These words shocked the two women: "No way! Since he's been modified, he should at least know where he was modified from."
Liu Chen shook his head again.
"I don't know. He was knocked unconscious and then modified while he was in a coma. He has no memory of that time at all."
But it's okay, this person is still quite useful.
Liu Chen thought for a moment and then quietly gave the two women a few instructions.
Chi Yue hesitated.
But she still chose to believe Liu Chen.
The man quickly acted as if nothing had happened, put the mascot costume back on, and walked back into the mall.
Half an hour later.
The doll grabbed the mascot costume at its chest with its right hand and, with a burst of brute force, tore the costume apart.
The pangolin's head was grayish-brown, with a scarlet forked tongue sticking out.
The onlookers were so frightened by what they saw that they fled in panic.
"A strange beast! How could there be a strange beast in the city? Run!"
"Orcs, it's orcs again, it's the orc organization's doing again."
The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse, and his gray-brown eyes stared intently at the crowd as he spoke in a sinister tone.
"Don't run, or I'll detonate the bomb I planted."
But people don't listen to him.
The next second, the middle-aged man's sharp fingernails pressed on the button on his left chest.
A loud explosion was heard.
The shops in front of the mall were radiating intense heat.
The small shop, covering nearly 200 square meters, was blown to pieces.
Its power is no less than that of an ordinary C4 bomb; its destructive force is terrifying.
Several people passing by the shop entrance were blown away by the heatwave from the explosion.
The rubble crashed down, burying him beneath the ruins.
Everyone was so frightened that they stood frozen in place, and no one dared to make a move.
The man had more than a dozen buttons in his hand.
Who knows how many bombs were planted? Nobody dares to gamble with their life.
The superhumans in the crowd dared not step forward rashly.
In Tianfu City, everyone is skilled in martial arts, and even ordinary people possess supernatural abilities.
Despite not being a high-level cultivator and not being a combat-oriented one, he was still at the fourth or fifth rank.
Seeing that this orc's cultivation level was not high, the superhuman was not afraid of him.
But the problem is that there's a bomb, and no one dares to act rashly.
On the contrary, a few kind-hearted passersby saw the figures buried under the collapsed building and rushed over to rescue them.
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