Buzzing, another dark cloud rolled in and rushed toward a frightened woman.

Li Qianxia burst into speed, grabbed the person and left. Hei Yun missed, then turned and pounced on a child.

As soon as Li Qianxia put the person down, she kicked off and darted out again, disappearing into the dark clouds and taking the child away.

Dark clouds flew up to the ceiling, and the soldiers hurriedly opened fire, but shooting at the dense swarm of mosquitoes was like pricking a blanket with a needle—what good would it do if they punctured it?

When the dark clouds swooped down, the soldiers hesitated, fearing they might harm ordinary people.

The fat boss picked up a tabletop—no, upon closer inspection, it was a crab gauntlet gripping the tabletop—and roared as he furiously slammed it down on the swarm of mosquitoes.

With one stroke, the tabletop was covered in blood.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The dark clouds suddenly dispersed into five clusters, rushing towards various parts of the restaurant.

Gunshots, mosquito buzzing, screams—it was all in chaos.

"Mu Rong!" Zheng Qing suddenly shouted.

Mu Rong was squatting on the ground, comforting the child who was hiding in the cabinet, too scared to run away, and who kicked people when they tried to pull him away.

The child finally calmed down and handed his hand to Mu Rong, but suddenly covered his ears and screamed.

The child's reaction and Zheng Qing's voice made Mu Rong subconsciously turn around. Dark clouds rolled in, and as they got closer, she could see mosquitoes, with their mouthparts already exposed at the front.

Her face was deathly pale, her abdomen was constricted, and she had already been carried away by someone around the waist.

The female celebrity was taken aback, then exclaimed, "That child!"

The dark cloud that missed Mu Rong buzzed and enveloped the child in the cupboard.

Without looking back, Li Qianxia ran away with the female celebrity in her arms, calling out, "Brother!"

"Am I handsome?!" A loud shout shook the heavens and the earth.

Even in a critical situation, Li Changzhou couldn't escape the awkwardness. When he first exchanged for this skill, he thought: since it's just him, his sister, and Yang Qinglan, saying this is just to ease the sense of crisis and lighten the mood.

But now...

There are still more than 100 people in the buffet restaurant.

The first to respond to Li Changzhou were the black clouds. They paused for a second, then exploded with a "buzz!!" and rushed towards him like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

The rolling black clouds looked like water from a sewer, rushing in en masse.

With so many mosquitoes, Li Changzhou had no choice but to "burrow underground".

But it's not necessary.

A sudden gust of wind and torrential rain appeared in front of him, and the dark clouds plunged in, disappearing completely in five or six seconds.

It wasn't just the swarm of mosquitoes that was angered by the question "Am I handsome?", but also the black mosquito soldiers.

With Zheng Qing and the others focused on the dark clouds, and without Yang Qinglan's "summoning of wind and rain," the passage between the 22nd and 21st floors was unobstructed.

"Buzz!" A mosquito blurred into a blur, its sharp steel spear piercing through.

"Do you have an appointment?" Li Changzhou asked, gripping the steel gun with his left hand.

"You want to see Miss Yang without an appointment?" He smashed the gun and the mosquito on the ground, then punched her with his right fist.

The black mosquito soldier's head was pierced.

Li Changzhou discarded the dead mosquito, clenched his right hand, and felt its stickiness.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!" Three more black mosquito soldiers swarmed up.

"Mighty Bull Fist!" Li Changzhou unleashed a flurry of punches with both hands, like splashing water, creating an impenetrable attack.

Every punch lands with the sensation of skin, muscles, and blood; its power of 10 points is unmatched.

The three black mosquito soldiers died instantly.

More black mosquito soldiers came down from the passage. The duration and effect of "Am I handsome?" are determined by the charm of the caster.

What is Li Changzhou's charm?

The protagonist and villainous boss designated by the game's creators.

The black mosquito soldiers that came down all rushed towards him.

Before Li Changzhou could make a move, Yang Qinglan dealt with the black cloud. Turning her gaze, she saw the first black mosquito soldier in line retreat, instantly causing a car accident.

The black mosquito soldiers all fell to the ground, like a pile of mosquito dominoes.

Zheng Qing and the others seized the opportunity to open fire, the rat-a-tat-tat of submachine guns mercilessly tearing apart the corpses of the black mosquitoes.

Soon, no more black mosquito soldiers rushed down, and the corpses in front of the passage piled up into a small mountain, looking both spectacular and tragic.

The 21st floor fell silent, then burst into tears.

There were cries of relief and cries of sorrow and pain, and the acrid white smoke in the air slowly dissipated.

Zheng Qing didn't care about any of that; her mission was to rescue people and eliminate the female mosquitoes. She winked at the rescue team leader.

"What are you standing there for? Move out!" the rescue team leader urged his men.

Zheng Qing used her headset to contact Tang Yijun and inquire about the situation on the 22nd floor.

Li Qianxia ran over, avoiding the damp, lifeless Black Cloud, and boasted, "Brother, I saved eight!"

"Good, you can treat me to spicy hot pot when we get back." Li Changzhou affirmed her achievement.

"Isn't it a bit much to treat me to spicy hot pot all by myself? At least treat Qinglan, you'll have 50,000 after this battle..."

Li Qianxia stopped and asked, "What are you looking at?" She turned her head and looked behind her brother.

There was nothing there except a corpse whose blood had been drained by the dark clouds.

In Li Changzhou's eyes, nothing much changed, except that the black mist (Li Changzhou's black mist) suddenly flew up, turned into a black cloud, swept across the self-service restaurant, and fell on the dried corpse like a black veil.

Is this... studying mosquito swarms?

Just as he was thinking this, the black mist disappeared, vanishing as if absorbed by the dried corpse.

The mummified corpse swayed and, without any support, stood up straight, its back to Li Changzhou.

A timid man, glancing left and right, happened to look over there and let out a near-silent scream.

"What's wrong?!" Zheng Qing asked instinctively, letting go of the earpiece.

The man collapsed to the ground in terror, his hand trembling violently as he pointed at the mummified corpse.

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