Chapter 98 In the face of absolute strength, everything is just a decoration
The other party listened to Qiao Bai's words and looked at him carefully.
Then he held his chin and nodded seriously: "It's indeed not like that."
Qiao Bai immediately put his hands on his hips with confidence!
Then the man continued, "The Zombie King has the same characteristics as humans, but of course he is different from ordinary zombies."
As he spoke, the man took out a photo and showed it to Qiao Bai.
The photo was very familiar because Qiao Bai had an identical one in his hand.
"Subject 1, does this photo look familiar? You probably have one too."
The man said it with absolute certainty, without a trace of doubt.
Qiao Bai almost couldn't hold back the expression on his face.
Just as he was about to quibble, Jun Mo's figure blocked his view from the man in black.
Jun Mo is slightly taller than the average person, and his figure is the type that looks thin when dressed but muscular when undressed. At this moment, he is standing in front of Qiao Bai, and his already tall figure makes Qiao Bai feel even taller.
Just a back view seemed to have blocked all the storms facing him.
"Amo..." Qiao Bai shouted subconsciously.
Jun Mo didn't look back, but looked at the man in black arrogantly.
"Experimental subject? With AI technology so advanced these days, what kind of photos do we need? You just used a fabricated photo to accuse my wife of being some bullshit experimental subject. Do you really think I'm just using my nickname for fun?"
"If my baby is a test subject, how come I haven't been infected and turned into a zombie after we've slept together so many times?"
"Why don't you come up with a decent excuse, or are you planning to say I'm a zombie too? Come on, I want to see if you can produce a photo of me lying on the lab table and being slaughtered!"
Jun Mo's continuous attacks made the other party's face turn red, and the hand holding the photo began to tremble.
"Rakshasa, stop making excuses!"
Making a specious argument?
This is nonsense!
Jun Mo raised a single eyebrow and continued, "Your information network isn't very good. You only know my name is Luosha. Have you ever heard of my other name?"
M Base has done a good job of keeping secrets. Except for a few people who are closely related to Jun Mo, no one knows Luosha's real name until now.
Even though Qiao Bai called their boss "Amo" every day, no one except him had ever discussed why Qiao Bai called their boss Amo.
So the plunderers really don’t know what Rakshasa’s real name is.
However, what Jun Mo said was not his real name, but the middle school nickname given to him by outsiders.
The other party was obviously not familiar with Jun Mo. To be more precise, he had not done enough preparation before the confrontation.
So the other party is stuck.
Good opportunity!
Jun Mo snapped his fingers and used lightning to burn the photo in the other person's hand.
"Although I know you might develop a lot of photos to slander my baby."
But...
In full view of everyone, Jun Mo had arrived in front of the other person without knowing when and broke his neck.
Then he casually let go of the limp body.
Qiao Bai immediately ran over and handed over a tissue.
Jun Mo took a tissue and wiped his hands, then looked at the dead body on the ground expressionlessly, and then looked at the group of plunderers in front of him whose strength was not as good as that of the men in black with the same look.
"In the face of absolute strength, stop trying to show off."
"If you want to touch my man, touch me first."
A bit arrogant.
More than a little.
Qiao Bai didn't know why, but he felt it was a little funny.
It was clearly a serious matter, but they were blocked and threatened by marauders.
As a result, he now only saw Amo pretending to be dead.
But who gave him the capital?
As I said: in the face of absolute strength, everything is just decoration.
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