doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 795 Danger is approaching
"Hehe, other people can't be fierce when they stare, but you are perfect when you don't stare. After staring, your eyes become bigger, which is another kind of perfection. Little girl, how did you grow? Why are you so beautiful?"

Yang Mu's English accent is not very authentic, but because he has been using it for several days, he can express the meaning clearly.

Michelle was stunned. No stranger had ever dared to treat her like this after she showed her toxicity.

what?Looking for something new?

In fact, it is very useful, but she thinks it is just a trick of Yang Mu, showing his dissolute characteristics, trying to seduce her.

Michelle endured the desire to interact with Yang Mu more, and decided not to be tempted by him.

She stretched out her hand, took one of Yang Mu's fingers, and looked at Yang Mu with a smile on her face.

"I've heard an oriental proverb that says ten fingers connect to a heart, so I like to break other people's fingers, listen to the crisp sound, and see other people's pain."

Yang Mu frowned, looked at his hand, and sighed.

"Are you going to break my finger? Unfortunately, I can't deal with you now. It seems that I can only be slaughtered by you."

"You are so calm, you think you are good-looking and your hands are good-looking, so I dare not break your fingers?"

"No, I'm just helpless. Whether you will do this or not, I can't resist, at least not now. I have set myself a trap, and now I am trapped here. I can only endure and persevere."

"What's the meaning?"
"It's nothing."

After this conversation, Michelle suddenly made a move and broke one of Yang Mu's little fingers.

In an instant, Yang Mu's mind seemed to return to the past year.
Everyone surrounded him, saying they were going to take his bones apart, saying they were going to chop him up and feed them to the dogs.

He was dizzy and had been punched too much before, but he knew that he had to stand up, otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would be disabled.

So he got up wobbly, rushed towards the boss opposite, hugged him desperately, and bit his ear frantically, a group of people rushed to rescue their boss, but Yang Mu just didn't let go, and in the end he was almost not beaten To die, they also waved his fingers, trying to get her to leave the boss, and his little finger was broken off.

But he still bit off half of the man's ear alive, he didn't know how painful it would be, the reason is that he didn't feel the pain himself, there were too many injuries on his whole body, the pain was so numb.

Hiding in the alley, he was dying, and the heavy rain hit his soul, making him feel like he was flying.

The feeling at that moment is still scary in retrospect, as if the soul is out of the body, the kind shown on TV.

The soul flew to the sky and saw his dead body.

Yang Mu is not sure whether he has experienced such a thing. What he can be sure of is that he was infinitely close to death at that time. If he died at that time, there will be no one named Yang Mu in the world after that, but he did not. Death, Wen Sijia came, bringing the hope of life, her driver carried him into the car, in the car, in his half-conscious state, the little girl began to give him artificial respiration, doing him Feeling a touch of sweetness, her saliva slipped in. Where is artificial respiration? It's scarier than wet kisses in passionate movies.

He bet it was her first time, so jerky, but full of infinite passion.

That time was also his first time, he was unconscious, but subconsciously perceived these things.

Today, many years later, when the pain between his fingers struck, his subconscious mind was activated, and he remembered this in an instant.

Yang Mu was stunned for a second, then smiled.

Hehe, it turned out that when she first met Wen Sijia, she was already moved.

So she likes herself.

The so-called door-to-door son-in-law has been married for two years. Although she doesn't pay much attention to her, it's not a bloody plot, but in her heart, she may like her face, or this feeling, just Just like their first meeting, just like Wen Sijia's love at first sight for her back then.

This feeling is actually very complicated.

Wen Sijia must not be able to explain clearly, she didn't even know that it might be a kind of love.

But in fact, she kissed him secretly, and it was so hot, it was the most primitive thing, and it already explained everything.

And I have to say that from then on, Wen Sijia was able to see that she was different, and dared to kiss him secretly. It was only when his life was dying that Yang Mu knew that he didn't understand Wen Sijia's heart. Maybe there is a female hooligan living in her heart?

If so, that would be interesting.

Michelle has been paying attention to Yang Mu's expression.

He is so handsome, one of the most handsome oriental people I have ever seen.

The setting is Michelle's aesthetic view, a beautiful man that has never been seen before.

She broke one of his fingers, and her heart beat faster.

How could this be?
She has broken many people's fingers in the past few years, and she has never had a heartbeat.

What happened this time?Why is she so nervous?

The moment the finger broke, Yang Mu frowned. Although the expression on his face was not obvious, it could still be seen that there was pain.

But after that, he actually smiled slightly, without even saying a word.

Why?Don't your hands hurt?How can he laugh?

This doesn't seem to be a mockery of himself.

but one.
If Michelle was a native of China, she might describe it as a breeze, calm and content, and she was actually free and easy.

Although she couldn't say these words, she felt like this about Yang Mu's current state.

Michelle suddenly had the greatest panic of her life.

She probably shouldn't have broken his finger, she regretted it.

This man is so perfect, he doesn't deserve this kind of treatment.

However, she couldn't make up for all of this, she had already done it, and seeing his somewhat sexy fingers become deformed, she actually felt a little bit distressed.

And she had never experienced this feeling before.

"sorry."

She couldn't help opening her mouth, and felt powerless after she finished speaking, sorry was useless, she couldn't make his fingers recover immediately.

So Michelle hurriedly took out a five-grade yellow from her pocket.

"Eat this, and you'll be fine in two days."

"Will I live until two days later?"

With a mysterious smile, Yang Mu took the fifth-grade yellow from Michelle's hand and put it in his mouth.

It's okay, if you break a finger, you earn a fifth-level yellow, which is not a loss.

It seems that this chick has a special feeling for her, and Laura just got a first-class porn.

Ah, she gave herself a level five yellow, didn't she want to torture herself more cruelly?
Yang Mu felt a cool breeze blowing on his back.

It doesn't matter, he has already collected a lot of information, and if he endures it, if he is sure that the power of the death slave is only these, then he will do it.

According to the collected information, death slaves are ordinary people who have been domesticated, similar to what Yang Mu knew before, they have been completely enslaved, and they want to die in their hearts, but they are extremely afraid of death because of the training of their masters.

Wanting to die but fearing death is a state of confusion, which has become a characteristic of death slaves.

Before the battle, the master gives them an order, and they will charge to the enemy, and at the same time activate the death energy of the fifth-level powder in their bodies.

This caused their soul power to increase dramatically, and the increase was very exaggerated, approaching infinity!

What is the concept of infinite soul power?
It's complicated, and it's dialectical.

Infinity cannot be compared with specific parameters.

It's like the numbers 1 and 100.
Obviously, 100 is greater than 1.

100-1=99, there is such a similar mathematical formula, which is a controllable parameter.

And how much is the infinity of numbers?
Some say it is infinite.

So what is the key to infinity?

No one knows, no one can prove, no one can infer, no one can even guarantee that the number is infinite, and it will still be a number in the end.

That is to say, the infinity of numbers has probably become a volume of space, and it cannot be said to be a number or anything. It may become a mass of air, a cluster of flames, a cloud, or a big woman with a round butt.

In short, the final node after infinity may be anything or nothing, so it can no longer be considered with the original incremental feature.

The same is true here, the soul power is infinite, and it has been separated from the meaning of soul power.

The moment of death represents the end, but it may also be the beginning.

The fantasy power of death is infinite, and it is also the strongest kind of existence in the fantasy world.

When these death slaves activate the fifth-level powder and the fantasy energy of death, the power created by 1000 people is enough to turn a part of the space into a world of death, and any life in it will be assimilated by the world of death and become part of the power of death.

Of course, this conclusion is actually a characteristic that scientists have concluded from the three dead slaves. They deduce that a thousand dead slaves can destroy everything within a range of [-] kilometers. It is not known whether this effect can be achieved.

So they came here this time to find a test product. If it is verified that a thousand death slaves can really summon the world of death, a space full of death factors, then they will get super powerful weapons.

Yang Mu's idea was to kill them right here.

There is no information that death slaves cannot be killed, and even the scientists of their kingdom have no such conclusion.

However, there is indeed a conjecture that the killing of the death slave can achieve the same effect as the activated death power, that is, it can summon the world of death.

Yang Mu couldn't use his ability to kill this place from [-] kilometers away, so he was weighing whether he should try to use his ability to swallow the world here and destroy this camp?
At this time, the priest of God has prepared the playing field.

A small ring was built, surrounded by wooden walls, and dozens of ordinary zombies were placed between the wall and the ring.

This is the content of the game. Four people go to the ring, and one of them is beaten. It is still a tortured game, because there is a couple here, and they are divided into two groups.

Priest God took care of all this and made other arrangements.

He found his confidant.

"Look for a chance. When Miss Michelle is not paying attention, kill that black-haired kid. I don't want him to appear next to Michelle again."

The priest's confidant is DiCaprio, a 40-year-old black man.

He nodded, then left, handed over the priest's instructions to others, and then returned to a room that belonged to him.

Over there a white woman was being tied up, she was covered in bruises and seemed to be dead.

DiCaprio went over and spanked her a few times, and splashed water on her face, but there was no response.

"Is it really dead? Boring."

DiCaprio let out a breath while speaking, then threw his small bag containing the rough stones on the coffee table, lay down on the sofa beside him, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Ten minutes later, in a quiet room, a man quietly came out of the closet, approached the bound woman, cut the rope with a knife, and rescued her
(End of this chapter)