At this time, the woman was grabbing someone with the one-eyed guy. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was robbed by them of the guy who looked useless with glasses. The guy was wrapped all over his net pocket. Sure enough, it's useless, and at this time I turned my head to look around.

That's when I remembered the guy's words: "Catch!" ”

Maybe it's this useless guy in front of you?

Could it be that he is really Zhang Liang?

At this time, the two of them rolled over, and the useless guy flew out of the window because of the role of the two of them, and for the time being, he couldn't tell what floor it was, and he didn't know if he would be thrown to death. But I can already feel that there are a lot of people outside, and inside those people, the smell of some guys is very familiar.

Yes, these people are some pathetic and hateful guys. Because many of them were tormenters in the first place. Regardless of whether they are fighting each other now or not, the ultimate goal may just be to suppress me.

Even the two women and men in front of them who are killing each other are no exception. Although I can't remember who this woman really is, whether she has really seen it; But I felt like I should have actually met her, because there seemed to be a slight touch in my mind. Maybe she was the one who killed the guy I possessed now; So to say that she is clearly a good person?

Good? What does it have to do with me if she is a good person? The problem is that I'm not a good person, otherwise how would I end up in this field?

Or rather, to me they are not good people at all. It's not a real world at all. The purpose of this existence may be precisely for me.

At this point, the one-eyed guy seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and the woman was coming back to me. I felt the power, and a blood-sucking urge in my body was driving me, making my mind a little unconscious. What I saw seemed to be the blood gushing from her body.

The urge turned into strength, and I couldn't even understand how I got up and threw myself at the back. One punch out. This punch almost used up my strength. I thought I was going to fall to the ground for it. But what I never imagined was that there was another power in my body. At the same time, there was a cracking sound in my face.

It was as if I was wearing a mask on my face.

I didn't fall. But the woman in front of her screamed and vomited blood and flew out.

I'm happy with the power of this punch.

I also love the blood that flies out. The impulses in my body were harnessing me, and my sanity was very weak at this moment. I feel like I'm supposed to be a blood-sucking demon.

How else could they be so afraid of me?

Otherwise, how could I be suppressed? Otherwise, how could there be a voice in my body that keeps calling for blood?

All three guys had flown out the window. They seem to value the guy in the net. Maybe they just didn't recognize me for a while. What do I really look like? I don't remember exactly. This mask on my face may be my talisman now.

I'd like to go over and see if they've fallen. But then there was a knock on the door behind him.

It was a small room, and the inside of it had long been beaten to tatters. The dead man in the corner looked like he had been shot in the head, and he didn't die too badly. If there were no accidents, he was the guy who made the sound.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, a guy rushed in, knife in hand.

"What about people?!" He shouted.

Person? Who to look for? But it's definitely not coming to me. I would like to ask them a few words. But now I find that I can't ask. Everything I wanted to say was stuck in my throat. What is the reason for this? Maybe it's because I wasn't the owner of this body in the first place. What am I? A ghost craving blood, perhaps.

He ran towards me, as if to look out the window, and several more people appeared behind him. I suddenly reached out to him, and he let out a scream. I didn't expect my strength to be so great, I grabbed him by the neck, and then I bit down.

It's a strange feeling. Because this kid's blood is hot. The hot blood went straight from my mouth to my stomach, and the temperature made my heart beat.

Bang, bang, bang. One by one, very slow but rhythmic. I feel like I'm supposed to be a real person. Or rather, at this point I felt like I had truly become a blood-sucking demon. These guys all seem to be just my food, and they are still so weak, and the woman just now is relatively strong, and she was not killed by the punch I just had. Since she is so powerful, isn't her blood even sweeter?

Who knows? Unless I grab her now and suck her dry.

"Who are you?! What are you doing? "The guys who just rushed in seemed to be scared silly.

I don't know who I am. Because my memories have long since been cut out by you hateful fellows. I only remember one person, and that is Zhang Liang.

I didn't answer them, and I couldn't get any more fresh blood out of my mouth. The poor guy in his hand had obviously been sucked dry. I felt the wounds on my body heal quickly. The strength in the body is rapidly recovering. The beautiful sun outside the window seemed to be smiling at me.

I threw the poor guy out of my hand. His body flew out of the window, and I don't know where it landed.

The guys who had just rushed in were clearly hostile to me, and they were clearly a little scared as well. One of them was fortunate enough to have the courage to rush at me. His movements are ridiculous, because they are too slow. As soon as I stretched out my hand, I took him in my hand. I think I've seen this guy, and he should be a one-eyed dragon that appeared once. But he's not one-eyed now. His eyes showed that he was scared.

I ignored his reluctance to live or his fear for me. Since I can get strength by sucking him dry, and he has tortured me, then of course I will not let him go.

I noticed that my teeth seemed to grow a little longer, and they pierced into his skin smoothly, and then a hot stream of hot blood rushed into my mouth. It's more wonderful than anything.

And then, I heard the wind. It's the one-eyed guy who was fighting with that woman just now, and he's actually killing me at this time. He is indeed my enemy. I threw the poor creature in my hand, then turned around and kicked it over.

I've never felt so powerful, as if I had a pair of wings behind my back. The kick I kicked out was still strong in the wind, and with a snort, it struck the one-eyed dragon.

That guy is obviously a great character too, at least much more powerful than the two guys I killed just now. The kick was blocked by his arm, but he snorted as well. His arms are hard, too.

Of course, I mean his hard bones.

"What the hell are you monster?" He also asked.

I'm not going to give him another chance, though. I seem to have become a martial arts master now, and I have the ability to kill him. Because not only do I have great strength, but my body is also very flexible.

Turning over, his right hand was propped on the ground, and his legs were kicked out like a whirlwind, and he was kicked back uncontrollably, and his face turned red, and he looked like he was congested with a lot of blood. I didn't pause, my body rose with the momentum, and I punched out.

The punch sent him flying, and his body flew out of the window and fell outside, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.

I tried to chase it out, but then I noticed that the guys rushing in through the door seemed to be pulling out their guns.

Maybe the gun can hurt me a lot.

So I rushed over quickly, grabbed one, and bit it down; Another kick knocked over one. The one who had been kicked over hadn't gotten up yet, so I threw the guy I was holding in my hand out, and then stepped forward, grabbed another one, and bit it down.

I threw all these wretched fellows out.

That's when I got to the window. In addition to that hot sun, there are many people below. Among those people, there are guys that many people have seen. A guy with a scar on his face, holding a large knife in his hand; There were a couple of guys in military uniforms.

Of course, there were the two guys who fought me just now, and the bespectacled guy they were fighting over just now.

The man looked very different. I really seem to have seen him somewhere. Although he doesn't seem to be useful, it feels like he's supposed to be an important person. Otherwise, why would they fight for him?

It's just that now their focus doesn't seem to be on him, but on mine. From the eyes of a couple of guys, I noticed that they might have guessed who I was.

But who am I? I've forgotten. The harvest here is so powerful that it not only reaps my memories, but also distorts my personality.

It's such a hellish space. And I can't speak. I tried to speak, but my voice got stuck in my throat.

The harvest is so terrible. What did they do to me?

The one-eyed dragon hadn't died, and now it had formed an alliance with the woman because of my presence, and they were all rushing towards me.

Apparently they were protecting the bespectacled guy. I just glanced at the bespectacled man, and it made them unhappy.

They were running against the wall, rushing at me. If they can all run on the wall, why can't I? And more importantly, I felt something inside me trying to rush out. What is it? Is it another pair of arms?

It was a painful experience. The back seemed to be torn apart, and I couldn't stop screaming. But I couldn't speak. I could only grit my teeth and keep my mind clear for the last time.

I felt it, and it seemed to be a pair of huge things. It was a pair of wings. I don't have to look into their eyes to imagine what I am now.

It seems that I am a demon. No wonder they were so scared of me. And they want to suppress me, and the most hateful thing is that they even want to swallow me and get my power.

Since I'm a demon and they're just a bunch of pathetic humans, is there any truth to be made in this world of the jungle?

I tried flapping my wings. Maybe it's an innate skill, and I actually found out that I can really fly.

I rushed at the cyclops and the woman.

They're just food. Since they're going to protect the bespectacled guy, why don't I kill him?