How bad guys are made

Chapter 769 He Wenlong's Means
"Buzz!"

And the moment Mo Liteng flew up, her body instantly turned black again, and even the golden wings turned completely black.

[Holy Epiphany]: The cooling time of all skills is shortened by 20.00%, and the recovery speed of divine power is increased by 1%, lasting for 40 minute. (Consumes 4 points of holy power, cooldown time is [-] minutes.)
The whole body turns black, which is the effect of [Holy Epiphany].

As an eighth-level high-level functional fighter, Mo Li has an extremely keen and proficient sense of fighting. According to her calculations, she is a little far away from the [Guardian of True Life] Human Culture East at this time, so turning on [Holy Epiphany] can greatly save divine power , and the phantom body is black, and it also has the effect of covering up the figure.

Mo Li's flying speed of [Sacred Wings] is 50 kilometers per hour, which is 20 times faster than the original base after triggering the [Guardian of True Life] state, but even so, it will take her about half an hour to catch up.

Yes, it has been an hour, two and 10 minutes since Bendong boarded the Doom, and during this time the Doom tanker has been moving.

And Mo Li was able to catch up to the Doom in only half an hour, the speed can be imagined.

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"Plop!" Wen Dong's body slammed on the deck, and he rolled a few meters away before he stopped. He didn't use the healing potion and the two branches of "The Great Teleportation of the Universe" from the beginning. The purpose of the skill is to trigger Mo Li's [Guardian of True Life].

But the price was still very high, Wen Dong felt like his whole body was falling apart, he convulsed on the ground in pain, struggled to get up but fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Plop!" When Wendong landed, He Wenlong seemed not yet satisfied with his ferocious venting. He was about to rush up and beat Wendong to death. He didn't believe that Wendong was really not afraid of death, but at this moment, behind him A soft sound caught his attention.

He Wenlong turned around abruptly, and saw Zhang Wending, who had been silently watching all this since then, knelt down, facing them from a distance.

"Dad..." Zhang Hanhan's voice was hoarse, tears were streaming down his face, and he couldn't make a sound.

He Wenlong watched this scene with gloomy eyes. He knew that Zhang Wending seemed to be kneeling down to beg him, but he was kneeling like Wendong.

Does Wendong deserve him to kneel down and thank him?
He Wenlong's handsome face became extremely ferocious, and he turned around and rushed towards Zhang Wending.

"He Wenlong! How dare you!" Zhang Hanhan finally spoke out. She was terrified in her heart. Wendong could bear the beating, but her father couldn't.

Zhang Wending didn't flinch at all, and looked up at him calmly. He was nearly fifty years old, and his temples were slightly white, but his resolute face was clear, and his calm appearance seemed to have seen life and death through the vicissitudes of life.

In the blink of an eye, He Wenlong rushed to Zhang Wending, glanced at Zhang Hanhan who was staring at him with a sneer, finally willing to speak?
"Old man!" He Wenlong sneered, grabbed Zhang Wending by the neck and threw him flying.

Lan Yan couldn't bear to watch from the sidelines, her hands were covered with blood, she killed many people, but she would never torture people like this.

Although Hongyan's eyes were calm, there was a trace of disgust flashing deep in the calm eyes...

As for the two venerables and the dozens of costumers standing around, their expressions were extremely silent and indifferent. This bit of blood was too insignificant to them.

"Do you want to die, don't you?" Zhang Wending fell to the ground. He didn't have Wendong's ability to resist and was very embarrassed, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to get up. He Wenlong was facing him with a frantic and The ferocious face approached him with a stern expression, stared at him closely and said.

"It's you who want to kill me." Zhang Wending stretched out his hand and patted the dust on his body, his tone was still so calm.

"Do you know that I hate the way you are domineering and domineering, you really deserve to die, do you think I dare not kill you? But..."

"He Wenlong, you lunatic, I'll fight you!" Zhang Hanhan's screaming interrupted He Wenlong's hideousness. She couldn't take it anymore and completely lost her mind. He Wenlong rushed up. At this time, she grabbed something in her hand and stabbed him hard on the neck.

She knew about He Wenlong's invulnerability, but Zhang Hanhan didn't think too much about whether it would work, and didn't know whether attacking him would make things worse for herself, her father, and Wendong, but she would rather die than see him again. Tragic scene.

"Hey!" He Wenlong tilted his head instinctively, and scratched his cheek fiercely with a piece of glass shards. He didn't intend to kill Zhang Hanhan, so he didn't defend himself at first, but his face was scratched. There was a big opening, blood flowed out, but it quickly began to heal...

At this time, he was shocked to see that what Zhang Hanhan was holding was a small piece of broken glass, which should be the shards of the goblet he smashed before. Punctured, blood flowing out red...

Before he could push Zhang Hanhan aside, at this moment Li Binger jumped up and slapped Zhang Hanhan on his neck!The movement is very smooth, it is the iron chain that binds her hands.

"Don't come here!" He Wenlong's face turned cold, and he shouted to stop the rescuer who came to rescue him, pushed Zhang Hanhan to the side, raised his hand and grabbed the chain around his neck, the chain tightened, Li Binger's eyes were cold, his limbs The pain seemed to be strangled, but she ignored it and pulled back desperately with all her strength.

But He Wenlong is not a pampered person, and his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people like Li Binger. After the first few seconds of surprise, He Wenlong stopped everyone and then pulled his hands fiercely. Li Binger let go of the chain, even her He slammed into He Wenlong's back heavily.

Li Binger let out a cry of pain, and staggered a few steps back. He Wenlong turned around quickly, kicked Li Binger's lower abdomen with a flying kick.

He Wenlong didn't care about her. Li Binger lay on the ground with painful spasms all over her body, her body bowed into a shrimp shape with pain, and her expression was painful and horrified...

He Wenlong was only slightly injured, and it was because he was afraid of hurting Zhang Hanhan. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face. The wound on his face had healed quickly, but there was still a little blood between his fingers.This time he was completely angry. He didn't expect these two stinky women to dare to resist, and the handsome face was full of gloom.

He Wenlong grabbed Zhang Hanhan's head and slammed it hard on the table.

"Boom!" There was a loud sound, and Zhang Hanhan's mind, which was in pain, was instantly confused.

"Shameless bitch!" He Wenlong scolded Zhang Hanhan. It was the first time he spoke in such a loud voice, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

The wet blood mixed with the hair on the forehead was sticky, and it dripped from the eyebrows, blurring Zhang Hanhan's eyes. She saw He Wenlong leaned over and reached out to pick up the blood-stained glass she had hurt him just now.

He Wenlong leaned over and looked at her condescendingly, as if her stiff silence made him very dissatisfied, or maybe he felt that she should be afraid, so scared that she cried and begged for mercy, but Zhang Hanhan just stared at him with a stiff expression and cold eyes.

He Wenlong sneered, and Zhang Hanhan in front of him was caught by him like a dilapidated puppet who was bullied. He didn't speak, but put the blood-stained glass shards on her right wrist, left wrist, left leg, and right wrist. The legs, and the chest are a little heavier.

He was hinting at her that he wanted to cut these parts of her?

Zhang Hanhan's hand firmly grasped He Wenlong's big hand that was tightly clutching his neck, trying to break free, and he almost stopped breathing with difficulty.

"Bang, bang!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At this moment, Wen Dong had already fought with more than a dozen master builders. Yes, Zhang Hanhan started to move when he rushed in front of He Wenlong madly. It's a pity that he was too injured and hadn't recovered yet. Come over, and there are too many costumers blocking him, even if he tried his best, he didn't rush forward.

And even if he was seriously injured, these master breeders are not his opponents when he opened the two branches of "The Great Shift of the Universe". Several breeders were ruthlessly thrown away by him, and the mutated scales on their bodies were shattered. .

He Wenlong tilted his head with a gloomy expression, while Zhang Hanhan raised his head in a daze.

Seeing the piece of bloody glass slag pressed against her neck, he raised his head and looked at Wendong's battle circle leisurely, his eyes narrowed.

Wen Dong, who was fighting to break out of the siege, noticed the situation here, his expression froze, and he stopped.

"Bang!" Immediately afterwards, Wen Dong was punched out by a costumer, and the remaining seven or eight costumers rushed up to surround Wendong, punching and kicking violently.

"Stop, don't beat me to death." He Wenlong ordered, then looked away, and looked at Zhang Hanhan next to him, and found that she had a painful expression, tears streaming down her eyes, but her eyes were as stiff as if she had lost her soul.

"It's interesting." He Wenlong said softly, loosened Zhang Hanhan's collar and threw her aside, stood up, and looked at Zhang Wending again.

"Old man, do you want to die? I will fulfill you, no, I should say let Wendong fulfill you." The smile on He Wenlong's face became more and more exuberant, and he turned his head to look at the distance lying on the ground with no good body. The local Wendong looked completely crazy.

Seven or eight dressers finally stopped. Wen Dong was about to get up with difficulty, but when he heard He Wenlong's words, his movements froze, and he suddenly looked up at him. His eyes were swollen from the beating, and blood flowed across his narrowed eyes. The eyes, the eyes are full of shock...

Zhang Hanhan looked at the tall and straight He Wenlong in front of him with a stiff expression, thinking that he had heard wrong in a daze.

"He Wenlong..."

"Snapped!"

Just as Zhang Hanhan was about to speak, he was dizzy by He Wenlong's slap in the face. Just now, he was dizzy when his head hit the table, but now his vision is almost blurred, and a bright red slap print suddenly appeared on his blood-stained cheek. There is no trace of nobility. The smell of a woman...

"Give shameless bitch!" He Wenlong scolded disdainfully, and then left him alone, but Zhang Wending's calm expression made him even more angry.

"Tie his hands and throw him over there." He Wenlong looked grim, pointed at Zhang Wending, and pointed at the edge of the nail plate. After saying this, he turned his head to look at Wendong.

At this time, Wen Dong's disdainful expression finally changed, which made him very satisfied.

"Wendong, it's really a good idea for you to push Zhang Wending into the sea..." He Wenlong looked at Wendong, and the smile on his face became more and more crazy...

(End of this chapter)