It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

"You must win, boss!"

He encouraged Liu Zheng in his heart.

After all, if Liu Zheng wins, he might beat him up or use him as cannon fodder, but if Father John wins, he will definitely kill him.

Under Xia Kai's anxious gaze, Liu Zheng moved.

(End of this chapter)

270. Chapter 269: Stuff the Tentacles Hard into Your Mouth

270.

Liu Zheng also jumped up and soon reached a higher height than Father John.

"what?!"

Father John looked up in shock.

In an instant, the offensive situation was reversed, and he was now at the bottom and Liu was at the top.

Without time to think, Father John raised the long-handled axe.

The handle of the long-handled axe is naturally not made of ordinary wood, but specially treated wood, with a hardness comparable to that of inferior metal.

However, even a real metal pole could not stop Liu Zheng's jumping chop.

The axe handle, which was three fingers thick, broke with a sound, and the butcher knife continued to chop Father John's shoulder with all its force.

"what!"

He let out a scream and fell from the air.

"boom!"

After a dull thud, Father John fell to his knees.

His right shoulder slumped limply, blood seeped out of his shawl and dripped from his sleeve onto the ground.

"father!"

Seeing his miserable appearance, Fulla couldn't help but scream out.

"Don't worry, you won't die. I used the back of the knife."

Liu Zheng raised his eyelids and said.

After he chopped off the axe handle, he turned the butcher knife over, otherwise Father John would have been chopped to death.

While Liu Zheng was talking, Father John took out a blood sampling device and stabbed his leg.

"Still coming? Do you really think this is a turn-based game?"

He waved his tentacles and knocked the blood collector away, and Father John's fingers were broken.

"Why do you guys inject the needles into the thighs? Can't you inject the needles into the buttocks?"

Liu Zheng complained.

"Ouch!"

As if he could no longer bear his humiliation, Father John let out a horrible howl.

His collapsed shoulder on the right side suddenly arched and recovered in an indescribable way.

Then, his whole body began to tremble, and his bulging muscles rolled under his coat like countless giant insects crawling.

The hair on his face also began to grow wildly, turning from white to black.

"Oh no, he's going to transform into a beast!"

shouted Anko, who had been watching from a distance.

"Dad, don't leave me!"

Fulla cried loudly, her voice was shrill.

When the little girl saw her father was about to turn into a beast, she finally gave up all her pretended strength.

Father John, with a distorted face, was stunned for a moment, then he kicked his feet and retreated violently backwards, just in time to avoid Liu Zheng's butcher knife.

His body became more and more hunched, like a wolf barely standing.

Bloody tears seeped out from his blindfold and wet the hair on his face.

"Fula, Fula."

Father John called his daughter's name and held out his hand to her.

However, the once broad and warm palm has turned into a curved and sharp claw.

"Dad, I'm here. Dad, please don't turn into a beast, let's go find mom and go home together."

Fulla cried and walked towards Father John, but fortunately Anko hugged her.

"Shirley, Fulla, go home."

Father John kept repeating his words, and more tears and blood flowed from his eyes, dyeing the black hair on his face red.

"Boss, is there any way to cure the beast disease?"

Liu Zheng asked without turning his head.

"For those who show signs of beast transformation, the Blood Healing Church will distribute tranquilizers made from special blood. This tranquilizer can delay the onset of beast transformation. But for people like Father John who have already begun to transform, I don't know what can be done."

Anko shook his head.

"Using blood to treat blood?"

he mused.

If the cause of the beast disease is really due to blood healing, then there must be something wrong with the blood used by the Blood Healing Church.

If there is no way to reduce the concentration of those problematic bloods, then what about directly reducing the amount of blood?

Thinking of this, Liu Zheng suddenly rushed out.

Faced with the surprise attack, Father John instinctively fought back.

He swung his claws and grabbed the butcher knife fiercely.

The black beast claw left a trail in the air, and its speed was much faster than when it used the long-handled axe just now.

"clang!"

The beast's claws hit the side of the butcher knife, and it actually made a sound of metal clashing.

Liu Zheng's tentacles trembled slightly, and the butcher knife seemed to be about to slip out of his hand.

"Damn, this strength is at least twenty points higher than before. Could this be the legendary three times stronger blackening?"

While he was talking nonsense, he swung the meat saw and stabbed Father John in the kidney.

"Ow!"

Father John let out a savage roar and stretched out his claws to grab Liu Zheng's tentacles from bottom to top.

At this moment, there was no family or responsibility in his heart, only endless bloodthirstiness and hunting.

"I crave blood!"

Following Father John's short and vague roar, blood suddenly appeared.

Liu Zheng's tentacles were actually cut off directly by the beast's claws, and the meat saw flew out of his hand and flew to the side.

"what!"

Anko and Fulla exclaimed together.

Although they did not want Father John to be killed, they also did not want to see their protector Liu Zheng get hurt.

Only Xia Kai remained calm. The locals might not be able to see it, but he could see clearly that the boss had four tentacles.

"Are you stupid? I have four hands~"

Liu Zheng's two tentacles wrapped around Father John's waist, lifted him up, and then spun him like a windmill, smashing towards the surrounding tombstones.

The hard tombstone kept breaking under his rough movements. The bones of Father John after being transformed into a beast were harder than a hammer.

Only after he had smashed all the surrounding tombstones to pieces did he throw Father John aside.

Father John struggled on the ground for a long time before he got up. He huddled over and looked at Liu Zheng, waving his claws towards him in resistance.

Even through the blindfold, Liu Zheng could see the fear in his eyes.

However, Father John's gaze was not directed at his face, nor at the butcher knife in his hand.

But

Liu Zheng looked at his tentacle that was torn off. The broken part was quickly scabbing and recovering, with only a little blood remaining.

"Could it be that"

He swung the butcher knife without hesitation and cut open the wound that had already stopped bleeding.

Blood with the stench of rotting plants flowed out again.

"No, don't come near me! This is not the blood I want!"

Looking at Liu Zheng who was approaching with the broken tentacle in his hand, Father John shouted and stepped back.

In fear, he raised his claws and cut his chest.

Thick blood spurted out and splashed onto the ground.

Most of the blood dried up and turned black, only a small group of blood remained active, like an alien.

"This isn't my blood, is it?"

Liu Zheng looked at the pool of blood and inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.

"It is said that when hunters kill wild beasts, they can gain strength from the blood of the beasts. They call this the echo of blood."

Xia Kai in the distance suddenly shouted.

"Huh? How did you know?"

He turned around and asked.

"In reply to the boss, before entering this dungeon, I used a prop to obtain some dungeon-related information in advance."

Xia Kai said with a flattering smile.

"Ah, can this still be done?"

Liu Zheng said enviously.

He had no intelligence before he came in and was almost killed on sight.

"Ah? Boss, haven't you used it before?"

Xia Kai was even more surprised than him.

According to the veteran, the production rate of this kind of item that obtains copy information in advance is quite high.

"No, this is only my first copy."

Liu Zheng curled his lips, then turned around and stuffed the tentacle into Father John's mouth.

You dislike my blood, right? Then eat it!

"what?!"

Xia Kai's mouth opened wider than Father John's, enough to fit two tentacles in.

(End of this chapter)

271. Chapter 270 It's You, Hell Game

271.

Blood with the stench of rotting plants continued to pour into Father John's body.

He struggled desperately, but was unable to move due to the strong binding of three tentacles.