Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

A mountain of will instantly invaded Scarface's mind, and his already precarious consciousness defense collapsed instantly, and the ubiquitous pollution swallowed him up. In front of everyone, they saw the scene after the Grand Master was contaminated.

The broken body expanded and twisted rapidly, the clothes were torn, and the skin mutated into green. I wonder if he was still thinking about his legs before he died. After the mutation, he directly grew six legs, supporting them like an octopus. Black ichor continuously flowed out of his body, corroding into a deep pit after falling to the ground.

It is the strongest pollutant encountered so far.

The pollution released outside made Xin Che and others feel extremely uncomfortable, and they subconsciously retreated further away from Scarface.

Cen Hanyan, who was already injured, turned even paler and held on to Dana tightly. "I want to commit suicide, take my wristband, I don't want to become a monster!"

Song Qiao took two steps and stood in front of Cen Hanyan and Dana. His mental power formed a shield to protect them.

The pollution disappeared, and Cen Hanyan could no longer hear the harsh screams and murmurs. She looked up at Song Qiao's back with complicated eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, Ziqing will be angry if I turn you into a monster." Song Qiao said directly without looking back, with a lazy tone.

Can this woman read minds? Or are there eyes in the back?

"Ah, in this state, nuclei will form." Song Qiao murmured, his mental power swept through the contaminants, and found the hidden nuclei in his chest.

At the beginning of the battle, the defensive power of the pollutant was more than ten times stronger, but it was still cut open like tofu by Murakami's sword. Song Qiao did not attack the core directly, but after cutting the pollutant into several pieces, he inadvertently slashed Stab to the core of the chest.

The pollutants screamed, turned into a puddle of black water in the next second, and then gradually disappeared.

Only then did Xin Che and Hong Yang dare to come over and walk to Cen Hanyan, "How are you, Hanyan? Are you okay?"

"Sister Hanyan, are you okay?"

Concerned voices were heard endlessly. Song Qiao put away the knife. Fire Fox, who had been observing the surroundings on the wall, jumped into her arms, then crawled to her shoulders and lay down.

"You can't die." Song Qiao glanced at Cen Hanyan, walked over, and pointed at Cen Hanyan's chest. The cold breath rushed in, dispelling the random breath in her body, and repaired the injury at the same time.

Cen Hanyan had only seen this move on Ye Ziqing.

I didn’t expect Song Qiao to do it too!

What is her strength? ? ? Grandmaster? extraordinary? It can’t be Poxu!

Absolutely impossible!

Poxu can't get in here!

Cen Hanyan looked at Song Qiao with complicated eyes, "Thank you."

"You are welcome."

After saying that, Song Qiao took the lead and left the alley full of pollutant corpses.

Several people quickly followed. Because Cen Hanyan had recovered, Dana did not continue to support her. Instead, she walked to Song Qiao. She restrained herself from touching the fox lying on Song Qiao's shoulder. She couldn't help but ask: " Han Yan is injured behind her back, why do you want her breasts?" The three people following behind also pricked up their ears at the same time.

why?

It must be because there are acupuncture points there, which are better for healing, Cen Hanyan thought.

It must be because she happened to be standing in front of Sister Han Yan, just casually, Xin Che thought.

I think it's because it's easy, Hong Yang thought.

Good question, Song Qiao answered while stroking the fox's hanging tail: "It's nothing, just trying the feel, the elasticity is good."

Good flexibility?

Good elasticity!

Good flexibility? !

"Xin Che, don't stop me!!! Song Qiao!! Is it amazing to be stronger than me! Can you take advantage of me if you are stronger than me?! You give me a whimper..."

Dana hurried to Cen Hanyan's side and covered her mouth.

Pushing up her glasses with her other hand, Dana calmly persuaded: "Don't have too strong mood swings, as it will cause pollution. Miss Song also wanted to save you, she just said casually..."

"That's right." Xin Che comforted.

"Besides, we are both women, so it's just a light touch, so it won't rise to the level of taking advantage." Dana continued.

"That's right!!" Xin Che nodded.

"Han Yan, you are so calm and restrained, you can't continue like this." Dana said earnestly.

"That's it!!"

Hong Yang, who was half a beat too slow to react, punched the palm of his hand, "Sister Song, it turns out you like Han Yan. If you had told me earlier, I could secretly tell you about Han Yan's hobbies!"

Cen Hanyan's vision went dark, and he waved away Dana's hand covering his mouth, "Let me go! I'm going to kill him!!!"

Who specifically wants to be killed can't be distinguished between men and women when expressed in Chinese.

Outside the court, everyone who was shocked by Song Qiao's strength now had strange expressions.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to increase Song Qiao's threat level or keep it the same.

Eyes that were either gossiping or inquiring fell on Ye Ziqing, and I saw that this woman who looked like snow in the clouds had no expression on her face. She was calm and indifferent, as if she had not seen the scene just now.

However, the hand hidden on Song Qiao's waist was exerting force unconsciously.

twist.

After twisting, he used his spiritual power to recover, and Ye Ziqing quickly calmed down. She even began to wonder if Song Qiao did it on purpose, just because he didn't agree to share a bed with her, so he deliberately molested his subordinates to get revenge on herself.

In fact, classmate Ye Ziqing, if you think too much, she is just attacking indiscriminately.

The world is not one where Cen Hanyan is injured.

On the way to the South Bank Plaza, Song Qiao easily dealt with various forces, including even a group of Chinese!

"Why did you attack them just now?" After Cen Hanyan turned off the microphone with a cold face, Dana acted as the team's questioner.

Song Qiao looked at the points and rankings on his wrist and replied casually: "He said he bet 500 points on Ye Ziqing to lose."

"Then you should remove his third leg as well." Cen Hanyan said coldly.

"I also think that he didn't give me a chance, so he cut off his hand and it was contaminated." Song Qiao was very regretful.

Xin Che and Hong Yang clamped their legs again.

There was a group of people standing on the street corner not far away. It seemed that they had seen them and were waiting there specially.

The leader is none other than the director of the National Security Bureau, Tang Lan.

Cen Hanyan and the others breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward quickly, "Director!" If before, they were still thinking about breaking out on their own, but now they just want to return to the embrace of the country, and that's not possible without the help of a large army! The strength is a bit low!

Ling Xiao was a little surprised, "Are you still alive?"

You must know that they have encountered several groups of casual cultivators along the way. If they were not outnumbered and powerful, they would also suffer. In this way, manpower was lost in a small wave of pollution.

Song Qiao noticed that there were many domestic casual cultivators in the ranks of the National Security Bureau, but there was no Wudang disciple Hua Mingchao among them.

Dana found that Song Qiao didn't look excited, nor did he come closer. Instead, he stood five steps away, not too far or too close.

Tang Lan remained silent and looked at Song Qiao in surprise. She felt pressure from this person! It's obviously just a little grandmaster's strength, why does it give her a sense of oppression!

Feng Yi crossed the crowd, took a few steps forward, and walked to the opposite side of Song Qiao. "You're doing well, and you even have a fox fur scarf."

Song Qiao chuckled, "Are you envious? I sold you."

"how much is it?"

"for free."

"Then I don't want it. The ones that don't cost money are the most expensive."

Song Qiao looked at Feng Yi strangely, "You don't want any money, and you don't even take advantage of it!"

Feng Yi stretched out his hand and touched the fox's fur. His voice was as ethereal as the wind, "Don't be disrespectful to me. I'm not that kind of person."

? ? ? What kind of person? Can you speak clearly? Who is not serious? ?