Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this guy covered in blood. You have to clean him up when you take him back. How many points will this waste?"

The plan was executed perfectly, but some people were not satisfied.

But as soon as he said these words, Sangouzi retorted, "If the boss appreciates this thing, what does the point of giving him bath flowers count?"

"Too."

The man responded, and then said: "This guy was quite fierce when he killed the mutant. He won't take revenge on us after being taken advantage of by the boss, right?"

"What are you thinking about? Can he survive the boss's habit?"

Sangouzi sneered disdainfully at the boy who was leaning against the tree with his eyes closed. He watched the thick blood from his blood-stained hair sliding down to his chin along the perfect outline of his face, and swallowed it involuntarily. Swallowing his saliva, he only glanced at the tablet for a few times. After taking a closer look, he realized that this boy was really good-looking. Even if there was a lot of blood on his body, it could not block his own dazzling light.

"Well... before you give it to the boss, do you want us to..."

Sangouzi was a little moved. When he made this suggestion, his hand reached out to the person who seemed unable to resist, but before his hand touched the person, he only felt a pain in his arm, and then saw his His arm was thrown in the air and then punched out!

He yelled while covering the wound where his arm was cut off in an instant. His red eyes were so painful that he stared at the boy who didn't know when he would make a move, "You——"

"You're too noisy."

The lines that have appeared in the corners of his eyes are covered with blood, and the dark green covering almost the entire pupils of his eyes makes him look a little scary, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. Just one look is enough to make people feel chilled all over. Dare to act rashly.

The anesthetic prevented him from moving freely, so he could only use the ability that he had already awakened but had no chance to use because Mu Jing was too strong.

The dark green mist wrapped around him looked like a living thing. If you look closely, they were like a poisonous snake with a bowl-mouth diameter coiled around him. Its tongue was lazily resting on his shoulder, and its eyes were directed towards it. The master's evil intentions were watched by several people, as if calculating who to bite next.

Azheng and the others quickly rubbed their eyes. When they discovered that the mist on his body was just mist and not a poisonous snake, they breathed a sigh of relief, but soon held their breath again!

Because, the mist has dispersed all around, forming a high wall that seems easy to pass through, but also carries a strong oppressive force!

"Team, captain, he, he shouldn't understand now. Why don't we... let's give him another shot!"

The other party is a person with abilities, and his resistance to the effects of anesthetics is much higher than that of ordinary people. If he tries it again now, he might faint.

Yin Ze opened his eyes slightly. When he heard someone say this, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He tried to lift his arms. When he found that he could move, he slowly stood up under their frightened eyes. He straightened his body, rubbed his arms with some veins, and said: "This level of medicine is useless to me."

The sound was very soft, but to Azheng's ears, it was like tens of thousands of needles pricking them!

"You, what level of ability are you?!"

Only when one party exceeds the other party by too much will there be such a sense of oppression. He doesn't look very old, how could he...