mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 548

Xiao Feng remembered that when Su Yuzhuo was lying on the hospital bed, he confessed to himself that the ability she had mastered was to prepare a highly corrosive liquid, and asked him to help purchase raw materials.

But now it seems that Jian Zhesi's situation is that the highly corrosive liquid has started to make meritorious service.

"This...what's the matter?"

Jian Zhesi took two steps back, his voice sounded obviously panicked.

When he lost a hand, he didn't scream because he didn't feel any pain at all.

However, the real fear has only just begun!
Jian Zhesi soon discovered that after he broke his palm, the corrosion hadn't stopped, and it was still going up, even with his clothes on.

In less than a minute, the entire forearm was gone.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Jian Zhesi let out a scream, but it was not because of pain, but because of fear.

Just imagine, watching one's own arm start to rot and disappear without feeling any pain, anyone would behave like this, or even faint from fright.

At this time, the remaining six people immediately gathered together, as if they had predicted the end of Jian Zhesi's downfall, they subconsciously huddled together to keep warm.

"Why don't you get a machine gun and kill these people all of a sudden?" Xiao Feng walked up to Su Yuzhuo and asked.

Su Yuzhuo smiled: "As I told you, this kind of water can only be prepared and used immediately. After the expiration date, it is really no different from ordinary water. Besides, the raw materials are limited."

"Then you can deal with these six while the effective time has not passed." Xiao Feng pointed to the six surviving instructors.

The six of them retreated immediately, keeping a safe distance, watching Su Yuzhuo's every move vigilantly, and at the same time, they couldn't help but gallop in their hearts.

Su Yuzhuo replied helplessly: "The capacity is limited, so we can only fire one shot."

"..." Xiao Feng.

Taking advantage of the brief truce, Su Yuzhuo walked towards Fujiwara Jingming, squatted down, and looked at Zhao Guoan and Sun Shijie: "Uncle Fujiwara..."

Zhao Guoan replied first: "Temporarily controlled, slowly recovering will not lose his life, but his current condition cannot be said to be optimistic, a slightly larger collision, broken ribs may cause irreversible damage to internal organs .”

Sun Shijie applied medicine to Xiao Feng's wound to stop the bleeding, then took out a crushed and kneaded pill, and motioned him to take it.

As for the pills, they are actually not a standard round shape, they just look like they are randomly kneaded together, the color is dark, and the aesthetic level is almost zero.

Of course, this is not the time to be pretentious and unattractive. No matter how gorgeous the appearance is, it is useless if it is useless.

"call……"

After swallowing the pill, Xiao Feng let out a long breath, and could feel the pain on his body being relieved, which meant that although the shape of the pill was not good-looking, the effect was still awesome!

After confirming that Fujiwara Jingming's life was not in danger, Su Yuzhuo slowly got up, but saw Lin Jiaxuan staring at the scythe on the ground.

And the material of the sickle doesn't seem to be simple. The severed hand has been corroded, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Stepping over to pick up the sickle, Su Yuzhuo looked at Lin Jiaxuan with a smile: "You seem to like it?"

"Yes." Lin Jiaxuan nodded and admitted generously. The astonishment brought out by the scythe just now made her feel emotional in retrospect.

This feeling is somewhat similar to love at first sight.

"Since you like it, then take it." Su Yuzhuo handed over the sickle.

"Thank you!"

Lin Jiaxuan thanked her earnestly, and took the sickle with both hands.

Although the weapons are not Su Yuzhuo's, but as the victor, the opponent has the right to deal with the spoils, and this favor still has to be accepted.

Looking at the sickle, which was about the same height as her own, Lin Jiaxuan waved it twice, bringing out two interlaced afterimages.

The weight is right, the hand feel is good, and overall I am very satisfied.

"Next, it's your turn."

Xiao Feng turned his eyes to the six people who were hiding far away, and rushed over quickly, breaking up the formation of the six people and dividing them into two.

Su Yuzhuo followed closely behind, one against two, with Fujiwara Jingming's long knife in his hand.

And Lin Jiaxuan, who just got the new weapon, couldn't wait to try it out, so she also rushed over and fought with the last of the six.

To be honest, Xiao Feng is not very familiar with these six people, he just knows that there are so few teachers in the devil concentration camp.

This is also a normal state. In an organization, if everyone is outstanding, then no one can stand out.

However, most of the people in the devil's concentration camp are quite distinctive, or have unique means.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

The sound of metal colliding sounded continuously, and the sparks produced by the collision brought a touch of brilliance to the silent night sky, but behind this brilliance was a murderous intent.

The little girl and Lu Yao were not idle either, they slipped around to assist in the battle, and from time to time made up a knife or two, or made a sneak attack from behind, but they fought very well.

All of a sudden, everyone was busy, even Master Jiu, bouncing around and chanting words that no one could understand, contributing in his own way.

"We can no longer fight on our own!"

Some of the six shouted loudly.

This is obvious, Xiao Feng and Su Yuzhuo's fighting style is already strong, they hold back five, and the remaining one is tied with Lin Jiaxuan, it is hard to tell the winner in a short time.

Coupled with the fact that the little girl and Lu Yao have to sap behind their backs from time to time, it is certain that the rhythm of the group will be wiped out if they continue to fight like this.

Realizing this, the six desperately gathered in one direction, and the scene unexpectedly reversed temporarily.

The six people who tried their best to get together were all wounded at this moment, and their faces were all ugly to varying degrees.

The six people stood back to back in a circle, and nodded to the people on both sides, as if they had agreed on something in advance and planned to use it at this moment.

The next moment, the six tore off their sleeves, threw away the dagger in their hands, took out two iron claws from their bags, and put them on their palms.

"It's all fancy, but it's useless!"

Xiao Feng taunted with disdain, and then charged forward brazenly.

Although the formation of six people has a certain degree of combat strength, but the shortcomings are also obvious enough. As long as it is breached a little, it will be completely defeated.

"Keng!"

The iron claw collided with the dagger, Xiao Feng didn't have any nonsense, just raised his leg and kicked it.

At the same time, Lin Jiaxuan and Su Yuzhuo also rushed out, not giving the six people a chance to encircle Xiao Feng.

The second round of battle started very quickly, but at this moment, Xiao Feng and the others all felt different, and the opponent seemed to be getting into trouble all of a sudden...

One plus one equals two. This is a very simple math problem, and all kindergarten children know it.

But in the middle of a battle, it is often not possible to calculate this way. You can't just consider the number of people and ignore the degree of tacit understanding.

If the coordination is good, one plus one equals two, but if the coordination is not good, one plus one is still equal to one, or even becomes a negative number, which may affect the original combat effectiveness.

But now, Xiao Feng and the others feel like this. After setting up their formation and changing their equipment, the overall strength of these six people is a bit stronger.

(End of this chapter)