After a slap sent Ye Que away, the old man's strange arm also had a faint pain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Through the analysis of the data of the night shortage, the old man can understand his terrible, can slap him away, and his own quality is also very high, but this form is too weird, so that the old man is particularly disliked.

Compared with the night shortage, in addition to being able to have a slight advantage in strength, according to the data, it is slightly lower than the other party in other aspects, especially the body.

If you can successfully capture this research material, you may not only be able to retain your original strength, but also change your appearance, and maybe have the opportunity to gain more power. Subject 3 like this, who has long since passed its expiration date, must still have some secrets in his body waiting to be developed, and if he can really research it, he doesn't need to follow the rules to inject the damn stabilizer on time, unlike Subject 1.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but look at the beautiful woman floating in the last cultivation tank, getting rid of Kunos is what I want, maybe this is the old man's last hope.

The sound of the bang continued, and Ye Que lifted the broken bricks and freezers buried in his body, and regardless of whether the freezer was broken or not, the internal organs were almost paved into a bloody path, each of which was worth a lot.

Leaning on the broken wall, Ye Que slowly gasped for breath, and the negative emotions still interfered with Ye Que. The impulse after losing his mind once again made Ye Que raise his fist and rush towards the old man.

Still with a cold and disdainful smile, all the movements of the night are firmly mastered by the old man.

Without the impulse of the brain, although there is a violent atmosphere, the overall strength decline is not a simple one or two grades, lack of action and follow-up consideration, and the final result is only to destroy everything in front of you to vent your dissatisfaction, but after venting, after releasing that resentment, the weak body and empty spirit are the most fatal flaws.

The wide palm easily grabbed Ye Qian's neck, and a fierce uppercut punch smashed Ye Qian's abdomen. With a strong impact, Ye Que seemed to feel like he was going to be knocked away, but the big hand around his neck pulled him back again. Another uppercut hit the same place, and the familiar feeling of night lack returned.

Again and again, he was hit like a ball and rose into the air, but he was brutally pulled back to the ground again and again, the blood in his mouth didn't know how many times he vomited, and the neck that was stuck by his big hand was constantly tightening, his chest was tight, and he was a little dizzy, which was a symptom of suffocation and lack of oxygen

The strong concussions from the abdomen made Ye Que look a little dazed.

The eyes are still bloodshot and red, and they can't be opened completely, and there is no longer half a trace of body in the half-squinted eyes, and the eyes like dead fish are lowered like this.

The muscles that were originally tense all over the body were completely relaxed, and they couldn't lift up any strength at all, even if they struggled to clench their fists, as soon as they moved, they would be immediately dispersed by the huge impact from the abdomen.

Gave up resistance, didn't make any movement, just like that, he was simply dragged by the old man in his hand, hanging in the air like a corpse motionless, the tyrannical emotions in the heart of the night have slowly receded, and the rest are the heavy pictures of Xiang Lan and the girl. Maybe my final fate will be the same as theirs, thinking at night, maybe this is okay, I can finally be quiet.

The old man was very satisfied with the performance of the night shortage, and being lifted up motionless in his hand was a symbol of giving up resistance, and the godless eyes were very exciting. Many people have such eyes when they become their own rescue materials, which also represents their own success, how can they not be intoxicated.

Throwing Ye Que to the ground very casually, rubbing his fist that was a little sore, Ye Que was dragged by the old man and walked towards the gate step by step.

Such excellent research materials are finally available, and although the process is a bit complicated, the results are still very good.

He didn't care about the feeling of the night's shortage, and let him flick it around on the slippery and greasy ground, blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and there was an indescribable desolation in the mess on the ground.

Sideways face, let the head rub on the ground, trying to look back at the girl, unsuccessful, not slow movement speed has long covered the girl's corpse, trying to grab a trace of memory, but the headless corpse is imprinted in the eyes.

It's Xiang Lan, even if he loses his head, Ye Que still remembers that those hands, the hands that used to cook for himself, and the head that leaned lightly on his shoulder, everything felt like it happened just now, it was very strange, he actually remembered their every move, every word they said, every word.

The scarlet blood next to Xiumei's neck once again stained Ye Qian's eyes red, and the more he recalled, the more restless Ye Que felt in his body, and the angry emotions also hit Ye Que again.

Being dragged by someone, Ye Que kicked hard, kicked, kicked his foot again and again to the hand that caught him, and every time he kicked, Ye Que used all his strength.

The pain in his hand made the old man very displeased, turned his head and found that the other party was still struggling desperately in his hands, he couldn't help but be furious, he had given up resisting, why did he act like this now, don't you know that such a struggle is meaningless, you can't be a quiet beautiful man?

The old man was furious, his grim smile became hideous and terrifying, and he didn't say too much, just threw Ye Que out casually.

Ye Que didn't even have time to react, he only felt that his body was out of control in the air, and then plunged headlong into the beautiful woman's cultivation tank.

Through the slippery and greasy liquid, the woman's face was all imprinted in Ye Qian's eyes, I have to say that it was really beautiful, but this face seemed to be seen somewhere.

Several circuits that had been cut off by the night volley were like small snakes, flashing with electric light, and they also plunged headlong into the cultivation tank.

The strong and dazzling arc light continued to flicker, and even the old man chose to temporarily avoid the edge, and after a burst of sparks like fireworks, the cultivation tank that Ye Que had pierced into exploded, and the originally transparent liquid became extremely black, exuding bursts of fishy stench, splashing everywhere.

At that moment, all the lamps burst, and the whole room fell into darkness.

Ye Que and the woman fell to the ground at the same time, and the electric energy of Huguang continued to flash on the two of them.

Ye Que lay on the ground and kept twitching, his lips were blue and purple, and there was some white foam spit out on the side, with the flash of arc light, Ye Que's body was like a balloon, and his muscles were constantly stretching or relaxing.

Pain, unspeakable pain, this is the only feeling of the night, the muscles of the whole body seem to be gnawed, even the bones seem to be broken, and the bone marrow is sucked happily.

Ye Que gritted his teeth, desperately persevered, slowly twisting his head to see the surrounding situation clearly, and that beautiful face was still present in front of Ye Que's eyes.

There is no breath, but it is still beautiful, and Ye Que suddenly remembered that this woman was not in the last selection of the punishment force, the woman who passed first, and glanced back in a hurry, the beautiful face and beautiful figure were the same as now, the difference was that she was not wearing clothes.

Ye Que has no interest in thinking or doing too much, and now he has no way to take his attention off except for enduring the pain all over his body. It's just that the beautiful face and the moving body quickly withered in front of the eyes of the night, constantly shrinking and drying, like a sponge that has been suddenly drained of water, until there is a terrifying dry bone that has no effect.

The arc kept appearing, flickering between the night and the woman from time to time, and I only felt the pain in my whole body surge violently, and my head went blank, and then I lost consciousness.

The old man dodged out from behind the broken cultivation tank, and throwing Ye Que out casually was just a ridiculous act of rage, and it was a complete accident to smash into the cultivation tank, and it was not his own willingness to make such a scene.

Through the light from the small windows, the old man squinted his eyes and searched for the traces of the night.

It took a long time to search for the night gap on the ground, and through the constantly undulating chest, I could see that it was okay, and the research value of being alive was much higher than that of death. The corners of his mouth cracked into the signature smile, and he strode towards Ye Que.

Looking at the unconscious night shortage, the old man was secretly overjoyed, in this state, he was much more honest than just now, and it was much easier to deal with. Reaching out to carry Ye Quan's head, he saw that Ye Que slowly opened his eyes.

The bloodshot face has never changed, but the look at it makes people feel frightened.

The old man's hand stopped in mid-air, and for a long time he stopped moving forward, but kept trembling. Cold, cold emanating from the bones, a very dangerous omen, the old man could not deny that such a look should not belong to human beings at all.

Hollow, endless hollow, like a black hole that sucks all the courage, that kind of tyranny and despair, but can make people realize their own insignificance from the bottom of their hearts, such eyes are not what humans should have, only demons deserve to have.

Yes, only demons deserve it. He is the devil.

The old man was a little flustered, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, giving him the urge to run away. But the physical fitness data that I have been relying on has not changed much, could it be that my excessive transformation has made me hallucinate?

The old man kept shaking the rewind to drive all the bad thoughts out of his mind, and it took a long time to calm down, gritting his teeth fiercely, and the thick arm hanging in the air grabbed the night gap lying on the ground without hesitation, and he could faintly hear the sound of clicking bones coming from the huge palm.

Just when the palm of his hand was about to approach the night, the red eyes finally focused on the old man.

He twisted his head slightly, and with demonic eyes, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the giant palm that was attacking him。。。。。。