The danger was approaching quickly. Except for Luo Jia, the other four people obviously had rich combat experience. Three middle-aged men quickly formed formations on the beach, back to back, holding wooden sticks, and stared at the sea nervously.

As for the thin old man, he was in the back, and it should be the three people in front of him. Luo Jia saw that the old man quietly moved his footsteps and reached directly opposite Luo Jia, protecting Luo Jia with his old body, and then secretly reached out and made a peace of mind gesture to Luo Jia.

Suddenly, a warm current passed in Luo Jia's heart. While being moved by the thin old man, he also disliked himself a little. He exercised too little in daily life. The golden dome clearly gave him proud physical capital, but more than ten years have passed, Luo Jia has only thought in addition to work, and has always ignored the polishing and utilization of his body.

Now that it is so sad, others have long since gotten rid of nerve anesthetics and actively rescued themselves, but Luo Jia can't even say a complete sentence, and her tongue seems to be tied up and she is not obedient.

This is like begging for money and silver. With such good physical conditions, why didn’t you learn some fighting and life-saving techniques?

People are so angry that people are so angry that they are. In terms of knowledge reserves, Luo Jia has never been afraid of anyone, but the conscience of the world is that although he is known as the leader of the Tiantuan Group, he really does not know how to fight and has never experienced such a thrilling scene.

Bang ~

Suddenly, a muffled sound broke out, and the lobster clamps suddenly stretched out from under the beach where several people were standing, like a huge gantry gate, instantly cutting the legs of the curly middle-aged man.

Pooh ~

Blood was like a fountain, spraying from the base of his thighs. The middle-aged man screamed and fell on the beach to struggle. The yellow sand accompanied by blood emitted a strong smell of blood.

After just a few struggles, the middle-aged man with curly hair seemed to lose his vitality, his voice weakened, his limbs were stiff, and his face was pale.

Meanwhile, a weird man jumped out from under the beach, with lobster-shaped tongs, which seemed to be a hybrid of humans and giant lobsters.

I saw the giant pliers swing out, and in a few strokes, three middle-aged men were dealt with without any delay. The pliers like big scissors were waving like the wind, and the pliers were fatal.

Early morning, sunshine, beach, sea, blue waves, breeze, weird people, corpses, blood stains, internal organs... all kinds of things constitute the most tragic picture in the world.

The weird man with lobster claws turned around, shook off the blood on the claws, and approached the skinny old man and Luo Jia. Seeing that his life was in danger, the old man closed his eyes in pain, and the folds on his face kept trembling.

Swish ~

The weird man raised his bloody pliers and was about to hit the old man's face when suddenly Luo Jia shouted loudly behind him, "Scar! You are Scar No. 5!"

He has been a technical mate all his life. Luo Jia has never seen such a tragic scene. He has never noticed that his face and voice have been distorted at this moment. This is a natural reaction of human beings under extreme tension and panic.

"Save?"

The skinny old man thought to himself that he gave Luo Jia a grateful look and burst into tears.

Just as Luo Jia shouted, a miracle happened. The strange man seemed to understand Luo Jia's words. The blood-colored pliers were less than ten centimeters away from the old man. He stopped, turned his head, and looked at Luo Jia in confusion.

Plop ~

Just when the old man was secretly happy and thought he would be saved, the strange man suddenly rose up, and the big clamp came up from bottom to top, hitting the old man directly, landing on the sea surface dozens of meters away, and the blood quickly spread along the sea current.

Luo Jia never expected that this weirdo was so cruel. He had already stopped, but he still refused to let the old man go. He was hit hard, so the old man must have died.

Perhaps it was because of the fierce scene that caused Luo Jia's blood to go backwards. His heartbeat accelerated wildly, and his adrenaline was released desperately. Finally, he partially got rid of the control of nerve anesthetics, able to move his arms and make sounds, so he shouted at the weirdo.

As for Luo Jia knows the name of the weirdo, it is entirely because of the early investigation. After getting No. 7, Luo Jia is very interested in the last twelve biological weapons of biological civilization and has learned in detail about their characteristic attributes.

Scar No. 5 is the name of the weird man in front of him. The hideous lightning-shaped scar on his face and the huge dark red lobster claws are enough to prove his identity.

Of course, Luo Jia didn't know that these final biological weapons could also turn into human form. Since No. 7 was always in a guinea pig state, Luo Jia always thought that all final biological weapons were in animal form.

Open his mouth, and the scar's mouth emits a star-like phrase, "Do you know me?"

"Yes."

"What's the reason?"

"Because No. 7 and I are friends." Luo Jiaqiang replied calmly.

"White Light? He is still alive?"

"Well, Bai Guang is still alive, and he is also in a water-shaped civilization, but..."

"It's just something!? Explain it clearly!"

Scar glared at the eyes and Luo Jia's liver was trembling, but his attitude might show that Scar cares a lot about the life and death of No. 7.

Luo Jia swallowed and spitted, "But No. 7 is a little different from you, he can't turn into a human form."

Hahahaha~

Scar was stunned at first, then laughed loudly. After the laughter, another trace of sadness flashed through his eyes, "White light, double shadows, Feihong, they failed, but they were not completely physical, and Jianjia, Zidian, etc., were lucky enough to open up more power."

"At that time, we felt that maybe Bai Guang and the others might be able to get out of it after waiting for a while, but before that day could come, biological civilization would be destroyed. We would die and run away."

"Especially Bai Guang, not only did he not know anything, but he also formed a flattering personality. He was the weakest among us. Although the creator claimed that once he knew, Bai Guang was unstoppable, I was always skeptical about it. After all, that kid not only did not have strong strength, but also lacked a strong personality. Even if his strength could be compensated for the acquired nature, his personality defects could not be saved."

What the hell…

What is this actually what a biochemical beast said?

A pleasing personality?

Have you learned to analyze this lobster in your heart?

Luo Jia's heart suddenly felt storm. Scar No. 5 is a biochemical beast, a lobster artificially synthesized by biological civilization, a biochemical weapon used to save the entire clan. However, Scar's mind has obviously exceeded the world's perception of biochemical beasts.

As for whether Number 7 is a pleasing personality?

It's true.

When those warriors of the Ice Tooth Civilization hit him, No. 7 also held back a smile. Although he became much lazy when he stayed by Luo Jia, he also made Luo Jia happy. In order to make Luo Jia happy, he didn't care about dressing up as a funny look.

This kind of disregarding one's own feelings in order to please others is a typical pleasing personality. The biggest weakness of pleasing personality is that it is too important to see others and too lightly. It is the opposite of a narcissistic personality and obsessed with the false sense of security around others. Don't you see how satisfied the expression is when Number 7 is hidden in Luo Jia's arms? This little guy is afraid that others will leave him and don't take him to play, which is also very insecure.

Luo Jia recalled the various things he had with No. 7, and couldn't help but sigh that Scar's summary was incisive, and she didn't even notice that No. 7's flattering personality was very serious.

"Wait for me." Suddenly, Scar looked at the corpse that was split on the ground and said.

The scene that happened immediately surprised Luo Jia. The scar did not devour the dead body as he imagined and did strange things such as extracting energy from the corpse.

On the contrary, Scar used two huge pliers to lift up the yellow sand and buried the body. Then the pair of large pliers changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually turned into two wheat-colored, full-muscular arms. In this way, Scar was nothing different. He was a young human in his early twenties, with a strong muscle and full of strength.

"I don't like the smell of blood, it will make you feel nauseous." Scar said to Luo Jia.

"No, Lobster Boss, it's not like this when you kill people!" Luo Jia said in surprise. He found that the scars of fighting and not fighting were completely different manifestations. The former was crazy and the latter was rational.

"Do you think I'll eat them?" Scar saw Luo Jia's face strange, so he asked with his head tilted.

"I thought I was a sacrifice to you, so..." Luo Jia stammered.

"Sacrifice?"

"What are you treating me as?"
Chapter completed!