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Jiang You kicked his feet quickly, and the office chair under his butt quickly slid away, escaping from the spray range.

So far, she has been able to avoid Zhang Shuhui's "bloody verbal abuse" in the first place.

Zhang Shuhui quickly covered her mouth with her hands, but she couldn't cover it at all. The blood in her mouth squirted out from between her fingers, and even sprayed out from her nostrils.

This happens every time she thinks about spoilers. The more powerful the thought is, the more ferociously the blood spurts out.

At this time, a hurried figure rushed in from outside, "Jiang You, please don't hit this bald donkey, he...fuck you!"

Chen Meiyu looked at the scene in front of her in confusion. .

In the middle of the living room, I saw a petite woman covering her mouth with her hands, blood spurting out from between her fingers and nostrils like a showerhead.

She ignored the fact that the mace on her shoulder was still dripping with blood, and stared blankly at Zhang Shuhui, who was spewing blood crazily.

"Dear me, I've never seen anyone with so much blood..."

Monk Wuxie kept chanting "Amitabha" but it was of no use at all. He had never seen such a strange scene. Where was someone spurting blood like a burst water pipe?

Is your blood pressure that high? !

Everyone in the team is used to Zhang Shuhui's spewing blood.

Zhang Shuhui covered her mouth with both hands and stood in front of Jiang You to prevent her from attacking Wuxie.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

I was speechless and could only shake my head.

Jiang You struck with a knife, Zhang Shuhui rolled her eyes and fainted, and the fountain-like blood stopped instantly.

She picked up Zhang Shuhui's limp body and handed it to Yanchi, "Watch her so she doesn't choke to death on her own blood."

Yanchi nodded, took Zhang Shuhui to find a relatively clean corner, lay on her side, and then opened her mouth to prevent her from choking to death due to the blood remaining in her mouth flowing back.

A series of movements as skillful as eating.

He couldn't understand how there was so much blood in Zhang Shuhui's petite body.

It feels like a gas tank. It doesn't look big, but it's full of compressed liquefied gas, and it can spray non-stop once the gas tank is opened.

Chen Meiyu came back to her senses and glanced at Monk Wuxie angrily, but she didn't dare to attack, as if she couldn't stand him but couldn't kill him.

Walked to Jiang You and said to her.

"Jiang You, you'd better not attack this monk at will. He will project the attack on the attacker like a mirror image!"

The first time Chen Meiyu made a sneak attack on the monk, she shot directly at his head.

As a result, the monk was fine. She had a severe head injury and lay in bed for three days before she recovered.

She did not believe in evil, so she continued to attack the monk a second time, hitting the monk's heart with a hammer. The monk remained motionless, and as a result, three of her ribs were broken.

After learning the lesson from the first two times, she directly poisoned the monk's food for the third time.

As a result, I crawled out in the middle of the night to find the antidote.

This monk is very evil!

It can even rebound after being poisoned!

But she didn't know that the monk didn't eat the food she poisoned. She was poisoned because she ate something else.

Jiang You, "You didn't tell me about this monk before."

The awakening of unsequential powers is usually related to the power user himself. Zhang Shuhui had an ostrich mentality at the beginning, so the power she awakened was a protective shield.

This monk's supernatural powers are probably related to his own beliefs.

Mirror transmission... As he said, cause and effect comes to you.

It really has a Buddhist meaning.

What Chen Meiyu had concealed was now revealed, and she smiled awkwardly.

"Who doesn't have some cards left? Besides, at that time, I wasn't sure whether you could really succeed.

It's not too late for me to come over now, you haven't met yet..."

She searched around in a blink of an eye, but didn't find the person she was looking for, so she quickly asked, "Where is that bastard Shangguan Ling?"

So the purpose of her coming here was not to remind Jiang You specifically, but to find Shangguan Ling.

This was a temporary alliance, and Jiang You didn't expect much from her.

She is not so conceited as to think that Chen Meiyu will tell everything. It is enough that she can selectively tell part of the inside story.

Jiang You pointed to a small room next to him.

"I was pulled over for experiments, and I'm guessing he's still alive now. If you have anything to ask, you can run faster before it's too late."

Chen Meiyu ran away like a gust of wind.

In the laboratory, several experimental subjects were stuffing the third egg sac into Shangguan Ling's stomach, when the door was suddenly knocked open by a muscular figure.

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, and several people almost dropped what they were holding.

As soon as Chen Meiyu rushed in, she saw a dozen experimental subjects dragging egg sacs around the operating table. On the table was Shangguan Ling, who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

In fact, the experimental subjects all turned back to look at her, and the scene was a bit strange.

She had seen the complete queen ant in the ant nest, so she was not too surprised to see these people.

After just a casual glance, he rushed up to test Shangguan Ling's breathing, and he breathed a sigh of relief the next second.

"You guys go out first, I have something to ask him." She said to the others.

The experimental subjects didn't move.

Chen Meiyu added, "You can continue after I finish asking."

Those people still didn't move.

The man holding the scalpel said, "You can't ask. He bit his tongue and bit it off. Now he can't speak."

It’s okay, I can still write even if I can’t speak!

Chen Meiyu thought.

The man seemed to have read through her thoughts and directly grabbed Shangguan Ling's arm and shook it. The arm was limp and drooping, as if it had no bones.

"My arms and legs are also broken, so I can't write."