Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1426 - 688_2

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The Illuminati members are gathered at a secluded farmhouse, tension high due to an unspecified threat. While some members express frustration and prepare for action, others tend to a severely injured young man, highlighting the dangerous nature of their work. Their temporary meeting is interrupted by the arrival of Fang Cheng, who seeks to understand the situation.

Lin Chuqiao continued:

"They originally belonged to an underground assassin organization hidden in the shadows. They made up their minds to leave the quagmire and join us, but their plans were leaked during their defection."

"The person in charge on the other side is extremely malicious, and deliberately set a trap to lure Li Jie and Li Fei to a rendezvous point. As soon as they arrived, they fell into an ambush. Li Jie, to cover Li Fei’s escape, fought desperately alone but was captured on the spot. His fate is currently unknown. Although Li Fei managed to break through the encirclement and escape back, he’s severely injured."

As they spoke, their steps never stopped, and they had already stepped through the courtyard gate.

Fatty Hu immediately came over, his fists clenched and making crackling sounds, and spoke in a coarse voice:

"Chairman, those bastards have gone too far! They dared to injure our new brothers. Ahjie and Ah Fei, these two kids are to my liking, they were just drinking with me the day before yesterday."

"Just say the word, and we’ll grab our weapons and take down their lair, show them whose turf East Capital is!"

Clearly, he has fully integrated into the life of the Illuminati organization, especially getting along quite well with the newcomers, and is particularly protective on ordinary days.

Fei Ying, although not speaking, slightly shifted his steps, his gaze exceptionally sharp.

The two of them now moved swiftly, exuding an irrepressible murderous aura.

The injuries left from before at the Silver Wing Building had evidently healed completely, showing no trace of having been wounded.

Even Xu Kuan, who was always honest and straightforward, grabbed a heavy steel wrench from his toolbox, his eyes filled with a spirit of shared enmity.

Fang Cheng nodded slightly toward them and said in a steady tone:

"Let’s talk about taking action later, where is the injured brother?"

"In that guest room."

Lin Chuqiao raised her hand to point to the room on the west side of the first-floor corridor.

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng stepped forward.

The crowd instinctively made way, then swarmed after him inside.

As soon as Fang Cheng appeared, a stabilizer-like aura instantly radiated.

The anxiety and unease that had filled the courtyard vanished in an instant.

He lifted the curtain and walked into the room.

The room wasn’t large, yet it was crowded with many people.

The ceiling fan whirred, but it couldn’t dispel the smell of blood.

Looking over the shoulders of Xiao Shuai and others, Fang Cheng just saw the man lying on the bed.

His face was ashen, his chest and arms covered in deep knife wounds, the flesh turned outward.

Even though he had been bandaged, blood was still faintly seeping out.

What was more striking was his exposed neck and arms.

The once normal veins now appeared an eerie dark blue, and with each visible pulse, they seemed to be pushing upward.

"This is..."

Fang Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, his heart trembling a bit.

He stepped forward, keenly observing Li Fei’s neck.

He vaguely saw, under the thin layer of skin, countless small thread-like objects darting rapidly, constantly poking the skin into small protrusions.

It seemed as if something alive was about to burst out at any moment, tearing through the flesh.

"Chairman, you’re here?"

Xiao Shuai had just sprinkled medicinal powder on a wound and, upon seeing Fang Cheng, quickly stepped back half a step, lowering his head respectfully.

Jiang Yun, Bai Ling, and Xiao Ya also stopped what they were doing and softly called out "Chairman."

The black-clad woman standing at the foot of the bed turned around. She wasn’t injured but had a lot of other people’s blood on her, her hair disheveled, eyes swollen and red.

"What’s the condition?"

Fang Cheng asked Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun wiped the blood off her hands, her brows tightly knit, and replied:

"The external injuries look scary, but none have injured major arteries, I’ve already dealt with them."

"The troublesome thing is the internal injuries, his pulse is extremely chaotic, and his muscles are spasming uncontrollably."

"Not only won’t the fever break, but even sedatives aren’t working. It’s as if something has invaded his body?"

"It should be a parasite!"

The Professor came over from the back of the crowd, adding in a deep voice:

"This is the method the assassin organization uses to control defectors, similar to Miaojiang Gu Poison, planting a parasite inside the target’s body."

"In the underground circles, this sinister stuff is called ’Three Corpses Brain God Pill.’ Once it activates, the worm will directly roam through the blood vessels, eventually crawling up into the brain to gnaw on the neural tissue."

"The poisoned person will be tortured to death alive by extreme pain and unbearable itching, and if an antidote is not administered in time, they might not last one day."

Upon hearing this, the black-clad woman’s face turned pale, her legs gave way, and she directly knelt before Fang Cheng.

"Chairman, I beg you, save my second senior brother!"

She lifted her head, her voice tinged with a despairing sob:

"And my senior brother Li Jie...he was trapped there alone protecting us so we could escape. Please show great mercy and save them!"

This woman is named Li Ran, she, along with Li Fei and Li Jie, are members Professor recruited recently.

Fang Cheng has seen them several times, naturally he recognizes them.

He glanced over at Li Fei lying on the bed, then spoke in a calm and steady tone:

"You can get up now. I have a way to cure his Gu poison."

As soon as these words came out, Li Ran froze in place.

Her tear-filled eyes widened slightly, her sobbing halted momentarily, as if she couldn’t believe her ears.

Standing beside her, Lin Chuqiao’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Professor pushed his glasses, his gaze revealing some exploration and expectation.

Outside the door, Fatty Hu widened his eyes and slightly opened his mouth.

Clearly, he never expected that besides being good at Kung Fu and having hard fists, the Chairman also knows how to heal.

Fang Cheng paid no mind to the others’ astonishment.

He immediately stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to expel the poison.

He lowered his right hand, index and middle fingers together, pressing steadily on the "Baihui Acupoint" atop Li Fei’s head.

As soon as fingertips touched, they felt a searing heat beneath the scalp.

That is the evil heat triggered by poison insects invading the brain.

Li Fei’s throat emitted a series of indistinct groans, the muscles of his entire neck strained like cast iron, eyes incessantly rolling up white.

In the room, the blades of the electric fan hummed as they sliced the muggy air.

Fang Cheng’s eyelids lowered slightly, while in his mind emerged the mysterious rhythm captured at dawn in the back mountain.

The Qi Sea in the Dantian surged.

A wave of thick True Qi flowed along the arm meridians toward the fingertips, yet at the instant of penetration, he constrained it instantly with powerful spiritual power.

In an extremely subtle perception, that violent True Qi transformed into tens of thousands of extremely fine golden threads.

They easily penetrated the barrier of the skull, directly plunging into the depths of Li Fei’s brain.

At this moment, inside the cranium, dozens of translucent threadworms were wandering, ravenously gnawing at the fragile brain nerves.

"Scatter."

A surge of thought suddenly rose in Fang Cheng’s mind.

The threads of True Qi woven in the brain quickly intertwined, forming numerous tiny golden webs.

These nets precisely bypassed the fragile brain tissue, capturing all of the wriggling worm bodies.

Right after that, the Qi Field oscillated at high frequency.

No external strength leaks to damage the brain, only extremely subtle damage occurs beneath the skin and flesh.

The oscillating True Qi was like invisible blades, instantly destroyed the parasitic bodies, shattering them into a pool of remains.

"Uh..."

Lying on the bed, Li Fei suddenly let out a breath of stale air, the previously stiff back finally relaxing.

But the greenish-black veins on his face and neck, due to the accumulation of toxins and worm corpses, swelled ever more frightfully.

Once the most dangerous brain infestation was resolved, handling the remaining trunk portions was naturally easy.

Fang Cheng turned his wrist, his fingers tracing downward along the back of Li Fei’s neck, successively pressing on major acupoints like the Da Zhui and the Zhi Yang. Each point touched, a fine stream of True Qi entered through the skin. Following the same method, within a very short time, the Gu worms lurking around the spine, blood vessels, and viscera were all shredded and crushed.

After confirming there were no more living creatures inside, Fang Cheng withdrew his hand, glancing at the nearby medicine box:

"Is there emetic medicine? Feed it to him."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shuai quickly dug into the medicine box and retrieved a bottle of emetic solution mixed with high concentration salt water.

Fang Cheng clasped Li Fei’s jawbones with both hands, forcibly prying open his clenched teeth.

Xiao Shuai followed by uncorking the glass bottle, pouring the majority of the emetic down the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the liquid entered his throat, Fang Cheng’s left palm already pressed against Li Fei’s stomach.

A strand of domineering True Qi penetrated the skin, fiercely lifting upward, forcibly stimulating his stomach and intestines into a reverse upheaval.

Li Fei’s eyes bulged outward, his chest heaved intensely.

His entire body flipped sideways to the edge of the bed, right hand clinging tightly to the wooden frame, mouth wide open.

"Waa—"

A torrent of fetid black-red blood spewed forth violently, pouring entirely into the basin that Xiao Shuai swiftly delivered.