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Chapter 190 The Gods Attack(3/3)

Gu Qingqiu was stunned: Are you saying that he is not a human being?

Are there still monsters in human form?

Right!

Gu Qingqiu looked at the Golden Scorpion Queen. Since half of her body is human, it is not surprising that the whole body is human.

It shouldn't be a human being, but it's also not a life form born in this place!

The Golden Scorpion Queen looked at the literary young man: It is very strong, I suggest you choose to surrender!

For these monsters, all they have to do is follow the law of the jungle and surrender if they can't be beaten.

dignity?

Is that thing edible?

you……

The literary young man pointed at the Golden Scorpion Queen: Get lost!

This is because the living beings born from his radiation are equivalent to his children, so he will not kill them.

The Golden Scorpion Queen hesitated for a moment, her desire for life was still greater than the desire to reproduce. She muttered to Lin Baici: I'm sorry, there is nothing I can do, I hope you can survive!

After the Golden Scorpion Queen finished speaking, she quickly slipped away.

Zhang Heng also suddenly launched his attack.

superior!

Zhang Heng roared and dispersed with his group members, rushing towards the literary youth. Before they arrived, various long-range divine favors had already blasted past them.

The breakout begins!

rush!

Lin Baici took the lead, but after just a few steps, Xia Hongyao overtook her.

The leader must take the lead!

This is Xia Hongyao’s insistence.

The artistic young man repeated his old trick, taking a deep breath and then exhaling.

The colorful air was exhaled and dyed on Zhang Heng and his party, and then the literary young man began to wave, only this time,

A man teleported in front of him and grabbed his wrist.

Don't even think about it!

The man roared and stabbed the artistic young man in the eye socket with his dagger.

He is the deputy leader of the third section.

The literary young man still had no expression, and he didn't even see any obvious counterattack. He just stared at the deputy leader, and then the deputy leader suddenly melted.

It's like a wax figure that has been roasted by high temperatures, falling limply to the ground, or like a pile of paint that has been burned by the sun.

Zhang Heng's scalp went numb when he saw this scene.

Don't you even touch it?

How to fight this?

But there is no choice!

Go! Go! Go!

Zhang Heng roared angrily.

kill!

Wu Zhaokun and his entourage roared and rushed towards the literary young man with murderous intent.

What are you doing?

Zhang Heng was in a hurry.

This is different from the plan. Wu Zhaokun and others seem to be desperate, but in fact they are bluffing. They will escape, while Zhang Heng and the deputy leader will stay to delay time.

Leader, let’s go crazy together when we win, and fight together when we lose!

Wu Zhaokun turned around and showed a bright smile towards Zhang Heng. His eight big teeth were shining brightly even under the light of candlelight.

Damn it, get out of here...

Before Zhang Heng finished speaking, Wu Zhaokun was slapped on the shoulder by a literary young man. His whole body snapped and turned into a piece of paper, which staggered to the ground.

Damn it!

Fang Tianhua, who was also charging, felt a sudden change in his heart.

This is a very famous rookie in the Kyushu Security Bureau. Otherwise, he would not have been selected by the third department. But now, he will die with just one slap.

This monster is so terrifying.

Don't be stupid, you all go!

Fei Xiao shouted: Zhang Heng and I are holding him back!

The chaos begins!

The muscular Buddha appears behind the artistic young man, and the Buddha punches out!

Oh la...

It only punched once, and the fist was hit by the literary young man.

Snapped!

The entire right arm of the Muscular Buddha turned into a piece of paper and dropped directly into two dimensions.

Still struggling? Then become my art!

Just as the literary young man was about to start creating, a bronze sword grazed his neck and shot past him. He dodged, but his eyes hurt.

It was a champion dart that hit it in the left eye.

Um?

The literary young man was surprised, this dart could actually hurt him?

It seems to be a creation of a god!
Chapter completed!
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