Chapter 1820: It’s His Smell!

He would secretly find a place to hide, and then use his mobile phone to take pictures of the expressions of the bodyguards when they saw such a scene!

Ha ha ha ha! When the time comes to take it back, I believe both Qian Yukang and the owner will be very happy!

Thinking in his mind, the mutant moved faster, his movements suddenly changed midway, and he stabbed the male doctor in the chest. Fastest update

The mutant was very confident in his own skills. He seemed to have seen the other person look at him with wide eyes and disbelief, and then slowly fell into a pool of blood with the sound of Xia Yurou falling from the building!

Perfect!

But then, the perfection in his heart was instantly broken!

Faced with his one-hit kill, the man neither hid nor fought, nor did he panic or panic at all.

The man just put away the knife and turned sideways, stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and then pulled hard.

The mutant had no time to react. He only felt a cloud-like mist. Following the force of the opponent's pull, he staggered forward for a long time and almost hit the door before barely stopping.

The other party also used the force to move forward quickly.

When the mutant stood firm, he turned around in disbelief and found that he was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at him coldly with eyes wearing black-rimmed glasses.

In front of him, Xia Yurou, who should have crashed through the floor-to-ceiling window and would definitely die, was held firmly in his arms, safe and sound.

Everything that happened just now was really so fast, everything was completed in the blink of an eye.

Facing the crisis just now, the three women didn't even have time to utter a exclamation, and the crisis was over.

Xia Yurou was hugged by the man in shock, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

This embrace is so warm...so familiar...

It's clearly a feeling that only appears in dreams these days!

The two girls, He Qianqian and He Qianqian, who had come to their senses, hurriedly rushed over and pulled Xia Yurou over to take a look. They saw that there were no wounds on her body, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"you……"

He Qianqian and Bu Mengting looked at the man in front of them, wanting to say something.

"Hahahaha! It's so funny, the hero saves the beauty!"

"As far as I know, when Lin Tian was still alive, this was his favorite trick to play on women!"

"I can't believe that after his death, his woman was also well protected!"

The mutant smiled ferociously, rubbing his wrists and walking over. He couldn't help but feel a lot more vigilant and wary.

This guy is a real master!

Just now, the strength was at least as good as his!

The man did not speak, he just twisted his neck, threw the dagger in his hand and danced in a circle. He turned the dagger upside down to block the three girls He Qianqian behind him and walked towards the mutant.

"It's his smell..."

Xia Yurou looked at the man's back, covered her mouth and cried.

"Yes, it must be him!"

He Qianqian and Bu Mengting also shed tears and looked at the man's back in concentration.

"Hey, it seems you are still old acquaintances!"

"Let me guess, your surname is not Wang!"

"Hahaha! This is really big news! It turns out that Lin Tian was already cuckolded when he was alive!"

The mutant kept saying random things to humiliate, but his spirit was not careless, and instead he was ready to fight.

He said those words just to make the other party angry and confused!

In this way, his chances of winning will be greatly increased.

After all, the current opponent was too calm, making him unable to see through and feeling a little unsure.

This feeling has only been felt by one person since he was created.

That person is naturally Lin Tian.

But Lin Tian is already dead, and the old Wang next door in front of him,

I will go down to accompany him soon!

The man and he stopped with a tacit understanding, keeping a relative distance from each other, looking at each other.

However, the mutant has been shaking, adjusting and looking for the best attack and defense postures.

But the man opposite him just held the dagger upside down and stood there quietly, as still as a mountain and as silent as ice.

"Damn! Pretending!" The mutant looked at the opponent for a long time, but couldn't find a flaw in the other party. He didn't dare to take action rashly, and spat impatiently.

The man moved when he heard the words. He stretched out a finger, pointed at the mutant, and gave it a slight tick.

"Fuck! Go to hell!"

The mutant could no longer suppress the urge to fight in his heart. After shouting a curse, he fiercely waved his dagger and attacked.

The man still didn't make any move. He only waited for the mutant to rush closer, then he twisted his body violently and reached out to grab the mutant's knife-holding wrist.

The mutant's wrist was restrained again, but this time, instead of being surprised at all, there was an unnoticeable sneer on his face.

snort! He is indeed an arrogant guy!

He had expected this move a long time ago!

Suddenly, the mutant's other hand reached to his lower back, whipped out a dagger, and slashed at the man's wrist that was holding him.

With the sudden change of moves, the mutant knew that the opponent would subconsciously let go and use a dagger to block his hand-cutting blow.

But what he didn't know was that chopping off his hand was just a fake move, and that the next step was to suddenly stab his heart through a temporary change of tactics!

Even if the other party doesn't have time to let go, he still has his next move ready!

Before taking action, the mutant had already rehearsed the opponent's response in his mind.

But the only thing he didn't expect was the other party's next reaction.

The man didn't let go, but his wrist moved.

He grabbed his wrist and twisted it violently. With a click, the mutant knew that his wrist was broken by the other party.

Although it was a bit unexpected, the mutant didn't panic.

The bodies of these mutants, after being transformed by Dr. Long, are more tolerant of pain than human masters.

If it were someone else, even the most powerful master, the wrist would be suddenly disabled. Although it would not lose combat effectiveness instantly, it would be painful and lose consciousness.

When masters fight, even for a moment, they can't be careless. Just losing consciousness for a moment may kill them.

But for the mutant, the wrist being suddenly twisted off had no effect on him at all.

Without a trace of delay or hesitation caused by pain, the mutant's dagger stabbed at the man's wrist according to the predetermined moves.

But what the mutant never expected was that twisting his wrist was just a small beginning.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack..."

After the man broke the mutant's wrist, he did not stop at all. His strength continued to act on the mutant's entire arm.

The sound of bone cracking was endless. Along with the sound, the mutant's entire arm was like a towel that was wrung out hard, and it was tightly knotted together.

The pain was very low, but it did not mean that the pain was completely unfeeling. After all, these mutants were not machines, but also living beings. )Download the free reader!!