In the end of the world, there is a spring and space

Chapter 20 The Poisonous Scorpion Liang Ji'an

The couple next door were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the kitchen, not knowing that in the eyes of others, they were ants that could be killed at any time.

Liang Ji'an, 26 years old, has been living with his mother since childhood.Unlike his mother's gossip and meddling, he doesn't like to communicate with others. He talks to his own scorpion every day. He is a complete freak. Luo Ziqing is the person he most wants to talk to.

On the night when the end came, he was stung by his own scorpion, and the scorpion venom penetrated into his blood. The radiation from the meteorite transformed the scorpion venom in his body in time, and changed his physique.

Liang Ji'an not only withstood the toxin raging in his body, but also found a way to use the scorpion poison, which was also the reason for his self-confidence.

However, only Liang Ji'an knew these inside facts.

The three people who knew nothing had their own ideas. The aunt was worried that her son would offend the tough male neighbor, while Luo Ziqing was secretly on guard. Ling Yanwei did not dare to act rashly when she saw Luo Ziqing's solemn expression.

The four people in the room were deadlocked, and even Luo Ziqing, who had been sitting all this time, stood up at this moment.

It was naturally the restless aunt who broke the calm. She hurriedly took her son's hand.

"Ji An, don't talk nonsense!" As she spoke, the aunt looked in the direction of the kitchen, afraid that the men in the kitchen would hear what her son said just now.

"What are you talking about?" A voice came from the kitchen, and then the man came out with a plastic bag, followed by the woman with only two bottles of mineral water in her hands.

The man's rough voice made the aunt refreshed for a while, and she hurriedly said: "It's nothing, it's nothing, my son told them to be honest."

Afterwards, the aunt looked at the things in their hands, and said with some disappointment: "There are only so few things, how can we divide them!"

"Score?" The man raised his eyebrows, and looked at the aunt and her son contemptuously, "Score for what?"

The aunt looked at the man's menacing eyes, and was afraid to speak again.

"Yeah, what's the share?" Liang Ji'an walked up to the man carelessly at this moment, echoing the man's words in a flat tone.

The man thought he was afraid, and became even more unscrupulous.

But then Liang Ji'an changed his voice, "There is nothing to divide, these are all mine!"

"You!" Hearing his words, the man was about to explode.

Liang Ji'an raised his arm slightly, and a black light shot out from his fingertips.

Before he could react, the black light hit the man's forehead, his eyes widened, his body leaned back, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

There is a black pinhole between the man's eyebrows, which is his fatal wound.

Maybe others didn't see it, but Luo Ziqing clearly saw that the moment Liang Ji'an raised his hand, a long black hook resembling a scorpion's tail popped out from his fingertips, shot into the man's forehead, and then quickly was withdrawn.

The man's fallen body twitched a few times before he stopped moving. His face instantly turned black and purple, which was obviously a sign of poisoning.

The woman backed away in fright when she saw her husband become like this.

"You killed him?" the woman asked in disbelief, her tearful eyes filled with horror.

Liang Ji'an picked up the plastic bag that fell on the ground, and he didn't care.

The aunt was also shocked into a cold sweat. She really didn't expect that her usually quiet and obedient son would kill someone just now.

Ling Yanwei also understood Luo Ziqing's solemnity, she took a few steps closer to Luo Ziqing, and stared at Liang Ji'an warily.

(End of this chapter)