"This old guy laughs so hard he deserves a beating."
Wang Jin curled his lips and looked at Zhao Guangming intently.
"You two have the same expression now."
Leonard coughed slightly and changed into a comfortable sitting position.
The originally tense battlefield seemed to have turned into a stage for two people.
The woman who died seven years ago, and the man who died seven years ago.
Of course, how long this scene can last depends entirely on Liuli.
As long as the two sides break up, this kind of weird talk about personality is definitely not something they and their group can handle.
However, Wang Jin doesn't really want a mustache to appear now.
Liuli herself knew that neither Zhao Guangming nor Wang Jin had the ability to really send her back.
This is why she can leisurely reminisce with Zhao Guangming.
As long as Mustache's combat power is enough to change the situation, she will kill Wang Jin and his group while the opponent is trying to break the barrier.
The balance cannot be broken, but if it continues like this, it will just sit there and wait for death.
While Wang Jin was watching the excitement, he was also thinking hard about what to do next.
"Boss, the underground is blocked."
A gray-faced Xiao Hei emerged from beside Wang Jin. He shook the dirt off his body and reported the situation honestly.
"Same above."
Ah Zi spoke softly in Wang Jin's ear, her tone a bit worried.
"Ah, this is difficult."
Wang Jin sighed, but didn't say much.
This situation was completely under consideration, but he couldn't think of how to solve it for the moment.
Of course, the best way is for Zhao Guangming to transform into a fierce man and chop that woman to death with a knife.
Although the possibility is low, it is definitely not zero.
——
"We haven't seen you for seven years. You've learned a lot."
Liuli raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Guangming.
Strange black lines gradually appeared on her body, and poison seemed to be flowing through her veins.
The sacred aura became distorted, and even the barrier became erratic.
"So... the reminiscing over the old days ends here, Zhao Guangming."
The despair and desolation on Liuli's face disappeared, and she returned to the girlish playfulness.
"If I kill them all, will you come with me?"
"What do you think?"
Zhao Guangming stood in front of Wang Jin and his group with a bad look in his eyes.
"You have to give it a try."
Liuli tilted her head and said something quite terrifying in an innocent tone.
The amber light became thicker and thicker, as if it was about to engulf everyone.
The radiance of divinity falls on the earth, and the glass slowly flies up.
Even though the light was unstable due to toxins, it still exuded an irresistible aura.
"Old Zhao!"
"Oh, let's get real."
Zhao Guangming sighed and took the box flying from behind.
With a soft sound, the metal spine was pressed hard on the back.
Those penetrating barbs pierce the skin, pass through the flesh, and hang on the bones.
A gentle metal collision sounded, and the external spine was connected perfectly.
Zhao Guangming drank the beautifully shiny serum, and the middle-aged man raised his head and roared in pain.
The sound of rushing blood can be clearly heard, and the heart beats like a beating drum.
A heart-stopping momentum soared into the sky, and the legendary death bird returned to its peak.
Weird power rose up in Zhao Guangming's body, it was... the aura of strange stories.
Unlike receiving the blessing of power and pollution, Zhao Guangming's current behavior is equivalent to directly mixing himself with the ghost story.
This act can be called crazy, but it also brings many times the power of blessing.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a weirdo now.
"Huh...that's so exciting."
Zhao Guangming shook his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The next second, his pupils turned into a strange dark gold color.
The muscles slowly flowed, and a low roar like thunder was heard.
That is the ultimate power, enough to make people lose themselves.
"Fuck... Let's not talk about Zhao Guangming, the lunatic who participated in the plan. The person who came up with this method is definitely not normal, right?"
"Oh? You know that person."
The little fox turned over in Wang Jin's arms, and after biting him hard twice, the little girl seemed to be in a much better mood.
"Mr. Epidemic Doctor, he is the one who helps you adjust your eyes."
"He has been engaged in this kind of research, so he can successfully deal with this big trouble like yours."
"That's it..."
Wang Jin nodded, and then remembered the strange story that no matter what kind of operation he did, he had to go under the knife.
If it were him, nothing he would do would be surprising.
——
"call…"
The sound of beast-like breathing sounded, making people unable to help but retreat.
Every move of the middle-aged man carries a terrifying aura.
It's a pity that Wang Jin can see that this is quite abnormal.
This means that Zhao Guangming cannot fully control this power.
"His body can't hold it anymore."
Han Dong, who has known Zhao Guangming for the longest time, saw the clues and there was worry in his eyes.
"It's okay, just hold on for a few minutes."
Wang Jin pointed to the dozens of figures approaching rapidly in the distance, with a smile on his face.
"The deputy director is here."
——
"What on earth did these people do?"
Mustache looked at the messy residential area with a shocked face.
There were burnt sword marks more than ten meters long and huge craters caused by the explosion.
These were not done by evil spirits, so there is only one possibility.
"Is this kid so good at fighting?"
Mustache looked at the figure slowly waving his hand in the distance, his eyes almost popping out of his head.
"How dare Han Dong hold back such important information? Are you so afraid that I will steal someone from him?"
The pages of the book in his hand were turning, and the mustache was moving forward rapidly.
He had a lot of doubts in his mind, but it was too late to dwell on them now.
Countless white figures behind him followed closely in his footsteps, and their uniform appearance was a bit abnormal.
boom---
The ground collapsed and Zhao Guangming soared into the sky.
The metal spine on his back strengthened his endurance and prevented him from being injured by the huge force generated by his body.
The serum he just drank gave him temporarily the powerful physique and speed of Kaidan, which was enough to compete with Liuli.
The black coat made a hunting sound, and the two swords in his hands slashed out again.
The difference from before is that the range of this attack is ridiculously large.
The blade-like airflow extended outwards, slashing at the sacred figure across a long distance.
"Earth and stone."
Liuli spoke slowly. She could not kill Zhao Guangming with a curse, but she could cause harm to him by changing the surrounding situation.
The ground rose high, and gravel flew out, hitting Zhao Guangming, but all of it was shattered.