Bug Master In Doomsday

"Master..... This situation is definitely due to his body. Maybe something in his blood has some special reactions with the venom I poured..."

The little centipede thought for a while and gave a pertinent answer. Its wisdom is not low, it has the level of intelligence of a sixteen-year-old child!

"Is that so?" Wang Mang squinted his eyes, and subconsciously rubbed his chin. "It is estimated that he had taken the pill that the invaders made for him before. Otherwise, an ordinary ability person should not This change will occur."

"Regardless of this, let's see if the scabies in his body have read his memory completely!" Wang Mang waved his hand indifferently, letting the little centipede take out the scabies in the prisoner first.

"Kara~Kara!" Two scabies no more than fingernails crawled out of the prisoner's left ear, and their beetles were covered with a fishy soft shell.

As their insect limbs moved, the fishy, ​​whitish soft shell got stuck in the prisoner's ears, and the two scabies crawled out with great effort.

Wang Mang raised his hand and caught the two scabies. One was placed on the palm of his left hand, and the other was placed on the iron table with a layer of black and blood condensed beside him.

"Om!" The golden insect pattern suddenly burst into light, and the dazzling golden light instantly merged with the scabies body, and a huge stream of information suddenly rushed into Wang Mang's brain!

‘A handsome teenager who is about 13 or 14 years old is sitting on the desk in the classroom, holding the textbook with both hands, dozing off his head little by little.

Snapped! With the sound of the pointer swinging, with hands on her waist, the angry middle-aged female classroom was shouting at him hoarsely! ’

A clear scene quietly passed away, and another scene just like real images,

‘A young man dressed in casual clothes, wearing earrings, and a handsome face with a trace of unrestrained unrestrainedness, is holding the hand of a girl in a long skirt and walking down a bustling pedestrian street.

Suddenly, the setting sun in the sky suddenly changed, revealing the evil charm like blood, and the first fission in the last days began! ’

The setting sun in the sky gradually disappeared, and the surrounding figures gradually blurred. Even the girl in the long skirt he was holding disappeared as the picture collapsed.

‘In a spacious residential courtyard, the whole body is imposing, and a young man with a gesture of power and power is sitting on a wooden chair.

Passing a notebook full of text to a stern middle-aged man in a Taoist robe and a prismatic front, the two talked enthusiastically with each other, with satisfied smiles on both faces.

Suddenly, things happened suddenly, a team of faces were covered with insect masks, and a black-clad ghost killer appeared next to them in an instant.

One after another, the transparent steel cables slammed their bodies, and after a period of unnecessary resistance, they surrendered in despair. ’

In the last scene, Wang Mang's figure appeared clearly.

'In the dark and damp interrogation room, the sturdy man was grinning and stamped the branding iron on his belly, crunching, the iron door was suddenly pushed open, Wang Mang with sharp eyes and the warden Mo walked in... ..'

In just a few moments, the most profound images in the prisoner’s mind were read by Wang Mang. As time passed, Wang Mang’s forehead oozes a drop of fine sweat.

It took a full half an hour before he slowly opened his eyes, "Hoo-!" Wang Mang let out a suffocated breath, his eyes turned to the prisoner's body, staring at him for more than ten seconds, wondering what he was thinking. .