The top experimental subject of Ming Dynasty, the peerless genius carefully cultivated by the special department, what kind of strength is called the ultimate? He thought that he finally saw through the disguise and saw the ferocious truth.
Dozens of top-notch warriors, facing that Shura-like man, were like ants between his fingertips, destroying them effortlessly.
The dark red snake tail was like the scythe of the god of death, harvesting human lives and destroying the dead. A one-foot-thick wall was broken in half with just one tap!
The sneak attack's bullets hit him, leaving no white marks on his scales. Before he could be shocked, his neck was wiped by the man's dagger, and his head flew high into the air.
Bodies were scattered about, lying limply on the ground, none of them intact.
In order to make it easier to deal with Professor Hua, they cleared the surrounding area. There were not many people living in the old family building of Qingxing University, and the rest used hypnotic powers to make them fall asleep.
Even if there is a gun battle or explosion, he will never wake up.
Originally, they were afraid that someone would discover that they were attacking Professor Hua, but now, Wu Ming suddenly appeared and wanted to kill him, and they had no way to seek help!
"You can't kill me. Ask your commander. He will definitely-"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of black light in front of his eyes, and the blade struck straight at his head. Zhen Kang shouted in panic: "Go and ask your commander-"
The dagger, which was as sharp as clay, contained endless hatred. As if it was filled with strength, it cut off the entire horn on Zhen Kang's forehead with one knife!
"…You deserve it too!"
"Ahhhhh..." Zhen Kang covered his head and screamed wildly. The severe pain made his eyesight go black for a while, and he fell to his knees. "I'm going to die, I'm going to die - it hurts! It hurts!"
The black snake's tail swung forward again, its blood-red eyes hid a chill that made people shiver at the sight. The dagger got stuck in the gap between the scales and lifted up, pulling off the scales on Zhen Kang's entire leg!
"Ah!"
Gold, green, and incompatible scales were thrown to the ground regardless of each other, covered with fishy blood, turbid and dirty.
Zhen Kang felt like he was dying of pain!
The scales were lifted off the legs, as if someone had skinned them alive. Every nerve was screaming in pain, and every muscle was screaming in pain, as if hell was nothing more than this—
Blood seeped out from the wounds at the base of the scales and spread everywhere as he rolled on the ground.
Wu Ming glanced at other parts of his body with cold eyes. The golden and green scales were extremely disgusting and dazzling, as well as those on his back, neck, legs...
"Wu Ming! What are you doing? Stop it!"
Suddenly, a frightening and angry scolding came to his ears. It was Wu Ming's body's monitoring system that finally noticed something was wrong and prohibited him from scolding him.
The officer was woken up and hurried to the monitor. When he saw it, he almost leaned back and fainted.
Half of Zhen Kang's body was covered in blood, and there was a huge hole on his head bleeding. His facial features were twisted in pain, and his voice was almost hoarse. He was like an insect that had been doused with boiling water, struggling and twisting like crazy before dying. move.
Wu Ming's voice was smooth: "I am on a mission to assassinate Zhen Kang."
As he spoke, he kept moving his hands.
Zhen Kang wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he didn't expect the man to be so agile. As soon as he moved, the man grabbed his other leg.
Another stroke, and all the scales on the legs were lifted off!