I'm a cook in the wasteland

After dodging Su Mo's attack, Feng Miao adjusted his attack method again.

This will be the whole person lying on the stage, looking like an orangutan from the outside.

The nails scratched the ground, and white marks appeared on the ground.

When Feng Miao attacked again, Su Mo turned sideways, and then stabbed the opponent's back with a backhand knife.

The slippery skin can't resist the sharpness of the boning knife.

The sharp cry was squeezed out, not like a human being.

Su Mo stepped on the chair and chased after him.

Slam down from top to bottom, stepping heavily on the opponent's back.

Pressing down on the opponent can't get up.

Hold the other person's neck and force the other person to look up at you.

"Get ready."

The mucus oozes more intensely.

Thinking back to Feng Miao in the daytime, once Lu Xinglan accepted the experiment, he would be dead.

The mucus around it is still oozing.

Su Mo is serious, this thing is not her opponent at all.

It took a long time for him to die.

All her men brought back were dead bodies.

The color appears a kind of black.

"Row."

His eyes intersected with the crowd, and after a while, Su Mo withdrew his eyes.

At this moment, the field has been cleared, and only Su Mo's people are left behind.

Not nervous at all.

Wang Qing went out to deliver news, back and forth, looking very nervous.

Is this what Bai Luo has been researching in the No. [-] base all this time?

What responded to Su Mo was the bared teeth and roar of the other party.

Ferocious beast?

The flesh at the mouth of the hole has died.

The opponent just bared his teeth and tried to bite Su Mo, but he couldn't succeed.

Even if it becomes mud, the emotion is still very angry.

Lu Xinglan was about to be used as a test subject to fuse with the beast's gene.

He seemed to recognize that these people were not Bai Luo's subordinates.

It seemed that Feng Miao could only say these words.

When Su Mo pressed it down, she felt that the other's skin was changing.

Kind of like a scalpel.

The person in charge here stood up directly.

"Can you hear me?"

"It belongs to a beast."

That is not the size that humans can have.

"Miss Bai asked us to transfer the person."

Then it was crushed by Meow Miao's paw.

Until night fell, Su Mo's people received the news.

Wrapping the palm of his hand with mental power, Su Mo took it out directly.

Even if those people find out, it's useless.

The way back was exceptionally peaceful, all that could be heard was the noisy sounds of the street.

When the heart stopped beating, there were also signs of ablation on the surface of the heart.

As he said to find out, Jin Feiwen had a bottom line in his heart.

Seems like something plugged in here before.

After transformation, the other party "lived" again.

"Is the army going to be okay?"

Gradually the slime oozes out.

Su Mo didn't answer, but just called everyone to leave the theater.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Bai Luo, who was leisurely swinging the garden, received the news.

"It failed, what a pity."

"It's not the human heart."

"Kill, kill you."

Only the scar on the chest was cut open by a sharp blade.

The wound Su Mo inflicted on the opponent was not fatal enough.

It is no longer a real human being.

The blade is sharp, and when you break it open, you can see a sticky liquid inside.

"What do you mean?"

Taking advantage of the other party's lack of complete smile, Su Mo cut the other party's chest open with a knife.

Staring at the scar, Su Mo had a strange expression.

As time passed, the night gradually darkened.

and that broken word.

Still studying Feng Miao.

Sensing Su Mo's anxious attitude, Bai Luo sneered.

"who are you?"

Feng Miao was dead now, but his heart was still beating.

Miaomiao seems to hate this stuff.

These are the knowledge given to her by the Lord.

It was Su Mo who said this.

"Yes!"

Feng Miao's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and then he was silent.

Jin Feiwen wasn't stupid enough to use it to this extent.

"not him."

It seemed that Bai Luo sped up the process because of Su Mo's appearance.

There was a knock on the door of the taxidermy shop.

Lifting the back of the opponent's clothes, Ren Ran saw some holes.

This is the exact news, which was inquired by the people who lurked in before.

But Feng Miao didn't feel anything at all.

Then a melting state appeared on the whole person's skin.

Even if you want to kill yourself, you should send more talents.

The viscera of the beast combined with humans?
It seemed that something beyond common sense was displayed in front of Jin Feiwen.

And...a huge heart.

Everyone still stayed in the city lord's mansion peacefully.

Flesh is rotting, turning bright red.

Soon, Jin Feiwen who heard the movement also rushed over.

Jin Feiwen was taken aback.

The old man opened the door and looked at the few people who were covered in black robes outside the door, with a puzzled and vigilant expression.

A few people went in quickly, and the researchers inside were a little flustered by the arrival of this group of people.

The knife went down and fixed it directly on the ground.

There is a tingling sensation in the palm of the hand.

The old man didn't hesitate anymore and opened the passage.

In other words, everyone knows who is behind this.

"not me."

Two long and two short are signals.

Rely on the obsessive action in front of the opponent.

Corrosive?
In a trance, the other party almost broke free from Su Mo's grasp.

Sure enough, Su Mo's indifference before was all pretending.

Su Mo's expression also became serious.

Miao Miao walked over, sniffed, and then let out a low growl of anxiety.

"Ah!" While Su Mo was studying Feng Miao, Feng Miao's whole body swayed again.

There is a scar on the chest.

The other party died of other causes.

The leading man lowered his voice and spoke quickly, appearing to be very advanced.

"Feng Miao?"

The rest also nodded.

After Su Mo spit out these words lightly, he threw it on the ground.

She asked, with a rude attitude without any compassion.

"I, I'll find out."

"Then let's get the message out."

Feng Miao died a long time ago, in Base No. [-].

Su Mo didn't pursue this.

Squeeze the opponent to death here.

Every scene was discovered by the passing servants, and it would reach Bai Luo's ears in no time.

Uncle Wolf made up his mind.

No matter why Su Mo came here, she will seize this opportunity.

With a subconscious explanation, I saw the eyes of the people behind Su Mo wanting to eat people.

After all, it is just a body governed by "faith".

"This place is about to be attacked."

Su Mo turned it over.

Looking at this chaotic scene, Jin Feiwen's face turned dark.

Blood oozes, and the stench is full.

Feng Miao has many scars on his body, but most of them are lacerations, as if they were torn apart by sharp claws.

Grinning his teeth, his ferocity appeared.

Surfaces that should be smooth have become sticky.

His only response was a hand knife.

He fell.

The rest suddenly screamed.

But the voice disappeared quickly, and the rest of the people also shot, knocking them all out.

Those who were restless and wanted to warn, directly raised the knife and dropped it.