At the Huaxia Wuhun Base, Ren Bing in a white coat stood in the hall of the research center with his hands behind his back. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood. Today, the place seemed to have become a temporary operating room.

An operating table was placed in the center of the hall, and two vertical treatment tanks were placed less than two feet away from the operating table. Two staff members in white coats stood beside the treatment tanks at any time.

Dr. He is holding a scalpel that looks like a butcher's knife in his hand. The wrinkles on his old face are shrinking and shrinking, filled with excitement. The knife is a special high-speed steel alloy knife with a thin blade and a wide back. It can cut meat and remove bones.

Xiangyi gave it to the butcher with a smile. What he was going to dissect today was not a pig, but a strong man who stood at the pinnacle of ancient martial arts. It was indeed exciting to let him live the addiction of being a surgeon.

Lying on the operating table was a man with a strong build. His bronze-colored tendons exuded a faint sheen. This man was born with a lion's nose and a face full of flesh. At a glance, you could tell that he was not a kind person. He was the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Sect.

Zhang Zhen'e, now that the Dragon and Tiger Sect has become history, this sect that has just entered the semi-sacred realm has become meat on the chopping board, no, because it should be meat on the operating table.

Ren Bing walked a few steps slowly to the operating table, nodded to Dr. He and said: "Let's get started, pay attention to safety!"

Dr. He was eager to try the bright butcher's knife in his hand, and he opened his mouth and replied: "Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to safety. At worst, I will hold the handle of the knife with both hands..."

Ren Bing sighed, pointed at the person on the operating table and said: "I'm not telling you to pay attention to safety, I'm telling you to pay attention to his safety and don't let him get off the operating table." He was really worried about Dr. He being the surgeon, especially

After hearing that the doctor was going to operate with a knife with both hands, he wanted to kick the old man away. Even if he was killing a pig, he couldn't hold a knife with both hands, right?

Dr. He smiled awkwardly and said: "Don't worry, taking out the inner elixir is just like cutting out the cecum. Even if you accidentally cut off the rectum, it will be fine. There are two treatment tanks on display. As long as the person still has breath, he can be brought back."

Ren Bing waved his hand and said: "Let's start the operation. After taking out the inner elixir, there are still important things to do."

"Right away!" Dr. He grinned, and turned to the two assistants beside him with a serious face: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Use a pen to draw the position of the inner alchemy. You really want me to cut my rectum!"

The operating table itself is equipped with the latest X-ray scanning function. It is not difficult to determine the position of the inner alchemy. No one here is a real doctor, and there is no need to cover Zhang Zhen'e with a surgical cloth with holes. Just use a big pen

Just draw a mark on your belly.

The two assistants turned on the new X-ray scanner and took a photo of Zhang Zhen'e's belly twice. They were stunned and couldn't find the location of the Dantian, let alone the inner alchemy. They were not ancient warriors, so they couldn't pinpoint the Dantian.

normal.

Standing aside, Dr. He was doing this kind of butcher's work for the first time today. He looked directly at the two assistants with his eyes. Over time, the palm of his knife-handling hand was greasy with sweat, so he could only change the knife with his left hand.

Go to your right hand and wipe the sweat from your palm on the white coat alternately.

"Found it, here!" One of the tall and thin assistants suddenly shouted excitedly. The tip of the big pen in his hand touched Zhang Zhene's crotch. The expression on his face was slightly startled, and he said in surprise: "Hey! Why is he half a saint?

The realm warrior has two inner elixirs? Is this the real master?"

Another short and fat assistant glanced at the object that the tall and thin assistant pointed with the tip of the big pen, stayed there for two seconds and then cursed in a low voice: "What a master, this is Takamaru, men have two pills, keep looking!"

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The two assistants calmed down and continued to scan with X-rays. After another five minutes, the tall and thin man pointed the area under Zhang Zhenye's belly button with a big pen, and whispered to himself: "Here, it's strange, this inner elixir

Why does it look like a cracked ice cup with cracks all over the surface?"

The pudgy assistant stepped forward and took a look at the display screen above the instrument. Sure enough, he saw an object that resembled a miniature statue in Zhang Zhen'e's belly. There were circles of irregular spider web-like cracks on the surface of the object. This object should be the inner elixir.

"Quick! Draw a symbol with a pen, and leave the rest to the doctor." The short and fat assistant finally confirmed that this thing is the inner alchemy. The tall and thin assistant immediately understood, found the right place, and used a large pen to draw on the skin above the inner alchemy.

Got a black cross.

"Doctor, it's okay." The tall and thin assistant breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Dr. He who kept wiping sweat on his white coat. The old man had never been so nervous as he was today, and his nervousness was mixed.

With a hint of excitement, no matter what, there is a first time, as long as I can successfully take out the Half-Saint Inner Alchemy, all the hard work will be rewarded.

Dr. He tightened the handle of the knife, raised his hand and pointed the tip of the knife at the mark on Zhang Zhenye's belly. His palm went down, and the tip of the knife pierced the skin, and then he used force to open a several-inch long gash on his belly.

Blood flowed out like a fountain.

Dr. He didn't care about stopping the bleeding at this time. He continued to turn the tip of the knife diagonally and push it into the gap. Because it was difficult to use force, he deliberately cut open a few inches along both ends of the gap until the inner elixir could be seen...

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Zhang Zhenye, who had been poisoned by neurotoxin, was lying quietly on the operating table like a lifeless corpse, letting this genius doctor who was even worse than a butcher toss around in his belly. He could not feel any pain now, but he

I can feel something faintly again.

Ancient warriors are very fragile when they don't have the protective aura to cover their bodies. Zhang Zhen Ekong has a semi-sacred realm but can't use it. Dr. Ren He can only toss him like a cheap rag doll.

"It's weird, the inner alchemy in Zhang Zhenye's Dantian is so tight that it can be dug out with his fingers!" Dr. He discovered a situation that left people speechless.

Unable to pull it out, in desperation, he stretched out two fingers and hooked them into the opponent's Dantian, clamped the inner elixir covered with ice cracks and pulled it out forcefully.

Poof! An inner elixir full of ice cracks was torn out of Zhang Zhenye’s broken Dantian by Dr. He in the most barbaric way. This also indicates that a once powerful semi-holy warrior has since become a powerful warrior.

Ordinary people are even pitiful old people. Without internal strength support, they will completely turn into a centenarian, with various physiological functions declining rapidly until they die.

Phew! Doctor He breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes fixed on the bloody semi-saint inner elixir at his fingertips. His master could feel the powerful energy contained in this inner elixir, and was completely unaware of Zhang Zhenhe on the operating table.

He is aging at an incredible speed. The bronzed muscles all over his body are rapidly shrinking as if dehydrated, and the luster on his skin has become dull. What is even stranger is that the entire body is shrinking sharply according to a certain proportion like a deflated doll.
Chapter completed!