Miao Pu took a deep look at Zhang Guohua, who had become a little weak and naive at the moment. He didn't say anything. He knew that nothing he said was completely meaningless. For a frame-up that had been planned for a long time, any words seemed too obvious.
So if you can't get on the stage, is it possible to shout that the other party is unethical or that you are the second best?
Having figured it out, Miao Pu knocked on the surrounding walls like a walk, holding on to a little fantasy to see if there were any weak links. Of course, disappointment was to be expected. This place seemed to be for people like him.
Designed by such people.
The dirty, foul-smelling water is flowing down the wall. At this rate, it won't take a few hours to fill the room.
Zhang Guohua quietly looked at Miao Pu groping around, and he smiled, quite contentedly, "No need to exert any effort, there are no dead ends, haha... are you afraid of death?"
When Miao Pu heard this, he frowned sharply, and then showed his signature grin. This smile did not make anyone feel happy or close at all, but just a creepy coldness: "Could it be that
Aren't you afraid of death?" He paused for a moment, then squeezed out something from between his teeth, "Mr. Zhang, I can tell you responsibly, you will definitely die before me, I guarantee it!"
Zhang Guohua seemed unaffected and chuckled and nodded: "You will know soon whether I am afraid of death." Then, Zhang Guohua gave a mysterious smile: "As for your guarantee, Brother Miao, maybe you want
I'm disappointed, haha..." In his words, the cat-and-mouse attitude was clearly revealed. This was a very explicit provocation.
Miao Pu let out a long breath. He was trying hard to restrain the urge to kill this bastard right now. After all, there was no benefit at all from doing so. Suddenly, Miao Pu seemed to have thought of something. It seemed a little bit...
Xiaoxuan said happily: "Mr. Zhang may not know that my massage techniques are quite good. Everyone who has tried them says they are good. Maybe you can give it a try later!" Miao Pu's seemingly happy smile was revealing.
A bit ruthless and cruel.
Zhang Guohua obviously understood what he meant, but he acted very calmly, "Young man, you are still too young. You can't play dirty tricks."
"Oh?" Miao Pu said in a long voice, seemingly questioning how he could make this person named Zhang unable to live or die.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Guohua simply took out a sharp scalpel from his jacket pocket.
Miao Pu smiled very happily. He wanted to fight him with a small knife that was about an inch long. Don't be too funny!
However, Miao Pu soon stopped laughing.
Zhang Guohua's scalpel was not used to fight him, but to kill himself.
With lightning speed, Zhang Guohua calmly cut his own neck open with a scalpel, very deep! Not only did he cut off the blood vessels, trachea, and even the muscles and tendons! "Gurgling" was accompanied by fine bubbles,
The blood rushes out instantly under the pumping pressure of the heart!
At this moment, Miao Pu was a little confused, "Nani? So cruel..." In his mind, the man named Zhang didn't look like the master who wanted to play with him to death. This guy was going to make trouble.
What kind?
Zhang Guohua's calmness and calmness when he committed suicide deeply shocked Miao Pu. The feeling was strange and indescribable, as if life itself was just a dispensable thing to Zhang Guohua, not worth caring about at all.
Miao Pu's feelings were confused in an instant. He was good at disguise, good at calculation, superb acting skills, calm, rational, decisive and crazy! Zhang Guohua gave Miao Pu enough impact. How could such a person die so easily? Here
The survivors' respect for Zhang Guohua was obviously not fake, and it was really unbelievable that a leader would take his own life so lightly. Miao Pu felt a little over the top.
"Huh?" Miao Pu, who was thinking, discovered some strange phenomena. A steam-like green mist actually rose from Zhang Guohua's corpse, and it lingered for a long time.
This light mist looks a bit like the powerful biological energy of the Awakened, but not quite. It feels very strange. This is the first time Miao Pu has encountered this thing.
As the green light rose, the face of the dead Zhang Guohua changed rapidly. In more than ten seconds, the corpse on the ground turned into a completely different person.
First of all, the age of the deceased on the ground is definitely no more than 30 years old. Secondly, no matter who the corpse on the ground is, it will never be the same person that Miao Pu saw before. The facial features are too different. Finally, the dead person on the ground now is a
It is absolutely true that ordinary people, Miao Pu has thoroughly checked and confirmed this.
Now things are getting serious. Is this a supernatural incident?
After a slight adjustment, Miao Pu calmed down his emotions. He probably realized the key to the problem. What Zhang Guohua killed was not himself, but something like a double or a clone. As for how he did it, Miao Pu
Pu couldn't figure it out. In short, things are going very wrong!
at the same time.
In a certain room in the underground garage, the screams rang out for more than two minutes before they gradually subsided.
Not long after, Zhang Guohua walked out of the room dripping with sweat. From time to time, traces of crawling appeared on his face, as if there were small insects crawling under his skin.
He turned into a simple bathroom and took a simple shower. When he dried himself, someone had already brought his clothes to him.
The person holding the clothes was a young man with a very respectful attitude. At this moment, Zhang Guohua was not even half honest. The aura of the superior man was not only visible from the side but also emanating from head to toes, giving him a vague aura of an emperor.
While the young man was carefully changing Zhang Guohua's clothes, he said with a bit of flattery: "Uncle, last time it was Xiaohua, it's my turn this time!"
Zhang Guohua, who had finished dressing up, glanced sideways at the young man and asked, "Tell me, why did I give you the power crystal?"
When the young man heard that he had a chance, he immediately flattered him even more: "I am your nephew! I will take good care of you in the future, I promise..."
Zhang Guohua laughed a few times, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Don't think that I don't know about some of the things you usually do behind my back. If it weren't for my sister, who is just a son like you, she would just tell you what I said over and over again.
Just turning a deaf ear is enough to throw you into a ditch and feed you blood leeches!"
As soon as the young man heard this, he immediately knelt down with a "pop" and pulled Zhang Guohua's lapel in a coquettish manner. "Uncle, I know I was wrong. You are my uncle. Give me another chance!"
Saying this, he kowtows.
Zhang Guohua did not embarrass the young man, and held him back, "Okay, stop pretending! I will not move on the crystal obtained this time. Whether it will eventually fall into your hands depends on your performance. Also, you
If you continue to do things behind your back, no one can protect you..."