Lu Chi glanced at this talkative follower who had been recruited by him because of his backbone when he was the security captain. With this guy around, his boring life was much more interesting with all the chatter.
The other bodyguards were also watching Lu Chi closely, all wanting to know how he did it.
Lu Chi puffed out his chest and began to boast: "As the saying goes, in martial arts, speed is the only way to break through defenses. With my skills, it's normal for me to be fast! When you reach my level, you'll naturally be able to do it too!"
The bodyguards said "Oh," as if they understood.
But Lu Chi knew that they would never have that day.
Because they! Don't have a system!
Hehehe...
"Zhuifeng, go outside and buy a bottle of high-concentration alcohol!"
Zhui Feng replied, "Yes, young master!"
"When you come here, just find a wire or any sharp little object anywhere. I want to puncture this little thing," Lu Chi said again.
Zhui Feng's eyes gleamed with excitement: "Yes!"
The Gu worms in the glass seemed to understand Lu Chi's words, struggling and struggling incessantly.
Ten minutes later, Zhui Feng returned, carrying a bottle of high-concentration industrial alcohol and a long, sharp, rusty iron wire.
"Hahahaha! This is exactly the feeling I wanted!"
Lu Chi took the thing from Zhui Feng's hand and, like a pervert, first poured some industrial alcohol onto the Gu worm. While the Gu worm was writhing in pain, he then poked its body with a rusty wire!
Poke! Poke! Poke!
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap!
His body was covered in wounds and irritated by industrial alcohol, causing the Gu worms to writhe in pain.
Meanwhile, in the Beijing prison, the old witch Murong Xiaolin sensed that the Gu worms were being harmed.
Every time the Gu worm was poked, Murong Xiaolin felt a sharp pain in her body.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
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