Weird Talk Asylum Center

"This old guy really deserves to be beaten for laughing."

Wang Jin curled his lips and looked at Zhao Guangming intently.

"You two look the same now."

Leonard coughed lightly and changed to a comfortable sitting position.

The originally tense battlefield seems to have become a stage for two people.

The woman who died seven years ago, and the man who died seven years ago.

Of course, it all depends on whether Liuli is willing to accompany Zhao Guangming in the performance.

As long as the two sides tear their faces apart, that kind of strange talk about personality is far from being able to be dealt with by their group.

However, Wang Jin doesn't really want the mustache to appear now.

Liuli herself knew that neither Zhao Guangming nor Wang Jin had the ability to really send her back.

That's why she was able to reminisce with Zhao Guangming leisurely.

As long as Moustache, who is powerful enough to change the situation, appears, she will kill Wang Jin and his group while the former is trying to break through the barrier.

The balance cannot be broken, but if it continues like this, it is just waiting to die.

While watching the excitement, Wang Jin was also thinking hard about what to do next.

"Boss, the underground is blocked."

A disheveled little Hei emerged from Wang Jin's side. He shook off the dirt on his body and honestly reported the situation.

"Above too."

Ah Zi whispered into Wang Jin's ear, with a worried tone.

"Ah, it's difficult."

Wang Jin sighed, but didn't say much.

This situation is completely under consideration, but he can't think of how to solve it for a while.

Of course, the best way is for Zhao Guangming to directly transform into a peerless hunk and hack that girl to death.

Although the probability is not high, it is definitely not zero.

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"Ha, you've learned to be smart."

Liuli raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Guangming.

Gradually, there were strange black lines flowing on her body, and the blood vessels seemed to be rushing with poison.

The sacred breath became distorted, and even the enchantment became erratic.

"So... that's the end of the reminiscence, Zhao Guangming."

The despair and desolation on Liuli's face disappeared, and it changed back to that girlish playfulness.

"If I kill them all, will you come with me?"

"What do you say?"

Zhao Guangming stood in front of Wang Jin and his group with unkind eyes.

"Always try."

Liuli tilted her head, and said the most terrifying words in an innocent tone.

The amber light became thicker and thicker, as if it was going to engulf everyone.

The radiance of divinity sprinkled on the ground, and the colored glaze slowly flew up.

Even though the light was unstable due to toxins, it exuded an irresistible aura.

"Old Zhao!"

"Ha, let's start playing for real."

Zhao Guangming sighed, and took the box flying from behind.

With a soft sound, the metal spine was pressed hard against the back.

Those penetrating barbs pierced the skin, pierced the flesh, and hung on the bone.

There was a faint sound of metal collision, and the external spine was perfectly connected.

Zhao Guangming drank the shining serum, and the middle-aged man raised his head and let out a painful roar.

The sound of rushing blood can be heard clearly, and the heart is like a beating drum.

The palpitating aura soared to the sky, and the legendary suicidal bird returned to the peak again.

A strange power rose from Zhao Guangming's body, it was... the breath of strange talk.

Unlike accepting the blessings of power and pollution, Zhao Guangming's current behavior is equivalent to directly mixing himself with strange stories.

What could be called a crazy move also brought a power several times greater than blessings.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is now a weirdo.

"Ha, it's really strong."

Zhao Guangming shook his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the next second, his pupils turned a strange dark gold.

The muscles slowly circulated, and there was a low growl like thunder.

That is the ultimate power, enough to make people lose themselves.

"Damn it... the person who came up with such a plan must be a lunatic, right?"

"Ah, you know that person."

The little fox turned over in Wang Jin's arms, and after biting him twice, the little girl seemed to be in a much better mood.

"Mr. Epidemic Doctor, the one who helps you adjust your eyes."

"He has been engaged in this kind of research, so he can successfully deal with your big trouble."

"what…"

Wang Jin nodded, and then remembered the strange story about using a knife no matter what kind of surgery he did.

If it was him, it would not be surprising to do anything.

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"call…"

When the wind rang, it was Zhao Guangming breathing.

thump.

The earth trembled, it was Zhao Guangming taking steps.

Every move of this middle-aged man carries a terrifying force.

It's a pity that Wang Jin can see that this is not normal.

This means that Zhao Guangming cannot fully control this power.

"He couldn't take it anymore physically."

Han Dong, who had known Zhao Guangming the longest, saw the clue, and his eyes were full of worry.

"It's okay, just hold on for a few minutes."

Wang Jin pointed to the dozens of rapidly approaching figures in the distance, and finally took a breath.

"The deputy chief is here."

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"Fuck, what the hell did these people do?"

Mustache looked at the messy residential area with a face full of shock.

Sword marks more than ten meters long, huge potholes created by the explosion.

These were not done by gods, so there is only one possibility.

"This kid is so good at fighting?"

Mustache looked at the slowly waving figure, his eyes almost popped out.

"Han Dong held back such important information, is he so afraid that I will rob him?"

Flipping the pages of the book in his hand, Mustache moved forward rapidly.

Countless white figures behind him followed his footsteps, and their uniform appearance was a bit abnormal.

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boom--

The ground collapsed, and Zhao Guangming rose into the sky.

The metal spine on his back strengthened his ability to bear, so that he would not be injured by the huge force generated by his body.

The serum he just drank gave him the tyrannical physique and speed of Guai Tan for a short time, which was enough to compete with Liu Li for a short time.

The black coat rattled, and the two knives in his hands slashed out again.

The difference from before is that the attack range this time is ridiculously large.

The blade-like airflow extended outwards, slashing towards the holy figure from a long distance.

"Earth and rock."

Liuli spoke slowly, she couldn't kill Zhao Guangming, but she could harm him by changing the surrounding situation.

The ground was raised high, and gravel flew out, hitting Zhao Guangming's body but shattering them all.

Now he doesn't even need to deliberately block.