of them descended at least hundreds of steps. The white-haired old man in the middle opened three solid stainless steel doors, and finally set foot on the ground.

This is a huge underground space. The huge modern steel pillars support the entire underground cave like a skeleton, and there is a person standing next to the wall of this underground cave.

This man has a long beard and hair, and his whole head is like a hairball. The most surprising thing is that his hands and feet are all tied with a huge shiny black iron chain. Drilled into the ground or the huge steel pillar of the wall, whenever this person makes a move, the huge iron chain will be taken away, making a rattling sound, which looks strange and powerful.

This man has messy white hair all over his head, and a pair of fierce eyes are revealed in the thick hair. He is looking at the five people who walked in with a fierce light. He rushed towards the door, but as soon as he moved, the thick chains on his hands and feet were straightened, holding him tightly, preventing him from rushing to the entrance of the tunnel.

The white-haired old man looked calm, ignoring the ferocity of the imprisoned man, stopped calmly, put down a box in his hand, and waved to the four people behind him: "Get ready."

The four men nodded and walked up one by one, each took out a blue potion from the white box, opened the potion in front of the white-haired old man, and sucked all the potion into a syringe with a stainless steel sleeve Inside, they each took out a gun with a somewhat special shape from their bodies, and put a stainless steel syringe filled with liquid medicine on the front end of the gun.

While everyone was busy, the man standing at the farthest among the four quietly took out a bottle that was exactly the same shape and size as the potion in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the bottle from the The liquid medicine taken out of the box disappeared immediately, but the medicine he took out appeared in his hand, and then the liquid inside was quickly sucked into the syringe.

"Is everything ready?"

The white-haired old man looked at everyone intently, watching everyone complete the preparations, and then waved his hand.

"aim!"

Four people, all four guns aimed at the old man who was chained.

"shoot!"

Four people pulled the trigger at the same time, whoosh, whoosh, four special syringes with medicine were fired instantly.

The limbs of the old man who was chained by iron chains were all locked by thick black chains, and there was no room for him to move and dodge at all. He could only watch the four syringes sticking to his upper body, and the liquid medicine in them followed suit. With huge inertia, it was all injected into his body in an instant.

Feeling the pain, the old man's veins bulged, his muscles bulged high, like pieces of solid steel plates, and the muscles exuded a light luster like metal.

The old man was struggling and pulling crazily, the huge force straightened the heavy black iron chain, and the huge iron pillar connected to the iron chain was shaking crazily because of his strength, as if the next second, those huge iron chains The column is about to fly off the ground.

The white-haired old man stood quietly, observing the old man's movements carefully, with nervous eyes.

Soon, the old man's frenzied struggle weakened, and the bulging muscles all over his body gradually calmed down. Finally, his whole body fell to the ground, as if those heavy iron chains had become a huge burden that crushed his body. On the ground, panting weakly, the original madness gradually turned into calm.

The tense muscles of the white-haired old man also relaxed. He raised his wrist, looked at the time, waited quietly for another five minutes, and then carefully walked towards the old man who was limp on the ground.

The old man's beard was very long, and his hair was also very long. Amidst the thick beard and hair, his eyes had regained their clarity. He stared at the white-haired old man in front of him with somewhat complicated eyes.

The white-haired old man bowed respectfully to the old man: "Old Ancestor, please forgive my offense!"

The old man let out a long sigh: "What's the matter this time?"

The white-haired old man stepped forward respectfully, took off all the syringes on the old man, and at the same time replied respectfully: "Ancestor, we have invited a genius doctor from China, and we will arrange for the treatment of the old ancestor later, I hope Can help the ancestors."

The old man frowned: "Huaxia's miracle doctor?"

The white-haired old man introduced Qin Yang in the most concise words, and finally said with a slightly helpless expression: "We have hired all the doctors we could have before, and we are helpless about your situation, Patriarch. China is an oriental civilization. The ancient country has countless excellent and mysterious inheritances, and Qin Yang's Yinmen lineage has been passed down for thousands of years, and the history even exceeds that of our Keman family, so there may be some different methods of diagnosis and treatment."

The old man's eyes were complicated, and then a fierce light flashed again, but it disappeared in an instant: "Then let's take a look."

The white-haired old man stood up respectfully: "Old Ancestor, please take a rest and calm down your body. The doctor will arrive in about twenty minutes."

The old man closed his eyes, hummed, and stopped talking.

The white-haired old man stood up and led the four of them towards the outside. Soon, the dungeon returned to calm again.

The old man seemed to be dead, lying quietly, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were flickering, his face struggled, his eyes were sometimes ferocious and brutal, and sometimes calm and stern, and with the change of his face, the calm muscles on his body had slightly swelled up again, exuding a glow again. Shine like metal...