Dressed as Meow, Grandpa becomes Goldfinger

Back then, Zhan Jue was discovered by him, Zuo Tianlang, Xin Yiping and the other seven people. Because Zuo Tianlang was the captain, Zhan Jue was owned by Zuo Tianlang.

Even if Peng Hanbin was dissatisfied in his heart, under the general situation, he had no choice but to smile and congratulate.

Now, Zhanjue has become Zuo Tianlang's biggest weapon against him, making it difficult for him to get close, and Peng Hanbin's resentment and resentment have also increased exponentially.

Kill him, kill him, kill him!

Peng Hanbin's eyes were getting redder and redder, and when he wasn't paying attention, the plague wrench on his thumb was covered with a layer of miserable green fluorescence.

Jiang Miao, who was wrapped in a small blanket by Zuo Tianlang and stuffed in his pocket, shivered without warning, feeling very uncomfortable for no reason.

Not only that, after the excessive blood loss caused the body to become weak, the life energy that had been running slowly seemed to be pumped into chicken blood, and suddenly flowed rapidly.

Over and over again, the life energy washes over the energy circuits, meridians, flesh, bones, and even every fluff.

The heart beats vigorously "plop, plop", and as the heart beats, the excessively lost blood is quickly replenished.

Jiang Miao didn't know what was wrong with him, but felt hot all over his body.

Zuo Tianlang lowered his head and "looked" at his pocket.

The connection with the contract made him aware of Jiang Miao's strangeness. He wanted to see what happened to the little guy, but subconsciously told him that it was best not to disturb it now.

Something was going on in the little one, something that was vital to him.

Zuo Tianlang was so focused on Jiang Miao that he missed the changes in Peng Hanbin.

The miserable green fluorescence engulfed Peng Hanbin's body, and his whole body seemed to melt, turning into a miasma every inch from the outside to the inside.

The sense of crisis is like sharp needles, pricking Zuo Tianlang's sensitive nerves.

On the battlefield, there were gasps one after another.

Zuo Tianlang, who had endured most of the malice, was still doing nothing. The survivors in the battle were frightened, and even the neutral faction who didn't join the battle couldn't help but change color.

Zuo Tianlang intuitively felt that Peng Hanbin was very, very dangerous at this time, even more dangerous than Miemengniao.

Zuo Tianlang, who was jumping back and forth between level 100 and level [-], was [-]% sure. Just now, Peng Hanbin's level soared from the early stage of level [-] to the early stage of level [-].

Zuo Tianlang couldn't figure out how Peng Hanbin did it, and he didn't have time to figure it out.

Peng Hanbin, who transformed into a human form of miserable green miasma, swept towards Zuo Tianlang.

Regardless of his body clamoring, Zuo Tianlang poured all his life energy into Zhanjue, and the bloody demon spread out, forming a bloody curtain to protect the entire villa.

The survivors who surrounded the villa to prevent Zuo Tianlang and his party from escaping had already been swept away by the overflowing miasma before they could figure out what happened.

"Uh ah ah ah!"

"what!"

"Wow!"

"..."

The shrill screams were like thousands of ghosts howling, stinging everyone's eardrums, and like many bugs jumping on the brain tissue, making people's scalp numb.

Even more frightening is what is happening to these survivors.

Some people's skin and flesh melted, some people's seven orifices bleed, some people swelled and exploded, and some people festered...

In the blink of an eye, the survivors exposed to the miasma showed dozens of extremely miserable ways of death.

The vortex that rolled over the survivors on the periphery collided with the curtain made up of blood fiends, causing the curtain to sag inward.

The Blood Fiend Curtain resisted very hard, but fortunately, the miasma humanoids did not break into the interior, and the survivors in the villa courtyard were saved.

The miasma human figure and the bloody curtain are pushing each other, and there is a stalemate.

Inside the villa, Zuo Tianlang opened his eyes at some point, and two pools of blood-colored whirlpools swirled rapidly in the eye sockets.

Zuo Tianlang's mutation level has been raised to level eight, on par with Peng Hanbin.

However, the hidden dangers brought about by the out-of-control vortex last time had not been resolved. As he opened his eyes, the process of his body collapsing continued to accelerate.

In this situation, the two sides who were fighting to the death could no longer fight, and stopped fighting one after another, dividing the two sides according to the camp.

The survivors looked solemn, with deep worry and fear hidden in their eyes, staring intently at the two mighty forces in the stalemate.

At this moment, even as strong as Su Yiqiong, she also felt extremely small.

The strength she is proud of, in front of the miasma human figure and the bloody curtain, is like a little doll running the house, unable to stir up any waves.

Here and now, there is no need for Zuo Tianlang to find any more evidence or arrest any witnesses, the existence of Peng Hanbin is the best way to clear his name.

Lu Sheng and Xin Yiyi, who did not know when they were standing on the roof of the villa in the distance, looked at the huge energy in the confrontation from a distance, with inexplicable expressions in their eyes.

"Young Master Lu, what are your plans?"

"Heh ~ Yiyi, don't you think highly of me? In this situation, what can I do as a little mutant at the beginning of level six?"

"soup……"

"Hey, hey, hey! My family's Tang Dangdao has been crippled by the surname Zuo, so you must hold your hands high and don't try to make up his mind.

Besides, the day Zuo Tianlang and Tang Dangdang fought against each other, they were not as powerful as they are now. "

Lu Sheng interrupted what Xinyiyi wanted to say, and Balabala finished what he wanted to say like a cannonball, but he didn't give Xinyiyi a chance to interject.

Xin Yiyi pursed her lips.

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Xin Yiyi really wanted to confuse Lu Sheng. As for Lu Sheng, who is a master of Bala, how dare he call Tang Jian and Tang Yan, he is really laughing at fifty steps!

Xin Yiyi disliked Lu Sheng's loudness, but she also knew that what he said was right.

"Who do you want to win?"

Xin Yiyi didn't continue the topic just now, but asked instead.

"Zuo Tianlang."

"why?"

"Aside from the ups and downs of those rumors, as far as I have seen with my own eyes, Zuo Tianlang is at least not a pervert who kills innocent people indiscriminately.

As for Peng Hanbin...

Heh, can't the current martial arts survival base explain the problem? "

Xin Yiyi remained silent.

Her thoughts were the same as Lu Sheng's, and she knew that Lu Sheng still had a word to say.

Too many people have seen the scene of Peng Hanbin transforming into a human form of miasma. Once the news is leaked, not only the truth of martial arts will be revealed to the world.

Based on the relationship between Peng Hanbin and Zuo Tianlang, most of the old stories about the great plague in the sky will be overturned.

Xin Yiyi did not believe that Peng Hanbin would allow the situation to develop in the direction that was most unfavorable to him.

If you don't want the truth to be exposed, what happened today must not be leaked out. It is always the best way to ensure that the news will not be spread and those who know it will not be able to speak.

Zuo Tianlang is exactly the opposite of Peng Hanbin.

It is obviously more beneficial to let witnesses like them survive if they want to clear their stigma.

Therefore, Xin Yiyi hoped that Zuo Tianlang would win, and if Zuo Tianlang won, they would be able to live.

As for the grievances between them and Zuo Tianlang, let's wait for this matter, let's do it again.

When Lu Sheng and Xin Yiyi were analyzing the situation, the tug-of-war between the miasmatic figure and the bloody curtain never stopped.

Unable to attack for a long time, the violent miasma doll became more and more crazy.

The miserable green human-shaped miasma whizzed back and forth, constantly attacking the blood-colored curtain from all angles, and the sharp sound that was not human-like continued to stimulate everyone's hearing.

"Snapped"

A mass of blood and flesh was brought up by the miasma figure and slapped on the bloody curtain.

Through the translucent curtain, it can be seen that it is a half-melted human head, with a long spine dragging under the head.

The villa is full of mutants who often go out to hunt, and all of them have blood on their hands. They shouldn't have any mood swings because of this thing.

The fact is that many people have changed their faces again.

Because, the half-melted head stuck to the curtain, the eyeball in the left eye socket can still turn.

he is alive

The scarlet eyes stared at them, as if they wanted to drag all the survivors into the abyss and purgatory together, never to be reborn.

If it weren't for their psychological quality, I'm afraid someone would have nausea and vomiting at this time.

"Monster... Devil!"

I don't know who it is, so whispering.

Brother Fotou looked at Yang Mingshan coldly and said, "You still want to cooperate with this kind of person?"

Mr. Yang stood with his hands behind his back. On the old man's face, there was only a pair of eyes hiding endless sharpness.

Yang Mingshan didn't answer, but every survivor present listened to Brother Buddha's question.

Do you still want to cooperate with Peng Hanbin?

of course not!

Standing at the hole that Peng Hanbin knocked open, Zuo Tianlang had a resolute face, a straight back, and an aura that was deep and vast.

If you only look at his posture and aura, you will feel invincible and insurmountable.

However, Zuo Tianlang at this moment is actually more fragile than anyone else.

Four lines of blood flowed out from the eyes carrying the bloody vortex. On the smooth skin, there were countless hair-thin cracks, adding a bit of incomplete beauty to the overly perfect face.

Much like fine china that has been smashed and rebonded.

The bloody vortex kept accelerating its rotation, struggling to get rid of Zuo Tianlang's control, tearing up the container that bound it, wantonly devouring the whole world!

With the weakening of Zuo Tianlang's control over the bloody vortex, the energy of the bloody curtain and the miasma doll were partially drawn away.

It's okay for Zuo Tianlang, who built a defensive curtain with the power of the evil blood, at least he knows what the energy extraction is.

This is not the case for Peng Hanbin, who is transformed into a human form of miasma.

For Peng Hanbin at this time, energy is also life, and constantly taking away his energy is tantamount to continuously absorbing his vitality.

How could Peng Hanbin endure this? !

The miasma human figure boiled like boiling water.

The sudden outbreak of the enemy, coupled with the two pools of blood-colored vortexes holding back, made Zuo Tianlang a beat slower, and it was too late to strengthen his defense.

The bloody curtain was torn apart by the miasma human form.

The miasma-like figure that entered the curtain screamed, and split into many miasma-snakes, which rushed to the survivors in the villa courtyard.

Lu Sheng and Xin Yiyi clenched their fists at the same time, holding their breath involuntarily.

Both of them understand that this battle is not a simple victory or defeat, but the key to the life and death of all survivors in the martial arts survival base.

Zuo Tianlang desperately mobilized the life energy of his whole body.

The energy uses the walls and the ground as the medium, filling the entire villa in an instant.

The survivors were enveloped in spheres that were neither gold nor stone, and the blood demon was like swimming dragons, swimming on the surface of the spheres, fighting each other with the attacking miasma snakes.

Zuo Tianlang, who had run out of energy, could no longer suppress the bloody vortex.

The blood mist in the sky exploded from where Zuo Tianlang was standing, filling a small space in an instant.

(To be continued)

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Jiang Miao curled his lips: Even if he imitated Xiao Li's Tanhua's skills, a dog is still a dog!

(I firmly refuse to admit that Grandpa is jealous.)