Chapter 660: I'm sorry to make you laugh
An Ran was aware that she had been very, very low-key. In this wealthy man's house, during the entire massacre, An Ran behaved no differently from an ordinary woman. What did Yang Ziyi and the other men dislike about her that made them want her to die?
"Because only when you die, the real An Ran will disappear!"
Yang Zi walked in front of An Ran and raised the sharp knife in his hand. Just as he was about to stab her, the knife in his hand stopped in the air.
Behind him, his companions felt something was wrong and took a few steps forward, only to hear An Ran, who should have been kneeling down to beg for mercy, suddenly speak again: "I don't quite understand. Look, you are all good at fighting, and two of you are wearing military uniforms. You are all soldiers, right? Let me ask you again, why are you helping Chen Chaofa to kill me?"
"You are stupid!!!" Zhao Ru, who was at the side, ran over with a few pursuers, walked around a few low tables, and shouted to An Ran: "If you die, Chen Chaofa can be replaced by your appearance. Order Fatty to let all of them out!!!"
"Oh." An Ran suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. I'm actually so famous. But since you've already found out so much about me, how come you don't know how powerful I am?"
They are just a few mortals, none of them are gold-type supernatural beings. Who gave them the confidence to run out and die peacefully?
"Your plants are no longer under your control."
The one who spoke was another man. He walked forward with a confident look on his face. Then, he looked at Yang Ziyi beside him and found that his superior was still holding the sharp knife, motionless. So the man looked back at An Ran and said, "We have investigated you very clearly. Now, apart from your husband, what else can you rely on? What about this woman beside you?"
He smiled and pointed at Zhao Ru who had already run to An Ran. To be honest, even if Zhao Ru had two or three tricks, she was just trained in society after all. She could not compare to those who were trained in the army. They really did not take Zhao Ru seriously.
As he laughed, the man became speechless. Occasionally, he glanced to the side and saw Yang Ziyi, who was holding a sharp knife beside him. His mouth suddenly opened unnaturally, his gray temples stretched out, and a white flower actually bloomed from his mouth.
The flower was very white, just like the snow falling from the sky, so white that it was almost transparent, and there was a faint feeling of orchid in the valley. However, the more beautiful the flower, the bloodier the place where it grows. Soon, the man with the flower in his mouth began to sprout all over his body, and the skin on his face was like cracked land, covered with tender green buds.
"I think you have forgotten one thing. Although I have lost control over ordinary plants, the mutant plants have never been under my control."
An Ran was smiling happily. Behind her, a fat tongue suddenly broke through the floor tiles and rushed up, dripping with mucus. Above An Ran's head, it opened its fleshy petals like an octopus's tentacles towards the men.
The whistling sound rang out, echoing in the hall on the first floor for a long time.
"Let me introduce it to you. It's called Meat Flower."
An Ran tilted her head and pointed to the fleshy flower behind her in a serious manner, facing the men who were almost dazed by her, "Because food is scarce, it grows a little slowly. It took two or three days to grow from Hedong to here. Sorry to have embarrassed you!"
(End of this chapter)