It was Jiao Zhitong. Jiao Zhitong was so angry that he laughed. His face was livid with anger. He pointed at Ye Zilong and sneered, "Good."
"Good!
Good, good, good … Ye Zilong, you're awesome. You're awesome. "Jiao Zhitong pushed Du Kang and Yang Kangle away and stood face to face with Ye Zilong. He pointed at Ye Zilong's nose and said," But let me tell you, God is watching. You can't be too arrogant. "
"Really?"
Ye Zilong tilted his head and blinked his "innocent" eyes. Then he smiled and raised his hand to slap away Jiao Zhitong's finger on his nose. "Jiao Zhitong, am I arrogant?
I'm not, let alone you guys.
How can I, Ye Zilong, dare to be arrogant?
Do you think I'm right, Li Ning? "
Ye Zilong turned his head and asked the bespectacled man next to him. Li Ning chuckled and replied, "You're right." He wiped the corner of his mouth with a gay purple handkerchief and squeezed over. He pointed at Jiao Zhitong's heart and pushed Jiao Zhitong away. He stood in front of Ye Zilong and said in a girly voice, "My Young Master Ye has the right to remain silent."
"Get out of my way."
Du Kang pulled Jiao Zhitong's clothes from behind and pulled him aside. He walked to Li Ning and looked him up and down. He must be a girly, gentle bastard. His gaze was so penetrating that Li Ning's hair stood on end. He shrank his neck and moved closer to Ye Zilong. Then he coughed twice and dared to say, "You … who do you think you are? Who do you think you are?"
"Hehe, me?"
Du Kang pointed at the tip of his nose and burst into laughter. He declared loudly, "I am neither an onion nor a garlic. My name is Du Kang!"
Du Kang suddenly stretched out his hand. His hand was like an eagle's claw, and three of his fingers clasped onto Li Ning's neck. He quickly retreated, pulling Li Ning along with him. He pulled Li Ning in front of him, and suddenly exerted strength in his arms, lifting Li Ning's entire body up until his feet were three inches off the ground.
"Kekeke …"
Li Ning's hands were terrifyingly strong. His fingers were wrapped around Li Ning's neck, trying to stop him from speaking. If he didn't, he would never be able to speak for the rest of his life. He could only croak like a duck.
She grabbed Du Kang's arms with both hands and kicked Du Kang's body continuously.
He grabbed Li Ning's neck and pulled his oily face in front of him. Looking at Li Ning's Weiwei eyes, Du Kang's lips curved into a devilish smile. "Remember, my name is Du Kang!"
After saying that, he threw Li Ning three to five meters away like he was throwing a piece of trash. Li Ning fell on the ground head-first, and his face and arms were covered with gunshots. He grimaced in pain, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous when he saw Du Kang. He could only crawl up from the ground and retreat to the side in embarrassment.
The smile on Ye Zilong's face disappeared. He took a step forward and clenched his fists. He stared at Du Kang and said, "Rascal, it's you again. I let you escape last time. This time, I want to see what will save you!"
With that, Ye Zilong raised his hand to grab Du Kang's chest. Du Kang dodged to the side and was about to retaliate when Weiwei suddenly appeared in front of him. She stretched out her hand and collided with Ye Zilong's palm.
The moment the two palms collided, there was a loud explosion. Weiwei didn't move, but Ye Zilong's body swayed and he staggered back five to six steps. He only managed to steady himself after being supported by a bodyguard.
Shaking his shoulders, he angrily pushed away the black clothed bodyguard who was supporting him. Ye Zilong looked at Wei Wei, and his eyes could not help but flash, "Strange, where did this woman come from? How can she have such great strength, could it be …"
A faint black smoke surged in Ye Zilong's eyes and disappeared in a flash. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He looked at Weiwei and smiled. Then his eyes fell on Du Kang.
"Du Kang, you're really good. You actually learned to let a woman stand up for you. Amazing, amazing."
The ridicule in his words made Du Kang seethe with anger. He rushed to Weiwei's side and rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.
"Xiao Pang, go back. You're no match for him." Weiwei secretly sent a telepathic message to Du Kang.
"What happened here?
Zilong. "
A burst of messy footsteps silenced everyone. Looking towards the source of the sound, a group of people hurried over. The person in the lead was a beautiful middle-aged woman who still retained her charm. Behind her was a cold-looking middle-aged man. Behind the man were three or four men and women who looked like school leaders.
His thumb slid up the middle of the lower abdomen and pressed on the left and right ribs. As expected, the slightly bulging flesh was pressed down. There was indeed no bone to support it.
"Can I see this?"
Du Kang said to Jiao Zhitong. He stretched out his hands to show that he wanted to separate the hair on the woman's face. Jiao Zhitong nodded and agreed that it was no problem as long as the body was not damaged.
"There's nothing to damage on the body, right?"
As Du Kang spoke, he had already dug out a pair of disposable plastic gloves from the toolbox thrown by the accompanying forensic doctor. He moved his body, squatted down on top of the woman's head, and carefully removed the hair that was stuck to her face bit by bit.
Because the blood was half dry, it was difficult to remove it. The feeling of hair being removed from the face was creepy, but also a twisted pleasure.
"I!
Retch … "As the hair on the woman's face was removed bit by bit, Jiao Zhitong, who had been staring without blinking, couldn't stand it anymore. He had just run two steps when he leaned against the wall and vomited.
"Damn, it really has a strong taste!"
Du Kang also fiercely swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling a wave of disgust in his heart. If it weren't for the experience of fighting water corpses, destroying evil ghosts, and the White Vortex Pit, he would probably have vomited on the spot. Even so, his face turned pale, and his hands stopped moving.
"Huff … huff … it's nothing. I have watched Resident Evil and ate braised pork. This is nothing, nothing!"
Du Kang took two deep breaths to comfort himself. As a result, the smell of blood in his mouth made his throat itch.
After regaining his composure, he began to remove the hair on the woman's face bit by bit, revealing a completely bloody face. The skin on her face was completely torn off, revealing the dark red muscles under the skin. Her eyes were also covered with hair.
As Du Kang forcefully pulled his hair away, the entangled eyeball was also pulled out. His clothes were torn and hung on his body in strips. His exposed skin was a very uncomfortable dark gray color due to excessive blood loss. There were also many small wounds where the skin and flesh were turned inside out, revealing the grayish white muscle tissue.