The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 441 Sulfuric Acid... Is It Fake?

"Help!" Zheng Luyue and Sister Fang hissed at the same time.

But... it's too late.

The guests closest to them were shocked.

Yes, they have experienced the scene of being signed by onlookers.

But this time is different...there is strong acid in the glass bottle.

Even the guests who were able to rush up in the first place had to stop subconsciously.

Everyone eats with their faces, no one can resist that.

What if it is praised by the whole society afterwards?

Fate is your own, and your face is yours.

Please allow us to be selfish.

Zheng Luyue hugged Sister Fang, half-side facing the man.

Sister Fang was even more frightened.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed in her mind, and only one picture remained after a moment-Zhou Yang persuaded her to call the police.

Endless regret came to my heart.

"I... why don't I listen to Zhou Yang?"

The man smirked and put the glass bottle mouth down, and the transparent liquid poured out instantly and poured it on the faces of the two beautiful girls.

All the audience were dumbfounded.

That's it!

A tragedy is about to happen before their eyes.

At the moment when the Qianjun made a shot, a figure rushed over like lightning, clasping the man's wrist, and blocking the two girls with his generous body.

"Zhou Yang!"

Almost all the guests exclaimed.

It was Zhou Yang who shot.

Zhou Yang discovered the problem when the man began to shout.

When the man took out the glass bottle, Zhou Yang put down Xiao Wang behind him.

When the concentrated acid splashed out, Zhou Yang had already started sprinting towards Xiaoyue's position.

When Zhou Yang cut off the plan, the man became angry and drew a dagger from his waist with his left hand and stabbed Zhou Yang.

The guests and audience exclaimed again.

"Brother!" Zheng Luyue screamed.

She seemed to see the horrible picture of Zhou Yang being stabbed.

Zhou Yang sneered and let go of the opponent's wrist, both hands grasped the opponent's hand holding the knife.

"Go and die!" The man smirked and tilted the mouth of the bottle full of sulfuric acid towards Zhou Yang.

The clear, destructive and corrosive liquid was poured directly on Zhou Yang’s face, neck and chest. before.

"hiss!"

The smelly smoke instantly rose up, completely surrounding Zhou Yang's face.

His clothes turned black and carbonized at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"No!" Zheng Luyue was heartbroken.

Zhou Yang is everything to her!

Sister Fang was cold all over.

Everyone's heartbeat stopped at this moment.

That's it!

A new star that has just risen fell,

At the same time, the security guards finally rushed over to catch the murderer.

The man struggled hard, his face was abnormally flushed.

"Hahaha... it's over, it's over!" he roared.

Little Wang, the fat **** one side, was suffocating a wave of anger.

Xiao Wang roared, and over two hundred jin of body rushed towards the assailant.

"I'm sitting to death!" Xiao Wang jumped up (about 20 centimeters from the ground) and sat down on the man's body.

"Puff!" The security guards were taken down instantly, and the murderer spouted blood.

"Dare to hurt my idol, sit to death you, sit to death you!" Xiao Wang has lost his mind, and hit the murderer all at once.

...

"Brother..." Zheng Luyue couldn't see Zhou Yang's face, she didn't dare to look.

Zhou Yang still turned his back to them, still smoking.

"Zhou Yang!" The members of the director group and other guests could no longer hold back, put down their work and surrounded them together.

Suddenly, Zhou Yang stretched out a hand and made a stopping gesture.

Immediately afterwards, the security guards opposite Zhou Yang changed their expressions, as if they had seen something incredible.

The assailant man who was still roaring just now was dumbfounded, pointing at Zhou Yang, shaking all over.

The audience was deadly silent.

Zhou Yang slowly turned around.

The light smoke gradually dissipated, and everyone slowly saw his face clearly.

too horrible!

Zhou Yang's epidermal tissue has been completely destroyed, exposing the underlying muscles and bones.

But what makes everyone even more frightening is that Zhou Yang's wounded parts of his face, neck and chest are healing quickly.

Those locations that were burned beyond recognition are like water stains under the sun, rapidly becoming smaller... and finally disappearing.

The light smoke dissipated, and the air was still filled with the smell of strong acid burning the skin.

But Zhou Yang's face has recovered as before.

He touched his face and finally made sure that nothing happened.

He smiled.

"Yeah!" Cheers resounded like mountains and tsunami.

Everyone was shocked by the miracle in front of them.

Xiaoyue threw into Zhou Yang's arms and howled.

Sister Fang wanted to go over and express it, but after thinking about it, she bowed deeply to Zhou Yang in place.

It was Zhou Yang who saved her career.

"Pap. Pap. Pap!" The director began to applaud, as did the cast and crew.

In their view, Zhou Yang is not just a flying guest, he is a hero.

He saved Sister Fang, saved Zheng Luyue, and saved the entire show.

Without Zhou Yang's desperate attack, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Impossible! Impossible! That is strong sulfuric acid!" The assailant man screamed desperately under Xiao Wang.

He was shocked by Zhou Yang's miraculous performance, but the last trace of stubbornness in his heart was still burning him.

Zhou Yang turned his head, walked to him with a smile, and picked up the remaining half bottle of sulfuric acid.

If it hadn't been for the basic strengthening of the skin's acid resistance after being promoted to the intermediate male god, he would not dare to play like this today.

"You said this is concentrated sulfuric acid?" Zhou Yang shook the bottle.

"Yes, it is strong sulfuric acid. I configured it myself! Only in this way can Fang's beauty belong to me forever!" The man stared at sister Fang with blood red eyes, and said affectionately to her with an almost abnormal expression, "Fang, It doesn’t matter if you have no beauty, I will always be with you! Trust me!"

"You have no reason to stand it! No reason!" The murderer turned his head and stared at Zhou Yang fiercely, "Next time you won't be so lucky!"

"Really?" Zhou Yang frowned slightly.

He lifted the bottle and shook it against the sun, the liquid hit the bottle wall.

He slowly dropped the mouth of the bottle and pointed it at his mouth.

"Zhou Yang, what are you doing?"

The audience exclaimed.

"What...what does it taste like?" Zhou Yang muttered to himself and took a sip.

Everyone is stupid.

This Nima...what the **** is it?

The murderer was also stupid.

That is concentrated sulfuric acid!

Zhou Yang closed his eyes, 　 slightly frowned, as if reminiscing the smell of sulfuric acid.

After a moment, he opened his eyes...

"belch!"

Zhou Yang let out a puff of blue smoke.

Everyone has lost the ability to think.

Zhou Yang suddenly smiled and said to the director: "Don't broadcast this content!"

"...Oh..." The director nodded mechanically.

Zhou Yang carried the bottle to the murderer.

"Your sulfuric acid... is fake?" Zhou Yang shook the bottle, "The concentration is not enough!"

Everyone is absolutely crushed.

Anti-acid skin, plus iron-like digestive system.

From this perspective, Zhou Yang is already invincible.

...

The day of ups and downs is finally over.

After Zhou Yang and the director quickly discussed, the program team announced that the scene just now was specially arranged, and I hope everyone will not be afraid.

As for the sulfuric acid burn skin, it is a special effect of the prop set.

The onlookers dissipated half-belief.

At dinner, Zhou Yang inevitably became the core of the whole program group.

Some issues must be explained. Zhou Yang could only bring the military out, saying that he was cooperating with the military to do some experiments, and hoped that everyone could keep the secrets strictly.

The guests forcibly suppressed the gossip heart.

After everyone had fun, they went back to their rooms.

Zhou Yang took a bath and rested on the bed, and suddenly received a call from Xiaoyue.

"Brother, help, come!" On the phone, Xiao Yue was terrified.

Without saying anything, Zhou Yang rushed out of the house and came to Xiaoyue's door.

Just when he was about to kick open the door and rush in, the door suddenly opened.

A white arm stretched out, pulled Zhou Yang's pajamas, and dragged him into the room.