"Yes, miss!" After saying that, the burly man strode away with the paper.
An Ning leaned on the sofa as if she was very tired, and wasn't the place where she was sitting exactly where Wen Ruyu had just sat?
Then he turned his head slightly, squinted his eyes and sniffed the other smells that did not exist on the sofa, but An Ning seemed to have smelled something and chuckled. Then his fair face kept rubbing on the sofa, as if he had entered that person's arms.
"Wen Ruyu, ah Wen Ruyu, believe me, I really love you. Everything that happened in the beginning was forced upon me. If I shoot you, you won't blame me since you love me so much, right?"
The voice sounded like the whispers of lovers, but in those calm and deep eyes there was an unconcealable bloody madness and determination to win.
There was nothing in this world that An Ning couldn't get. She had once manipulated Wen Ruyu into liking her, and the same was true now. As long as she married him, she would use his power to avoid the power of that old woman. By then, the entire China would be in the hands of her and Wen Ruyu, and no one would be able to restrain her.
In the poultry breeding area far away from the Snowflake Base, a group of people were fighting with hundreds of hideous-looking, fat poultry that were drooling with a fishy smell. Even as the huge, wrinkled bodies moved, the saliva splashed everywhere.
Unfortunately, at this moment, a twenty-year-old man was holding a machete and was clearly chopping at the mutant pig full of fat and wrinkles. The knife was directly caught in the wrinkles. He kicked his feet hard on the mutant pig, which was bigger than a toilet, and pulled the knife out with all his strength. He even used the supernatural power in his hand to attack the thick fat. The fat spread out in waves, and the supernatural power hitting it was like a stone entering the lake, as if it had no effect on the mutant pig with fangs, a ferocious face and wrinkles.
But you have to know that this twenty-year-old man is an eighth-level mutant, and the mutant pig is only eighth-level.
Whoosh, maybe the mutant pig was really hurt. As expected, its huge neck swung, and the saliva was directly thrown onto him.
"Damn, it stinks!" The man thought he could tolerate it, but in the end, like everyone else, he couldn't help but scream.
It was at this moment that the knife was finally pulled out.
Tears streamed down his face. There were still hundreds of mutant pigs standing densely behind them, waiting for them to break through. But look at them now, he couldn't even deal with a mutant pig of the same level!
The others naturally had the same idea. Only then did they realize that they had been too arrogant. Although they knew that the most direct way was to chop off the head, the mutant pig was not a fool. So what was he waiting for?
Coupled with its extremely long fangs, saliva, and supernatural powers spitting out of its mouth, it is difficult to even get close to its head, let alone chop off its head, so the only option is to resort to the second best method of injuring it first.
As a result, the thick folds were able to clamp his machete.
Oh my god, if this continues, they will be eaten by the mutant pigs.
If there is really no other choice, they can only run away. They don’t want the remaining crystal cores, but it is better than leaving their lives here.
Who knew that just when they were all thinking of running away because they were defeated, huge energy waves came from behind them.
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