Chapter 546 Atrocities

Seeing John's behavior, everyone can only cover their faces. This American emperor is really looking for smoke.

These damn American people just like to play, just like to be noisy, but arrogant and self-righteous. This is good. It's lively.

"Oh, my God--baby, I can't. I'm coming, ah-"

Under the pitiful eyes of everyone, John's little brother was wrapped in the tentacles full of sticky saliva, and his face was full of a smile. He grabbed the tentacles with both hands as if it were the dream lover. Just for more than ten seconds, his body began to tremble violently, and his mouth screamed, and his eyes had a tendency to turn white... ...

"Oh, it's so cool, so comfortable, my God, how can it be so comfortable, it's still so long... Oh, I'm here again..."

John only felt that the tide came towards him, hitting his heart and the depths of his head. The extremely comfortable feeling made his scalp numb, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, and his feet were like a frog about to be out of breath - his legs trembling.

With John's constant comfort to the extreme shouting, a white halo flowed from John's body into the body of the beautiful saint. After receiving a stream of Yuanyang Jingyuan, she slowly poured into the body and spread it all over the body. Saint Yoshida Meixiang narrowed her eyes slightly and wanted to moan comfortably. Her face was rosy, as if she had experienced several high tides.

"Beautiful saint!"

"The saint, don't do this. It's time to stop."

"He is a friend of Shangbang, no."

... Seeing that it was almost the same, this was everyone's 'time' reaction. In shock, they hurriedly dissuade against the numb scalp.

Finally, the saint Meixiang stopped, and the flesh-colored tentacles were taken back into her body. And John collapsed to the ground, and his legs trembled like a dying toad from time to time. He rolled his eyes and drooled. How embarrassed he was, how embarrassed he was.

The two brothers on one side hurried to find someone to treat John, complaining about the behavior of the saint Meixiang. This is a friend of the United States. He is still in a high position and must not be easily offended. However, they only dare to complain in their hearts that the horror of the saint can be seen by looking at John, whose strength is comparable to that of the Chinese overlord, and there is no resistance in front of him.

"Don't worry, he can't die. I only sucked half of his Yuanyang. He will be weak for a period of time at most." The saint's scarlet tongue licked the flaming red lips, "But the essence of this Shangbang friend is really rich, and even the higher-level awakeners are strong. The harvest is great. It can be more beneficial than Yuanyang, who is dozens of strong men at a time..."

Everyone only felt that their scalp was numb. This saint's ability to absorb yang and nourish yin was too evil. In the quilt, she would become arrogant and have no power to resist. After coming to China, she unscrupulously looked for a man to absorb Yuanyang, and her strength improved rapidly. No one could resist her. Well, only Master Jingchuan could make her scruples.

They have even seen with their own eyes that those Chinese people, especially the awakeners, were sucked to death, with a satisfied smile on their faces, but the whole person has changed from extremely strong to dry skin, hair and teeth falling out, and bones become light and brittle, like mummies...

Some of them were sucked into Yuanyang. Even if they were not too absorbed, they were overwhelmed by a wave of continuous waves of **, and they became dementia.

"Congratulations to the Holy Goddess for making great progress."

Everyone didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly complimented, but they didn't expect that the beautiful saint's face suddenly became bad.

Since she broke through to the seventh level, she didn't know how much effort she had spent. For this reason, she swept around looking for men to absorb Yuanyang. She didn't know how many men she had absorbed and killed, but it was difficult for her to break through to the eighth level, which made her depressed and annoyed.

Why are these Chinese men so useless? Yuanyang has little effect on improving her strength.

......

The next day, John's body finally recovered a little, and the crowd gathered again.

John looked very ugly, and he didn't pretend to flatter the apology of the two brothers around him.

Yesterday, he finally ushered in the most humiliating moment of his life. He will never forget it. How can it be so easy?

However, when he saw the beautiful saint again, he immediately lowered his head like a bullied lamb.

He is really extremely afraid of this evil saint. Under the cruel means of the other party, he not only falls to the fourth level, but now he can only barely walk like a normal person. Thinking of the comfortable means of ascending to heaven, but extremely cruel, his body trembled with extreme fear. He really dares not have anything. In the heart of resistance.

Today's meeting mainly discusses how to deal with it, and it is likely that the danger is coming.

After yesterday's investigation, the flying dragon in the mysterious poison pool did make a second breakthrough in a short time. According to their division, this flying dragon is already the middle level of the flying monster, and its body does not know what attack it has been attacked and has suffered serious trauma.

This will be their opportunity. It is estimated that it will not take long for this flying dragon to break through to the high level of the flying monster. If this monster with horrible toxins is successfully enslaved, it may not be worse than the flying low-level mutant shock dragon, and even the toxin on its body is more advantageous in some conveniences.

If you add the mysterious and horrible strength, the beautiful saint who has the ability to restrain men, and then there is a sophisticated design ambush and trouble at the same time. Only in the face of that killing god, the other party may not have the opportunity to seize the enslavement of Igawa again. They still have a good chance of winning.

It is because of this that they are full of confidence, and Ampere had turned off the engine when the beautiful saint appeared as early as February, and his surrender plan naturally did not play out.

Listening to the discussion of these people, John lowered his head and sneered in his heart:

Flying monster? Even in the later stage, Liang Jing's subordinates don't know how many leader monsters in the later period of the flying period. I don't know how many monsters have killed with their own hands. How can an innate monster be hostile? As for the saint, hey hey...

"Mr. John, you know the killing god best. Can you tell us the specific situation of the other party?" Ampere asked four questions.

Amperor II, Master Igawa, Saint and others are also paying intense attention.

Since you want to deal with the other party, you naturally need to find a way to understand the strength of the enemy.

"Yes, Mr. John, do you want to try that super comfortable high tide again?" The beautiful saint threw over with a wink. She heard that this Chinese man named Killing God was very powerful. She couldn't wait. To what extent will Yuanyang's own strength be improved after absorbing the other party?

Eighth order? The ninth level? How much more...

Being threatened, John's body trembled. It seemed that the saint was full of fear. His lowered eyes flashed with a cold light, but he said without hesitation:

"It is not clear where Liang Jing came from. He only knows that he can come and go in this end of the world from the beginning. N city is one of his strongholds. Tens of millions of people in N City are now under his control. There are many subordinates, as well as various energy guns. The energy guns are..."

"Most importantly, he and his subordinates have the ability to enslave monsters, and there are many powerful leader-level mutant monsters as pets."

"Liang Jing is extremely fierce. All the people he identified as enemies have never had a good end. Basically, the whole force has been slaughtered."

John looked up at the crowd and said, "For example, the Tu family, one of the four most powerful forces in the N city, was jealous because it was a woman at the same time as the eldest son of the Tu family. As a result, the killing god slaughtered dozens of millions of people in the Tu family."

"It is also because of his fierce personality that he regards human life like grass mustard and has the strength of a demon god, so people call it the god of killing, the god of killing!"

"However, his strength has definitely not broken through the flying level, which I can guarantee with my personality."

John stopped talking here. There are some things that don't need to be too straightforward.

......

In the secret room, there are two brothers Ampere, Master Igawa and Saint Mika, and a mysterious old man.

"How does it grow? What the white pig said is true or false. Ampere didn't have a humble attitude towards John here, and directly used a contemptuous tone.

"Cough... He didn't lie." The old man coughed twice.

Although John didn't tell a lie, he missed a lot of things. He only said Liang Jingwei's fierce personality and level.

"Okay, okay! This white pig is really sincere, haha..."

"These white-skinned pigs themselves are not very calculating people. They know that they are proud touted themselves as civilized people, noble and first-class. In fact, they are all stupid fools and lazy."

"Haha, this is better, pass the order..."

Ampere gave four cruel orders. At this moment, they had no choice, but it was normal for the glorious deeds of the NJ massacre ancestors with Unit 731.

Soon, the RB devils and traitors from the south of the valley to the surrounding were all dispatched, escorting a team of Chinese people to act.

On the playground, awakeners or strong Chinese men were gathered. The beautiful saint manipulated the long flesh-colored tentacles one by one, constantly holding these men's little brothers.

... These men made a comfortable cry like flying immortals, but their bodies were visibly withered, their hair and teeth were dry and fell off, their skin was dry, their muscles disappeared, and their bone marrow was sucked dry and became as light and crisp as winter wheat straw, and soon fell into eternal darkness in comfort.

In the mysterious poison pool, Chinese people are tempted by all kinds of coercion, carrying explosives, and cooperating with the RB man designed with a gun on one side to attack the flying dragon and consume it.

Rumble, Rumble!——

One by one, the Chinese people sat in despair, empty, resentful and viciously sitting on Dong Cunrui's heroic behavior, holding the explosive bag and rushing to the huge flying dragon, and then smashing to pieces.

On the other side, there are more Chinese people who are unwilling to give in and be coercion, their hands and feet are cut off, and they are constantly bleeding. Their miserable and resentful screams and curses continue to rise.

On the one hand, the man in the black robe kept chanting the spells. The drop of dirty blood on the ground emitted a bright red light. Finally, it gathered at the feet of the RB warriors and fell into the body. His whole strength kept rising, and he stopped knowing that his body could not stand it.

Looking at all this busyness and tragedy, John smiled and found the opportunity and left secretly.