chsdbacks Chapter 87 Knowing they were no match, they still dared to attack me, an S-class superhuman...
Chapter 87 Knowing they were no match, they still dared to attack me, an S-class superhuman...
The moment Zhao Yingkong saw this man, her eyes turned bloodshot. If Wang Lu hadn't held her back, she probably would have rushed up and fought him to the death.
"Let me go! I'm going to kill him!!"
No one knew how much hatred she had for that man, but they all sensed a dangerous aura.
Except for the three sunflower people.
They glanced sideways at Zhao Zhuikong, arms crossed, their eyes looking down on him.
Zhao Zhuikong completely ignored the three guys, his eyes fixed on Wang Lu. He was very concerned, but he said casually:
"Tsk tsk tsk~~ My little apple is still the same as before. Always loved by everyone. Has she already formed new friendships in less than half a year?"
His eyes were filled with a strange mix of emotions: a mixture of relief, jealousy, murderous intent, and lust.
He glanced casually at Wang Lu's hand, seemingly unconcerned, and said with a smile:
"If you killed them here, would you still cry your heart out like before?"
"Shut up!"
Driven by intense anger, Zhao Yingkong activated the first stage of her gene lock. Her body trembled, and the power of her resistance more than doubled.
But in Wang Lu's hands, they were just two panting little fish.
Sakura's resistance not only failed to escape the clutches of evil, but instead allowed the clutches to enjoy themselves.
Seeing Wang Lu's undisguised actions, the proportions in Zhao Zhuikong's eyes began to change.
Anger increases, satisfaction decreases.
"My little apple, how could you fall for someone else so quickly? I only killed your brothers, sisters, friends, and partners, and you hate me this much?"
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Upon hearing this, the members of the Central Continent Team immediately widened their eyes and looked at this strange newcomer with very unfriendly expressions.
In particular, Ba Wang and Ling Dian, two people with excellent tactical acumen, immediately spread out and formed a triangle, completely blocking Zhao Zhui Kong's escape route.
Zhao Zhuikong calmly watched everyone's actions, his face showing no emotion. Instead, he smiled and commented, "Not bad, a bit stronger than the Indian team. It would probably take me two hands to wipe you all out."
He casually tossed the dagger in his hand, then it fell back into his grasp. His confident tone left Wang Lu momentarily stunned.
The overlord frowned, lowered his arms from his chest, and prepared to punch the insolent fellow in front of him to death.
Wang Lu raised his hand to stop him:
"No rush, let him say a few more words."
I need to learn some of their witty remarks so that I won't lack class when I make my appearance in the future.
He looked around at his subordinates.
First, there are the three Sunflower Men, who are in the top tier of combat power. They can send Zhao Zhuikong to the Western Paradise with a single punch.
Secondly, Chu Xuan is in the second tier. He is an S-level cultivator, but he is a researcher and his cultivation direction is not combat, but formation and weapon crafting.
Next is the third tier: Zheng Zha, with three locks and a mutated bloodline, is just right to fight Zhao Zhuikong at this time.
So he waved to Zheng Zha: "Go and test his strength."
Zheng Zha snorted coldly: "That's exactly what I was thinking!"
He stepped out from the crowd, staring coldly at Zhao Zhuikong. As a champion of justice, Zheng Zha simply could not tolerate this pervert who had murdered an entire family.
"You heartless bastard who kills for pleasure, you're just unlucky to have met our Zhongzhou Team of Love and Justice today."
"Idiot!"
Zhao Zhuikong's face darkened, and his figure flashed as if he had teleported, appearing directly in front of Wang Lu.
However, this wasn't teleportation; it was simply a matter of speed.
He rushed towards Wang Lu's face, but his attention wasn't on Wang Lu's face at all; it was on Wang Lu's hands that were constantly rubbing together.
He was seething with anger inside, but he had to pretend to be magnanimous. He laughed loudly, his tone crazed and twisted:
"My little apple! Hate me! Fear me! Powerless, you can only watch helplessly as I slaughter your companions, just like before!"
He saw that Wang Lu in front of him was motionless, as if he hadn't reacted yet.
He looked at Zhao Yingkong again, only to see that her expression was not one of hatred, but rather three parts shame and annoyance, three parts pity, three parts resentment, and finally, a hint of anger.
Zhao Zhuikong was puzzled by this expression, and he stopped what he was doing.
He stood before Wang Lu, but his face was turned to Zhao Yingkong: "Have you forgotten everything that happened in the past?"
"How could I possibly forget?!"
Looking at the other person's cruel and perverted face, Zhao Yingkong instantly transformed from a blushing, lovesick young girl into a ripe tomato.
"I wish I could grind you to dust! Chop you into pieces, piece by piece! I..."
The hatred she had just begun to harbor was suddenly crushed by the force coming from her body, turning into a deep sense of humiliation.
But she couldn't beat Wang Lu.
Not to mention she had fought back, she didn't even have the strength to shake off the other party's evil hand.
Zhao Yingkong took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and the redness on her face, caused by a combination of anger, helplessness, and sadness, gradually faded.
She said calmly, "You're about to die."
"Hahahaha!" Zhao Zhuikong burst into laughter.
"I'm going to die? That's the funniest thing in the world!"
Do you know how much combat power I've secretly suppressed?! I, Zhao Zhuikong, am the Chicken Claw King of the Main God Space! Even the mighty Celestial Team is helpless against me!
"Hehehe~~ Little Apple. It seems that your education must be put on the agenda immediately. You can't even do the most basic judgment of strength and weakness."
For a moment, everyone on the Zhongzhou team except Wang Lu was genuinely intimidated by him.
Wang Lu chuckled and said, "Are you that good? Then I'll have to be careful."
"You found out too late!"
Zhao Zhuikong's figure flashed behind Wang Lu in a flash, his shadow still lingering in front of him.
"die!"
His AA-grade dagger stabbed fiercely towards Wang Lu's neck!
clang!!!
As if he had crashed into a mountain made of titanium alloy, Zhao Zhuikong was thrown back by the huge shock, almost losing his grip on the dagger.
Before the shock in his eyes could fully form, Wang Lu made a move.
The world seemed to slow down, everyone was paused, except for Wang Lu, who didn't even take his hand out. He slowly turned around, raised his hand and grabbed the double A-grade dagger—Vampire's Touch—from Zhao Zhui's empty hand.
Then, with a gentle pull, it came into his hand.
"Thank you for the dagger. It just so happens that I'm still missing a gift for Sakura's unborn child."
"!"
Zhao Zhuikong suddenly looked at Zhao Yingkong's stomach, which did indeed appear to be slightly protruding.
Wang Lu then asked, "Anything else? She's pregnant with twins, I can't just send her one, can I?"
Swah——
Time seemed to reverse; Zhao Zhuikong's attack failed, and he even lost the dagger in his hand. Moreover, his pride and joy—his speed—was as slow as a snail in front of his opponent!
In an instant, cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Without saying a word, Zhao Zhuikong immediately stopped suppressing the gene lock in his body.
Click~~
He unlocked the third stage of the gene lock, and the whole world slowed down in his eyes.
He used his hand as a knife, aimed at Wang Lu's heart, and stabbed him with a thunderous roar!
clang!!!
It was still the sound of metal clashing, and a faint cracking sound of bones breaking.
Wang Lu looked at him and laughed like a war god: "It seems you can't even do the most basic judgment of strength."
retreat!
Ignoring the injury on his hand, Zhao Zhuikong dashed toward the main gate in a flash!
But the towering overlord had already blocked this place.
"Hmph! Trying to escape?"