From the time travel, I became extraordinary

The simple wooden house is only about ten to twenty square meters in area.

There wasn't even a proper wooden bed, just some hay spread on the ground, covered with a few straw mats.

Sadu led the way, and Jiang Yao followed behind him slowly with his hands behind his back.

The moment he walked into the wooden house, a few young men with dark faces curled up on straw mats caught his eye.

It is true that these werewolves in Wolf Valley still retain some of the living habits of wolves.

However, before they transformed into giant wolves, they looked no different from ordinary people.

If this place was not in the Wolf Valley, but in some other place, even Jiang Yao would find it difficult to determine whether they were ordinary people or werewolves.

"The poison of the Black Evil Palm?" Jiang Yao walked a few steps toward those guys, squatted down, and checked their physical condition.

In just a moment, he had figured out the source of the poisonous wounds on these werewolves.

After all, he had not only cultivated the Black Evil Palm martial art to perfection, but also created a highly poisonous effect.

Most of the ordinary staff members in the Emergency Affairs Management Office are fake warriors who were created by relying on the spiritual jade that carried the Black Evil Palm inheritance that he gave to Mr. Zhu.

It is normal that the two companions who died at the hands of this group of werewolves and came to the British Empire with his younger brother Zeng Lin and Zhu Mingxu would know about the Black Evil Palm.

Their strength is just at the Skin Training Realm, and the Black Evil Palm Poison refined on their palms is not very strong, but for those werewolves who have never been exposed to this kind of poison, they cannot resist it, and it is not surprising that they are in their current state.

"Lord Blood God!"

"Lord Blood God!"

……

Jiang Yao frowned and just stood up when Quinlan and Dracula appeared at the door of the wooden house.

They walked a few steps to Jiang Yao, bowed to him respectfully and greeted him.

"Yes!" Jiang Yao nodded slightly and asked casually, "Have you completed the search of the wooden house area? Did you two find anything?"

His question fell into the ears of Quinlan and Dracula. The two looked at each other and nodded.

Kunlan spoke up and reported: "In the middle, in a relatively large wooden house, we found several laptops."

"Those SAS guys have set up surveillance equipment in many areas of Wolf Valley."

"In order to prevent the news from leaking out, we have taken the initiative to destroy all those items."

"Apart from the technological equipment that was out of place in Wolf Valley and clearly did not belong to them, we found some simple daily necessities in the other wooden houses in this area, and nothing else suspicious."

……

While talking, both he and Dracula would glance at Jiang Yao out of the corner of their eyes from time to time.

In their minds, the Lord Blood God in front of them was moody and would kill people at any time, but he was never the kind of person who was easy to talk to.

The surveillance images stored in those laptops contained relevant footage of them.

Although they received Jiang Yao's gift and entered the extraordinary world to become members of the blood clan, they knew clearly how capable they were.

Unless they have no choice, they certainly don't want their existence to fall into the eyes of those bigwigs in the upper echelons of the British Empire.

Only after those laptops were completely destroyed could Quinlan and Dracula feel a little relieved.

When doing this, they did not ask Jiang Yao's opinion at all, and when they searched other places later, they also did not see any discoveries.

At this moment, the two of them were obviously worried that Jiang Yao would blame them for their poor performance, so he kicked him again.

"Well, if you didn't find it, then you didn't find it!" Jiang Yao raised his head and looked at Quinlan and Dracula in front of him.

After a slight pause, he spoke again: "If I remember correctly, both of you should be from the Mass Town Police Department."

"As professionals, they should be very good at interrogating and forcing confessions."

"I'll leave these werewolves in front of me to you guys. Interrogate them carefully."

"I am somewhat interested in the origins of this tribe. Why did they choose to stay in this barren Wolf Valley instead of a good human town? I should ask them and see if there is any hidden secret!"

……

Jiang Yao withdrew his gaze from Quinlan and Dracula and returned his sight to the werewolves lying on the straw mat.

Pointing at these guys, he spoke directly and gave orders.

He had used the soul-searching technique twice in one day. The second time he used it, his head almost exploded. He didn't find many useful memories at all, so he had to stop halfway.

As the saying goes, every failure makes you wiser. After this lesson, he didn't dare to use the soul-searching technique again until the chaotic memories in his mind had completely dissipated.

In the real world where there is an extreme lack of resources for cultivation, it is extremely difficult for a warrior to grow up even if he has a high-level inheritance.

Zhu Mingxu has the full support of a big country behind him, but after so many years, he has only barely entered the realm of refining internal organs.

But in this Wolf Valley in front of him, not to mention Craig who has almost reached the world's limit, even Treo who is slightly weaker is definitely much stronger than Zhu Mingxu.

Without any resource support and relying solely on bloodline, is it possible for these werewolves in Wolf Valley to possess such strength?
Jiang Yao was really curious about this.

Are there any secrets in Wolf Valley? Can we force the living wolves to tell us something?
Jiang Yao himself wasn't quite sure, but he just tried to give it a try.

Even if he killed all the surviving werewolves without getting any information out of them, he still wouldn't feel any pain.

"Master Blood God, we do have some experience in torture and forced confessions."

"But these werewolves are already dying, hanging on to their last breath."

"In their current state, it's hard for them to even speak normally. If we want to force something useful out of them..."

Seeing that Jiang Yao did not blame them, Quinlan and Dracula were obviously relieved at first.

But when Jiang Yao's instructions reached the ears of the two men, they looked embarrassed and looked at each other.

After hesitating for a long time, Dracula opened his mouth and responded tentatively.

Although he hadn't finished speaking, the meaning he wanted to express was already clear.

"I will help them remove the toxins in their bodies."

"There is no poison that has corroded their bodies. With the physical constitution of werewolves, it won't take long for them to recover."

"It's just a small task. I just want to ask you guys, can you do it?"

While speaking, Jiang Yao stretched out his hand and touched the werewolves lying on the ground one by one.

The Black Evil Palm martial art was originally passed down from him.

With his level of martial arts, it would be very easy for him to remove the poison from those werewolves. There was no difficulty at all.

As soon as his palm touched those guys, the black air on their faces disappeared immediately. Although their originally black complexion turned pale, it was obvious that there was a little blood color. After doing all this, he stood up, looked at Quinlan and Dracula, and then looked at Sadhu on the other side.

Although his expression remained calm, the words that came out of his mouth clearly contained an unquestionable tone.

"I can do it. I can definitely do it."

"Once the toxins in their bodies are removed and their bodies recover a little, we guarantee that we will be able to get something out of their mouths."

"Lord Blood God, just listen to our good news!"

Seeing that there seemed to be something wrong with Jiang Yao's tone, Quinlan, Dracula and the others shuddered noticeably.

After looking at each other, they quickly spoke and promised while patting their chests.

"It's good that you can do it!" Jiang Yao nodded, and after a slight pause, he added, "There are three werewolves who survived by chance."

"If you have any tricks, there's no need to hide them. Just use them directly."

"I don't care about the process, I only care about the result. If I can really get something useful out of them, even if I kill them all, don't worry, I will definitely not blame you."

"I'll leave this matter to you three. I'm soft-hearted and can't stand the sight of blood. I'm going out to smoke a cigarette and walk around the valley."

"I hope to hear some good news when I come back."

……

A gentle smile returned to his face, and after saying a few words, Jiang Yao put his hands behind his back and walked out of the house slowly.

Soft-hearted? Can't stand the sight of blood?

Seeing Jiang Yao walk out of the wooden house and quickly disappear from their sight, Sadu, Kunlan and others were too tired to complain.

After looking at each other and nodding, they looked fierce and started to get busy.

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A few miles away from Wolf Valley, on a rugged mountain road.

Like a stray dog, Vianney fled in panic.

The expensive tactical camouflage uniform he was wearing had long been tattered and looked like a beggar's outfit.

He was not paying attention and tripped over a tree root that was exposed on the ground. He fell to the ground and rolled over several times.

He covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming, and after getting up from the ground, he gritted his teeth and ran forward again.

The raging thunder and lightning, the strange and vague sea of ​​blood, and the violent shaking that seemed like a landslide. Vianney had not yet climbed to the top of the mountain at that time, so he saw everything with his own eyes.

Although he was a bit far away and could not see clearly the specific situation in the area at the entrance of Wolf Valley, he was certain that the horrifying and shocking scene was definitely related to the young Oriental man.

After all, he is Jiang Yao, the ferocious being who is said to be so powerful that even a nuclear bomb cannot hurt him at all.

"At this time, the werewolves in the valley, as well as my colleagues, are most likely dead."

"Damn it, the satellite phone, I don't know where it fell!"

"From where I am now, if I run another kilometer or two, I should be able to reach the place where we parked when we entered the mountain."

"I hope our car has not encountered any accidents and is still intact."

"With the communication tools in the car, I can contact the higher-ups and report anything about Jiang Yao as soon as possible to prevent them from going further down the wrong path."

……

His eyes were blank and Vianney was mumbling to himself.

The horrifying and terrifying noises in the valley and the scenes he saw from afar almost completely overturned his cognition.

Thinking back to the past, when he first saw the document containing some information about Jiang Yao, he just laughed it off and was still skeptical about it.

But now, he realized that he was just a frog in a well, and had no idea how vast the world outside was.

As an imperial elite and a senior member of the Royal Airborne Special Forces, the various equipment and weapons he was proud of seemed so ridiculous in the face of the real terrifying existence.

With this in mind, he traveled light during the rock climbing process and discarded all his weapons and equipment.

It was also for this reason that he was able to climb up the rock wall and escape without a trace before Jiang Yao and others arrived at the wooden house area.

Although Vianney looked extremely embarrassed at the moment, when he thought about his colleagues who were most likely all killed in the battle, he immediately realized how wise his previous choice was.

More than half an hour later, when Vianney slid down a ridge and got into an off-road vehicle parked at the foot of the mountain, a feeling of joy at surviving the disaster emerged in his mind.

"Hello, Captain Georgiou?"

"I, Vianney!"

"Dead. Except for me, everyone else in our team should be dead."

"Who the hell issued this mission? Do they know what kind of terrifying existence they are facing?"

"The living true god, the owner of file KBFZ000001, the legendary Jiang Yao!"

"Let us SAS deal with that person. They are trying to kill us!"

……

Without even having time to catch his breath, Vianney picked up the car phone and dialed a special number.

Although SAS is world-renowned, it is ultimately just a sharp weapon in the hands of the bigwigs at the top of the empire.

Vianney was certainly not qualified to talk to the big guys at that level, so the call was made to his direct superior.

He was so emotional that he kept talking and talking, and at the end he almost shouted.

After hanging up the phone, he felt weak all over and slumped in the driver's seat.

It took quite a while before he finally recovered a little.

Through the car window, he looked at the forest in the distance that seemed to be ready to devour people at any time. He didn't want to stay in this damn place any longer.

"Andrews, Hashim, Walter, Roland..."

"Last night, we were drinking and having fun together, but today, you and I are separated."

"Have a good journey. Farewell, brothers."

"Don't worry, your widow. I will take good care of them for you!"

With a look of sadness on his face, Vianney let out a long sigh.

He started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car shot off into the distance like an arrow. (End of this chapter)