The promoter of the 20-person siege plan was Su Meiying.
The embarrassment and serious injuries that Jiang Fang inflicted on her gave her a real disguise.
When she didn't reveal her identity, no one could see that this weak girl in her early twenties with a severe cut on her face was the ruthless Su Meiying in "Zhaohui".
She was carrying a cold death chameleon, and after observing, pretending to be seriously injured, she stumbled in front of a player.
The illusion of death created by the death chameleon through sensing, coupled with the head that Wei Chenghua cooperated with her and squeezed out with his bare hands in secret, made her perform a perfect death in front of another group of people.
The group of players saw with their own eyes that the number of survivors was 1, so they believed it.
The last words of the young girl who died tragically, it was Nan Zhou who killed her.
She reminded them that the "Cube Ark" was the common enemy they had to face.
Human beings are busy killing each other and end up making wedding dresses for monsters and aliens. Is it really worth it
Although this many-to-one battle was provoked by her, she could see that Nan Zhou was surrounded by a group of people with only one person. Yingying was so frightened, needless to say.
But this kind of fear that came from the bottom of his bones, when he saw Nan Zhou's weak appearance, it all vanished.
The pleasure of stepping on a strong man in the mud made her want to laugh happily on her hips.
…
A drop of sweat slowly slipped from Nan Zhou's chin and fell on the floor of the bungalow full of strange patterns.
Nan Zhou's body is flexible. When his hands are against the wall and his shoulders are slightly slumped, the back waist naturally sags, and is lined by the slightly tight and narrow edge of the suit pants, making it even more natural that the rounded curve behind him is natural. It's all about this curve that holds the pants up.
Hearing Su Meiying's triumphant remarks, the sweaty Nan Zhou turned his face away.
The heat of his body gave birth to a pair of wings that were about to erupt, which made his back muscles move and his skin became hot.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he let out a slight vibrato, and the happy smile on Su Meiying's mouth twisted a bit.
"you… "
Su Meiying said proudly, "Yes, it's us."
Nan Zhou "… Who is it?"
Su Meiying "… "
Nan Zhou never saw "Zhaohui" from the beginning to the end, only after Jiang Fang relieved him, he heard a few words about the team he had just met.
Although the other party killed three people, they injured Brother Fang's hand.
It's too much.
His reaction undoubtedly angered the already moody Su Meiying.
She took a step forward and grinned, "Have you heard of 'Zhaohui'?"
“'Zhaohui'…”
Nan Zhou thought about it for a while, and suddenly said, "Ah."
Su Meiying showed a small knife and started to imagine how to paint on this beautiful face, so that the surnamed Jiang would be in pain when he found his body. "Do you remember?"
Nan Zhou "I remembered it. I've seen it on the leaderboard."
Speaking of which, Nan Zhou was a little unsustainable, and he panted twice, sounding weak and uncomfortable.
"You..." He asked humbly, "Isn't there five people?"
Su Meiying's smile froze at the corner of her mouth "… "
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Su Meiying trembled with anger.
Who is at an advantage now
He has fallen into the mud, and he still hasn't the slightest bit of self-consciousness to beg for pity
She would not think that Nan Zhou was simply curious.
She just thought it was provocation.
She tried her best to twist her anger into a smile, but the slightly twitching corner of her mouth betrayed her heart, "You have to ask the good teammate surnamed Jiang in your team."
"Brother Fang..."
Nan Zhou thought for a while, and finally matched the description of the two-person team in front of him and Jiang Fang.
At the same time, he also found a contradiction: "Brother Fang can kill the three of you alone, why do you still say that other players are stupid?"
… This question is too tricky to answer.
Su Meiying was furious, and just as she was about to step forward, a pair of thick arms like the stumps of sturdy plane trees stopped her.
Wei Chenghua "Don't fall for his tricks. There are many dreams in the night."
Nan Zhou sighed slightly.
Unfortunately, if Su Meiying got closer, her neck would be broken.
He clenched his palms repeatedly, mobilizing the remaining strength in his body, considering which part of his body he should assign it to.
At this moment, every muscle and skin of his was extremely sore and eager to be comforted.
Under Wei Chenghua's comfort, Su Meiying's temperament calmed down a little, but her anger still persisted.
Fortunately, under the fury, she still made the most appropriate decision.
She retreated into the safe area and held up her copy of "Whispers of the Succubus", which was unavailable due to a bug, "Old Wei, take your breath away, don't let him die, take his blood, I'm going to end the session. A curse, I want to make his life worse than death!"
Wei Chenghua smiled and shook his head as if he was looking at his self-willed daughter.
It's just that after receiving too much nourishment and nourishment, his current limbs have grown beyond the limits of human beings, his face has become swollen, and his skull has even undergone severe deformation in a short period of time - the cheeks are tight and the cheeks are tight. The bones are extremely high, the top of the skull is bulging, and the distance from the hairline to the eyebrows is twice as wide as a normal person.
It's more like atavism than evolution.
It made his smile look terrifying.
I have to say that now Wei Chenghua is more like a monster than Nan Zhou.
When he turned his head and faced Nanzhou, he restrained all the expressions on his ugly face.
... Su Meiying said she would stay alive, but Wei Chenghua had no such plan.
die.
He must die.
Even a sliver of life left for this monster is a shovel of soil added to their own grave.
Nan Zhou also turned sideways, and his knuckles against the wall slowly slipped.
Every time he took a breath, there were distant echoes and sounds from his eardrums, preventing him from fully concentrating.
Really... the worst time ever.
Wei Chenghua refused to give Nan Zhou any chance to breathe.
Seizing the moment when Nan Zhou inhaled, he suddenly exerted his strength and charged towards Nan Zhou at a speed that did not match his stout body.
He stepped on the ground, and the corner of a dark red floor tile shattered!
Nan Zhou jumped back, but almost fell to the ground.
His legs were weak from the core, and his limbs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't get out of Wei Chenghua's attack range at all.
Seeing that the situation could not retreat, Nan Zhou simply raised his hands and tried to block.
His bone density and structure were completely different from those of ordinary people.
However, the turbulent wind wrapped in Wei Chenghua's fist was not something normal humans would have.
The bones collided violently, and there was a metallic muffled sound.
This punch smashed away the peach-like blood that had just gathered on Nan Zhou's face.
Nan Zhou's bones were not broken, but the corner of his mouth was under heavy pressure, and a line of blood spurted out.
A drop of blood splashed onto the earlobe along Wei Chenghua's fist, like an overly bright earring.
The blood in his chest made Nan Zhou feel extremely disgusted, and his body softened for a while, and was firmly suppressed by Wei Chenghua's fist.
His peach blossom eyes lost focus for a while, and when he looked up at Wei Chenghua blankly, even though Wei Chenghua's face was as stubborn as his heart, his heart shook at a certain moment.
But Wei Chenghua didn't indulge in this anachronistic emotion.
When he noticed the change, he immediately changed color.
When his fist touched Nan Zhou's arm, he was shocked to find that the energy in his body was rapidly draining!
... Nan Zhou has something wrapped around his hand!
However, the panic for a moment turned to calm after only a moment.
Because Wei Chenghua quickly made a judgment that although the item was the same as the item on him, it was an absorption type item, but it was much weaker.
At best it can make people feel powerless.
But his big golden chain, which had absorbed dozens of lives, was shining brightly and dazzlingly on his bronze chest muscles.
Your own props are the highest quality rewards that are exchanged for 99 lives.
It radiates the brilliance of life.
As for Nan Zhou's little tricks...
Wei Chenghua did not retreat but advanced, grabbed Nan Zhou's hands, took his feet off the ground, and lifted them up!
When Nan Zhou's hands were lifted high by Wei Chenghua, taking advantage of his height, the clothes on his wrists were dropped by the cufflinks, and slowly slid down under the influence of gravity.
The long-chain suction star confiscated from Chen Xixi was quietly wrapped around his forearm by Nan Zhou.
Wei Chenghua smiled, "You just use this little thing to protect your life?"
As he spoke, he playfully held the chain that Nan Zhou had wrapped all the way to his elbow, and with a teasing expression, he let Nan Zhou absorb his endless strength, and at the same time kept putting pressure on the chain, trapping Nan Zhou's wrist and the chain together. With his rough palm like sandpaper, he grinds, crushes, and plays with it.
Slightly—
squeak—
The energy absorbed by Wei Chenghua couldn't stay in Nanzhou's body for a while.
It only catalyzed and accelerated the birth of mutation.
A pair of wings born from the sky pierced his decent suit and windbreaker in the air, cutting it into tatters.
The jerky bone sound made Nan Zhou frown in pain.
He didn't like to bark, so he pursed his lips and said nothing.
Until the overwhelmed, broken chain link tinkled down to his hair, shoulders, and feet.
Wei Chenghua squinted and looked up and down Nanzhou.
Any human being will take pleasure in conquering the strong.
The tougher the person, the more vivid the beauty when humiliated.
Wei Chenghua is not a reckless man, and he is also very aesthetic.
At the same time, he was also waiting for Nan Zhou's counterattack.
However, until Xingxing lost its brilliance and was rubbed into dust and slag by his hands, Nan Zhou still did not make any effective means of resistance.
… If kicking his knuckles with his legs counts.
It's just that those long, flexible legs have lost their lethal power, especially when they kicked on his skin like reinforced concrete, it was more like acting like a spoiled child.
Wei Chenghua waited cautiously for nearly half a minute, Su Meiying was already impatient, "Blood! I want his blood!"
Wei Chenghua smiled and said, "I'm happy to help."
With a flick of his fingertips, two bright small daggers moved up and down Nan Zhou's body, hitting his shoulder blades.
Nan Zhou stomped on his lower abdomen, and the wings on his back fluttered weakly, trying to escape.
It's just a half-succubus state, which leads to this pair of wings, which is far more decorative than functional waste.
Wei Chenghua watched as the beautiful shoulder blade was slowly pierced by the blade, and shrugged and ate all the blade.
Nanzhou is indeed a very patient creature.
The tick-tock sound of blood falling to the ground, accompanied by the sound of his heavier breathing, just couldn't hear a single moan.
He bit his lip, and only glanced at Wei Chenghua with his eyes, then closed his eyes, seemingly unable to open them again.
Wei Chenghua flicked it casually, and a few drops of blood accurately landed on the page of "The Whispers of the Succubus" opened by Su Meiying.
Ignoring Su Meiying who was ecstatic behind him, Wei Chenghua's eyes became colder.
He was sure that at this point, Nan Zhou still had nothing to do.
So…
The play is over.
He put his palm on Nan Zhou's neck with only one grip, forcing him to raise his head, fully exposing the more fragile Adam's apple in front of the hunter's eyes.
He looked like a clean white deer.
So beautiful, and one that makes you want to bite off his neck and see him smeared with blood.
Such good food cannot be wasted.
Nan Zhou just put on a fragile posture of letting him do whatever he wanted, letting the essence in his body be extracted little by little.
Wei Chenghua showed a satisfied smile.
The gold chain hanging from his neck swirls incessantly with golden light.
At first, the brilliance was only fading, and after that, it was a lasting shining, like an immortal star.
However, seeing that these abundant points were about to be spent on "Zhaohui", Wei Chenghua felt that something was wrong.
The light of the golden chain on his neck was gradually covered up by another light.
That light came from Nan Zhou's body.
Nanzhou is a light charm.
He is a photochemical monster.
The weaker he was, the more dazzling the light on his body became. The snow-white sunlight emanating from his body gradually engulfed the golden light.
Although Nan Zhou's strength was suppressed in all directions, his body's essence was too vigorous, and Wei Chenghua couldn't finish it no matter how he sucked it.
But Wei Chenghua's body was, after all, a human body.
If the body wants to accommodate more essence, it must grow and make more space.
The assistance of the gold chain did give Wei Chenghua the ability to grow his body.
However, right now, the high-speed injection of essence in a short period of time made his body unable to bear such growth.
He is like a sapling that has been roughly picked up.
Like a half-fed, full-faced person being forcibly strangled by the neck, a lot of water and air were poured in like a duck.
His stomach, his internal organs, filled and swelled as if they had been gassed.
Wei Chenghua could even hear the sound of his bones being swelled by the injected essence.
Wei Chenghua's complexion turned from blue to purple.
No... No!
He tried to shake off Nanzhou.
But Nan Zhou firmly clasped his wrist without moving.
Just now, he gathered the remaining strength in his body into the palm of his hand.
Now, the one who can't leave is Wei Chenghua.
Nan Zhou opened his eyes and quietly looked at Wei Chenghua, who was rolled his eyes by the soaring essence in his body.
This is his backhand.
His back hand is himself.
He bet that an absorbing player like Wei Chenghua would not be willing to kill himself with one knife and waste his good food.
… he bet right.
It seems that with Brother Fang, the gambling luck will get better.
Su Meiying, who was still happily flipping through the pages of the book, looking for a way to curse, heard Wei Chenghua's groaning sound, she didn't feel it was strange, and looked up—
I saw that Wei Chenghua's originally huge head had grown to twice its original size, and the hard skull began to grow forward strangely, as if a severe bone spur had grown on the skull, pressing his head into a stubby, stubby skull. in his neck, making him unable to maintain the balance of his shoulders and neck at all.
His shoulders could no longer hold up the balloon-like rise of his head, and his eyes were squeezed to the point of bursting out of their sockets.
Realizing that the situation was not right, Su Meiying was immediately anxious, and was about to turn two more pages, looking for the strongest curse that could be exchanged for the curse of flesh and blood, when the book in her palm was suddenly taken away.
The movements are as neat as the class teacher confiscating extracurricular books.
Su Meiying "… "
Wearing flat glasses with a predictive function, Jiang Fang stood behind Su Meiying with a calm expression, as elegant and decent as he pretended to be a school inspector when he was young.
His voice could not tell the specific joy and anger.
An ordinary sentence sounded cold to Su Meiying's words: "This classmate, you are too young to read such a book." :,