When he raised his head, Shang Huai finally saw the person in front of him clearly, but he didn't show a surprised look.

"I don't want anything." Wu Tong smiled, originally he thought that Mr. Shang should point to his nose like the behind-the-scenes boss in the movie and say in surprise, you, you, you, but I didn't expect it to be you, you are still alive.

But he didn't, on the contrary, he was calm and a little excessive. Probably every boss should have such a demeanor.

"And what do you want to do?"

In the shadows that the light could not reach, two tentacles shot out violently and wrapped around Shang Huai's body. Restrained him in place.

"Slaughter." Wu Tong said, "I don't know what you call him, I want to know his purpose." ”

The first thing he wants to figure out is the purpose of Venom's heir, to figure out this matter so that he can take the initiative, it will be a disaster to keep this guy sooner or later, and his ability is very strong, since Mr. Shang can cooperate with him, then he should have more opportunities to cooperate with him as a kind.

"I don't know." Even if he was trapped by something he couldn't understand, Shang Huai's face didn't show a superfluous look, like an ancient well that he couldn't see through at a glance.

"We're just working together, I provide you with your information, and he helps me with something."

"It's just the relationship between the employer and the bounty hunter."

"Now the hunter has escaped, so I found the employer behind the hunter."

"I don't think you can kill me." Shang Huai was still calm.

"Really?" Wu Tong smiled, the black tentacles suddenly tightened, and Shang Huai's body made a crisp sound of bones collapsing,

"If you don't want to answer, take your secret and die." Wu Tong whispered, his eyes lowered, so no one could see the darkness flowing under his eyes.

"Bang!" A small fire suddenly rose from the conference room, and the black tentacles retreated into the darkness under the influence of the flames.

Wu Tong flashed to the side, and on the ground where he had just stood, a charred black mark appeared, which was a trace of high temperature burning.

In the flames that rose from Shang Huai's body, a small group shot towards Wu Tong in the explosion just now.

In the firelight, the man straightened up, twisted his neck and stepped forward, "I said there were many people who wanted my life, but they all disappeared. ”

The hot air wave came to his face, Wu Tong jumped to the side, avoiding Shang Huai's hug, it was indeed a warm hug, but once he was hugged by the other party, he would probably turn into ashes, maybe his virgin body of more than 20 years could still bear a relic or something.

With a blow in the air, Shang Huai pressed it on the conference table on the side.

A pitch-black palm print was left on it, it was the result of instantaneous high-temperature contact, and the palm caused damage to it the moment it came into contact with the table, and the place of contact was directly carbonized.

Wu Tong was taken aback, and said in his heart that he must not let this old guy touch him, the last time he met, the other party was just sitting in that room and eating hot pot calmly, and now this posture is simply a personal meat hot pot stove. Is this too much hot pot?

The opponent's speed is not fast, and the attack power is not strong, the only thing that makes people headache is his flame, and this high temperature happens to be one of the weaknesses of Venom, so that he can't exert the ability of Venom.

He didn't know if it was because Shang Huai knew his weakness or if it was a coincidence, the other party had this kind of ability, which was an incredible thing in itself.

The flames and heat prevented him from getting close to Shang Huai, and Venom was equally afraid, and the only way was to ......

Wu Tong dodged to the corner, in addition to those tables, chairs and benches in this conference room, the only thing left was a projector hanging overhead, which was mostly used as a PPT display for reports.

"I don't know how you got this ability, Mr. Shang, but apparently you've acquired some kind of supernatural ability, is it a gift from working with the slaughter?" He said as he let the venom cover his palm.

"Bang!" The pitch-black claws plunged straight into the wall, pulling out a wire from it.

All the wiring in this room is dark, and he didn't know where the wiring is going, but there is a jack connector in the corner, which should be used to connect to the computer.

Shang Huai didn't answer him, but he didn't continue to get closer, just stood not far away and looked at Wu Tong, as if he was afraid of the weapon in his hand.

It was an electric cable that emitted blue light from time to time, and Wu Tong pulled it out for a long time, and the liquid of venom was a good insulator, even under the "thorns" of Eagle Eye Barton, it could be unscathed.

Wu Tong can be unscathed, but it does not mean that Shang Huai can be unscathed, his ability to burn must be activated through contact, and the wires may be burned into slag, but the current circulating in them will not.

Wu Tong burst out violently, and the calves covered by the fluid gave him an extremely strong explosive power, like a black arrow, and a bright blue arc danced on the black arrow.

And Shang Huai still opened his arms, like hugging an old friend for many years.

Wu Tong stopped in front of Shang Huai, no, to be precise, it wasn't that he stopped, but the black fluid that stuck to the ground behind him pulled him out of Shang Huai's arms that were about to close like rubber bands.

Then Shang Huai closed his embrace, which was empty, only an electric cable that had been torn by brute force.

The moment the electric cable came into contact with him, Wu Tong expected that the crackling electric sparks shining everywhere did not appear, and Shang Huai did not suddenly turn into a black-faced explosive head, and he spit out a puff of smoke and collapsed to the ground.

The electric cable melted the moment it touched him like an ordinary iron wire, and he didn't even show a superfluous expression, no surprise, no anger, just stretched out a hand to Wu Tong.

A sense of crisis came, and Wu Tong jumped to the side, but a colder killing machine came to his face.

It was a wall of flames, and he remembered that Shang Huai had used this attack when he first showed his abilities, but he was careless, thinking that the opponent's attack was only through the scorching of contact.

Under the idea of attacking Shang Huai with electric cables, he unknowingly came to the dead corner of this room, and in the face of these attacks, he had no way to dodge.

The walls here were thick, as he had just confirmed when he pulled out the wires from them, that it was impossible to break them with a hasty blow.

The flames were already flying in front of him, and the hot air currents made it difficult for him to breathe, and he could even feel that his respiratory tract had been burned, and the venom covering his body was beginning to fade.

Immediately following the flying flames was Shang Huai, the man's lenses reflecting the red fire of the world, and the deepest part of those reds was the black of nothingness.

When the flames burned everything up, all that was left was the black of nothingness.

The man clenched his palms into fists, the light on his body was great, and the same flames rose, and his fist followed those flames and attacked Wu Tong, above the fist, there were beating black flames.