Global Apocalypse: Awakening the Soul-Swallowing Talent at the Beginning.

"I, I have already put you..."

"First rape and then kill, right?" Zhao Qiaoer raised her eyes, a cold murderous intent revealed in her lifeless pupils.

She didn't continue speaking, but looked at Lu Zhongxian beside her and asked.

"What will be his final outcome?"

"I don't know." Lu Zhongxian answered truthfully, without any change in his expression.

It was as if Zhao Qiaoer's shocking words just now did not reach his ears.

"The mission I received was just to capture the four of them and send them to Master Lu Hemu."

"But..." Lu Zhongxian changed the subject, his eyes revealing a murderous intent that was three times stronger than Zhao Qiaoer's:

"Their ending is likely to be that they will not survive."

"That's good." Zhao Qiaoer nodded and continued to look at Liu Wuya.

Regardless of the other party's trembling appearance at the moment, he said lightly:

"My innate ability [Double Lotus] allows me to revive myself."

"Every 24 hours, you can store one resurrection opportunity, up to a maximum of three times."

"The resurrection method is very simple." As she spoke, the woman took out a dagger and squatted down:

"Just cut off some body tissue."

"When the main body dies, this part of the tissue will quickly generate a new body and revive me."

Click.

As soon as the words were spoken, the blade of the dagger hit the concrete floor.

Zhao Qiaoer picked up the little toe she had cut off without changing her expression and handed it to Liu Wuya.

"See, that's it."

"Although I have no chance of resurrection now, after 24 hours, once my original body dies, the new me will use this little toe as a seed and grow and bloom again!"

The bloody toes in front of me were getting closer and closer;

The nasal cavity was filled with an increasingly strong smell of blood;

The woman's calm narration continued to reach my ears.

Even Liu Wuya, a ruthless criminal who regarded life as worthless, felt his stomach churning and almost vomiting at this moment.

Nerves on the verge of collapse.

But at this moment, Zhao Qiaoer's face suddenly moved closer!

Liu Wuya almost instinctively wanted to dodge.

But the blindfolded angel behind him held him down firmly, preventing him from moving an inch.

The woman's sexy and tender lips gently touched Liu Wuya's earlobe.

His eyes were dull and his face was dull.

But the ambiguous words coming out of his mouth made people blush and imagine:

"Brother Liu, please be gentle and be considerate to me..."

Liu Wuya shuddered violently.

The tense nerves finally collapsed at this moment!

The image of Zhao Qiaoer enjoying herself under him kept appearing in his mind, intertwined with the bloody scene before his eyes.

At that time, in the not-so-spacious RV, he vented his anger wantonly, without considering any consequences, because he knew that the three women he had ravaged would be killed by him in the end!

So he has no scruples!

but now,

One of them, a woman who was supposed to be a corpse, was resurrected!

And he himself happened to fall into the hands of the other party!

The fear of impending revenge instantly filled every nerve of Liu Wuya, making him want to vomit uncontrollably.

"We have to go. If we are late, Master Lu Hemu will be impatient."

Lu Zhongxian still looked businesslike, and his serious expression did not change at all.

The angels flapped their wings and flew towards Lu Hemu.

Not long after they left,

In a corner where no one was paying attention, a small shadow moved.

Half of a petite body poked out from the shadows.

Li Luo frowned slightly and typed a few messages on the data panel.

Then he turned into a shadow and chased in the direction the angel disappeared.

After a while.

Lu Hemu, whose eyes had been wandering on Liu Ruyanying, suddenly noticed something and looked up at the sky.

Several white figures quickly descended and knelt on one knee to salute.

Lu Zhongxian followed closely behind, bringing four members of the Liu family as well as Zhao Mou and Zhao Qiaoer, who landed one after another.

"You're a little slow, old dog."

Lu Hemu treated Lu Zhongxian without any politeness at all.

Lu Zhongxian still looked serious, with no trace of anger on his face.

He bowed slightly and said apologetically:

"I have kept you waiting for so long, young master. I know I am guilty."

"Hmph..." Lu Hemu walked forward slowly, wanting to ask Liu Wuya about Liu Chang.

But before he could reach the other party, he turned his sight and suddenly saw Zhao Mou and Zhao Qiaoer on the side, and laughed mischievously:

"Hey, these two look familiar, I seem to have seen them somewhere..."

"No, I haven't seen it before. It just looks like the old dog, so I feel familiar with it!"

"Hey old dog, they are your son and daughter, right?"

"Strategy, strength, and cleverness... This person must be Zhao Qiaoer, and she is quite pretty!"

"So are you... Zhao Mou or Zhao Jin?"

As he spoke, Lu Hemu had already stood in front of Zhao Mou.

The latter quickly lowered his head, speaking in a respectful and flattering tone:

"My humble name is Zhao Mou, nice to meet Master Lu Hemu."

"Haha, you are indeed the smart one." Lu Hemu suddenly stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Mou on the shoulder.

Then he walked towards Liu Wuya, muttering to himself as he walked:

"That makes sense. The Zhao family was destroyed, and the brainless Zhao Jin must have died a long time ago."

Every word was like a hammer and a chisel, constantly hitting Lu Zhongxian.

But he is like a clay statue,

Not only did his expression not change, even his breathing rate didn't change at all.

It was as if the person Lu Hemu had just commented on was not his own flesh and blood.

But they are unrelated piglets and puppies.

"Liu Wuya, right?"

Lu Hemu looked at the man who was as thin as a sieve and frowned slightly.

I thought to myself, is this coward afraid of heights?

Why is it shaking so violently, as if it's about to fall apart?

"Liu Wuya! Young Master Lu is asking you a question!" Liu Ruyan shouted unhappily, barely waking the man up.

"Ah? Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The subconscious nonsense made everyone around frown.

Even the three Liu family members who were traveling with him were quite confused, wondering why Liu Wuya suddenly started talking nonsense.

"Crazy?" Lu Hemu looked at Lu Zhongxian inquiringly:

"What the hell are you doing, old dog? How can I ask you this?"

"I know my crime." Lu Zhongxian was still as docile as before:

"But if the young master wants to ask questions and get information, this old servant does have some means."

"Hurry up." Lu Hemu waved his hand impatiently, with no intention of asking further questions.

"Yes." Lu Zhongxian responded, and his right hand holding the knight's spear slightly turned.

The mysterious runes once again flowed on the surface of the golden spear.

Driven by these runes, the flames on the blade of a blindfolded angel suddenly spread and swept all over his body.

Under the scorching flames, the angel did not suffer any harm.

Instead, the white feather wings behind him became even whiter, and the aura he exuded became even more holy!

The only thing that was burned was the blindfold.

Lu Zhongxian suddenly spoke at this moment, but the voice came from the angel's mouth:

"Sinful soul, look me in the eyes!"

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