Already so strong, is there any stronger potential that has not been stimulated...

The iron window suddenly underwent a huge change, and it was actually folded into a chair. The old man who was lying on the bed just now was already sitting on the chair sickly, with a pair of lifeless eyes looking ahead, his mouth slightly opened, Made a low moan.

Seeing the old man's face, Fang Jun gasped unconsciously.

I have never seen the so-called artificial snake man, and this is the first time.

The old man in front of him looked like he was just over half a century old, but at this moment his pale face and ashen expression seemed to be dying, and he was old and decrepit. With just one look, he might not be sure if he was 70 years old .

His face was covered with bruises, and the uneven chickenpox covered half of his face like bubbles, and it seemed that he was still expanding the territory more and more. On that half of his face, the blisters had already been unscrupulously squeezed out by Jiang's eyes. The gap came, and the corners of the mouth also began to fester to varying degrees due to the invasion of blisters.

The pupils of the old man's eyes were no longer pure black, but covered with spider-like blood, the eyeballs began to turn dark red, and the lips also turned purple as if poisoned.In the slightly opened mouth, that mouth seems to be filled with plasma, and the words are slurred.

And from the neck to every corner of the body, the blue snake-like markings covered the chest, hands, legs, neck, collarbone...

And on that chest, a large area of ​​blood red was obviously a wound caused by scratching himself because of the heat and itching.

Is this the legendary snake man... No, to be more precise, the perfect snake man looks like Xia Qin.

A ferocious face, red pupils, two fangs looming in the open mouth, snake letters stretching back and forth in the mouth, skin covered with blue spots on the body, slender limbs, skinny fingers, long and sharp nails , while a long tail behind him swayed in mid-air.

This is the perfect killing machine.

And Luo Yun, at most, can only be regarded as a semi-finished product that has just begun to mutate.

The door at the back was slowly pushed open again, and the warm lights in the room merged with the lawn lit by white light outside the house. Roy was pushing a small cart with various glassware on it, walking slowly Arrived in front of Luo Zikai.

"Master, it's time to spray medicine."

"Roy!"

Shen Ru looked at Roy's mechanical movements and sluggish expression, and shouted, "Please! Zikai is a child, and there are many things that I can't think of. I don't blame him, but you are his guardian, guardian, how can you... ...can help the evildoers!"

"..." Roy didn't speak, as if he didn't hear him, he was still fiddling with the medicine bottle with his head down.

"Roy!"

"Miss Shen," Roy stopped the movement in his hands, slowly raised his head but still looked forward, did not turn to Shen Ru's direction, took a deep breath, as if relieved, "Many things, you are an outsider, you don't learn."

"I don't understand, but I know that no matter how you kill people, it's wrong, let alone you are still right now..."

Unable to continue, Shen Ru stared at the three people not far away.

Perhaps it should be said that it was two people, a half-dead monster.

The needle tubes were filled with medicine, there were four in total, each of which had a different color, Shen Ru couldn't tell the ingredients in the needle tubes with the naked eye.

Luo Zikai put on gloves, took one, raised his hand to look at the liquid in the needle tube, pondered for a moment, then stabbed it directly along the back of the head!

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