Miao Pu's plan was very good, but what he didn't expect was the power of the flame ball.

This is true of many things, imagining and feeling are two different things, like at this moment. In Miao Pu's imagination, the power of this flame ball should be huge, but he has no concept of how huge it is, and he has seen the giant python's air burst bomb in his memory, and the only high-power thermal weapon he has played with is the grenade he touched the day before yesterday, so the power of this thing is just a concept in Miao Pu's consciousness.

Or they all say that the ignorant are fearless, just like the classmates around him who brag about how to fight if they fight, and the reason why they dare to brag about this is because they have not experienced a real war.

Miao Pu finally saw the power of this fire-type ability after being highly compressed, and just as Miao Pu changed direction and rushed towards Zhang Guohua, the flame ball behind him smashed into the air and fell to the ground, and the rumbling loud noise and sonic boom instantly shattered Miao Pu's eardrums, and then a violent shock wave and burning sensation hit Miao Pu's back.

What does that feel like? For a moment, Miao Pu felt that he had been hit in the back by a huge hammer, and then there was a feeling of being thrown, Miao Pu felt terrible, and his internal organs felt displaced, and his back lost consciousness after experiencing a moment of sharp pain, and it was cool and a little woody.

Even so, Miao Pu didn't want to give up his painstaking plan, he was going to kill Zhang Guohua, since the price had already been paid, wouldn't it be a big loss to get back some of the capital?

With a muffled snort, with the help of the violent impact behind him, he rushed towards Zhang Guohua like a arrow.

Miao Pu approached Zhang Guohua just in between breaths, and the target was already that calm expression, even if he saw Miao Pu coming directly at this moment, it was a fearless expression and even a little mockery.

The arrow is on the line, although Miao Pu feels bad, but it can't be just counted.

Swing the knife forward in the gallop, "Poof! With a sound, two horse chopping knives pierced Zhang Guohua's chest neatly, and Miao Pu's fleshy face instantly approached Zhang Guohua, and a pair of wolf eyes stared at him as if he wanted to see his bones.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood with a faint green color spurted out of Zhang Guohua's mouth, and he couldn't tell what color it was, it was red but a little green. This is a fatal injury, but Zhang Guohua still seems calm, as if he is the winner.

"You'll regret killing me......" Zhang Guohua's words quickly dried up before he finished speaking, Miao Pu didn't want to see this kind of fucking expression for a second, as if he was the winner, which made people extremely painful.

Shaking his hand and shattering Zhang Guohua's dried corpse, he spat from the side and said: "There is so much nonsense, Ciao!" ”

Zhang Guohua's death triggered 2 things.

First, another supernatural event happened, a handful of green crystals floated from the broken dried corpse, although Miao Pu had a headache, but he knew that Zhang Guohua must not be dead, and once again used his strange ability to escape or resurrect. This even more stimulated the resentment in Miao Pu's heart, and he said in his heart: "Ciao, you uncle, if I see you killed once, I don't believe that I can't kill you." ”

Second, that disgusting monster is crazy. With a piercing roar, the monster's entire body swelled, and clusters of whiskers poked out of several surgical cuts on its chest. Half of the head exploded, and with a pop splattered a stream of sticky flesh, the color was strangely tight red and not red and green, and then countless maggots and leeches rolled out, tangled and entangled with each other as if they were about to be mixed into one. And clusters of whiskers poked out of my head.

The change in appearance brought about a surge in energy indicators, and a strong sense of crisis swept over Miao Pu, to be honest, Miao Pu was a little scared in his heart. This fear is a little indescribable, largely because of the fear that he might die at the hands of such a disgusting monster, anyway, for the first time, Miao Pu had a sense of fear in the battle.

Of course, this is actually a manifestation of progress, in the past battles, Miao Pu either had no time to take care of his own safety and feelings, desperately coping with the current situation has overdrawn all his mind, there will be a chance to ponder whether to be afraid or not, and this battle actually represents Miao Pu's mentality gradually recovered and adapted to the crisis as the norm.

It is said that Zhang Guohua actually did a cruel experiment on his nephew, that is, he tried to transplant the secret art he mastered in his hand to Feng Gang, and implanted all the ability cores collected over the past few days. The monster in front of him can be said to represent all of Zhang Guohua's family background and highest skills to some extent, although it is ugly, but its combat power is absolutely powerful.

As for Zhang Guohua's aphrodisiac performance, it was not in vain, similar to suggestive hypnosis, it gave Feng Gang a message, that is, they are flesh and blood, and they live and die together, needless to say, Zhang Guohua's death will completely stimulate Feng Gang's potential. As for Feng Gang's ending, to be honest, even Zhang Guohua doesn't know what to say, this is just a bold attempt, and no matter what the result is, Zhang Guohua doesn't feel a loss.

At the same time, in a cold tunnel, the weak Liangbo was struggling in pain, and a piece of crystal green energy lingered around him, seeping into Liangbo's body visibly with the naked eye. After a while, Liangbo began to convulse violently, and a large amount of sweat came out of his body as if small insects were wriggling under the skin all over his body.

The expression of Liangbo's face was extremely distorted, as if he was suffering a great deal of pain, and the squirming under the flesh of his face gradually intensified in the distortion.

After a long time, a deep inhale echoed through the cold tunnels, like a breath from the last breath of the suffocator. Liangbo got up again and became Zhang Guohua's appearance, and the functions of his body were gradually picking up, as if he was rejuvenated.

After tidying up his hair a little, Zhang Guohua's face showed a sinister smile, and he said to himself: "Hmph, in Fencheng, no one wants to stop my plan." ”

At the moment when Zhang Guohua was reborn again, Miao Pu suddenly seemed to sense something, and his face showed an expression of enlightenment.

In the face of the monster in front of him, Miao Pu no longer has the desire to die, and there is absolutely no good result in fighting with this kind of thing. And Miao Pu always felt that even if he didn't kill him, he wouldn't be able to live long, in Miao Pu's eyes, most of the products of this kind of crazy doctor were the kind of three-minute superhuman bridge. Miao Pu, an extremely ugly monster like this, really felt that he wouldn't last long.

Maneuvering around, looking for an opportunity to escape, this is Miao Pu's thoughts at the moment, just a moment ago he had a more important goal.