In the space of more than 1,000 cubic meters, there are one culture tank after another. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In each tank, there will be a stripped shell.

Though they are alive, they are dead.

Zhang Lan didn't know.

What kind of pain can make the body of a god alive, but the soul is dead!

But, he knows.

Everyone here, to death!

"You... All to die! ”

The low roar that tore the vocal cords roared in Zhang Lan's mouth, and a pair of writing wheel eyes were scarlet abnormally, and there would be a touch of red light swaying between movements-

It's like a ghost!

No!

It's the Grim Reaper!

Stretching out his hand, Zhang Lan took off the golden wings behind his back, turned into two golden Tang horizontal knives in his hands, and with a hard slap under his feet, his figure flashed.

In order to be able to make the other party feel the pain, he deliberately chose to cut off the opponent's limbs, and the jumping thunder and lightning had already scorched the wound and sealed the fracture when Tang Heng's knife slashed through their skin.

This ensures that they don't die from too much blood loss!

Every time his figure passed a person, five stick-like objects fell to the ground.

Left hand, right hand, left foot, right foot, torso!

It doesn't matter if he's a soldier, or a researcher, or an officer, or something else that doesn't matter.

The most amazing thing is that not a single drop of blood appeared on the ground.

All the wounds were already burned into char by lightning the moment they appeared, so as to seal the wounds.

By the way, the paralysis of thunder and lightning caused them to close their vocal cords, which made noise.

Just wait for death silently!

How fast is Zhang Lan?

He didn't know.

Now, even his physical body can briefly exceed the speed of sound, let alone with the help of the Holy Clothing.

The writing wheel eye ensures that he can perfectly handle this high-speed movement.

This space of more than 1,000 cubic meters is only less than half a minute, and there is no human being who can stand.

As for those transhumans who are worse than dead...... Zhang Lan also sent them on the road with his own hands.

The soul dissipates and is already a pan-technique for returning to the sky!

The golden dots between his eyebrows had not yet dissipated, and Zhang Lan could feel that there was still a breath of life, just behind a door in front of him.

This must be an important person.

Still an old acquaintance.

With a slight frown, Zhang Lan dispersed a golden divine robe, and the two Tang horizontal knives in his hands turned into streamers and dived into the depths of his soul, fusing into a small golden dot, waiting for the master's next call.

Gently pull the door open.

Even, Zhang Lan retreated a little golden point from the center of his eyebrows and dispersed the [Immortal Mode].

The room was full of screens, most of which were snowflakes with no signal, and only a few shots were still moving, and the images were full of human torsos and limbs.

There was only one person in the room, facing the large wall of the monitor, sitting in a boss chair large enough to hide his figure, with his back to Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan can be sure that behind the boss's chair, there is an "old friend" of his.

The "old acquaintance" who was once dismantled by him himself!

"Yoo!"

With a clear sound of the roller turning, the boss's chair turned over, and a boxy face with Chinese characters appeared in front of Zhang Lan's eyes.

is a young man.

Sword eyebrows, thin lips, white skin, slight inverted triangular eyes, and a favorite leather coat.

Of course, what is indispensable is the electric light that keeps jumping in the hands.

"I didn't expect you to be alive!" Zhang Lan's voice was flat, as if he was greeting an old friend: "The movement you made last time was not small, so you didn't die, but evolved a new ability, which is very good!" ”

"That's thanks to you!" The young man responded indifferently, didn't get up, played with the electric spark in his hand, and said in a slow tone: "Speaking of which, I should also thank you, otherwise I wouldn't have become so powerful." ”

As he spoke, the young man pointed at Zhang Lan, and a blue arc flashed away, aiming directly at Zhang Lan's heart, and then it was resisted and absorbed by a flash of gold.

The protection of the sacred garment is much more reliable than the protection of the sand.

"I haven't seen you for more than a year, and your ability has also increased very much!" The young man was ineffective and unimpressed.

"That's, otherwise how would I kill someone like you?" Zhang Lan was imposing, staring at the young man with fierce eyes.

"Oh oh oh!" The young man pretended to be very frightened, and was unusually pretentious: "I'm so scared! It's a pity that if it weren't for me, the collars of those mutant kids would be 'bang'! ”

As he spoke, the young man pulled out a remote control from his pocket, only a large red button.

Seeing this, Zhang Lan's pupils shrank, and he was about to act, and a beam of lightning struck his toes, and at the same time, the young man over there had already pressed the button, but he didn't let go.

Obviously, he also understands that the current distance is more appropriate to press it first.

After all, he had flipped the boat several times on Zhang Lan's side.

With this action, Zhang Lan looked at his left ear, and then, with the assurance of the phantom, the collars around the children's necks have been unloaded, and now all the collars are in the previous prison square.

There is also a "gift" from the Phantom.

"Oh, our big hero!" The young man's understanding of Zhang Lan's actions was obviously a rat trap, and his tone was even more unscrupulous: "Now, do you want to dedicate your abilities to those stupid people again?" ”

"I've been keeping an eye on you for the past year, but when I felt capable of defeating you, you had disappeared from this world for nearly three months."

"There's no way, I can only get angry with the rest of your 'inheritance'."

"Speaking of which, I have to say that the current president is a president who knows how to listen very well, and I was sent to help run this academy with only a slight show of ability and talent."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's too much of a college, it should be a prison!"

"You see, most of this prison was built under my personal supervision, and every piece of metal was synthesized with my help, absolutely isolating most of the superpowers, and it also has excellent power-up performance."

"It's a good way for me to observe them, right?"

"Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself to my new abilities yet."

"Reacquaint, my name is Victor, and now I can turn into thunder and lightning, but wherever there is a little, there is my figure!"

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