The angled light cast a long shadow of the man. He lowered his head slightly, and his black, tousled hair obscured his sharp, blood-red vertical pupils, which only made him appear more cold and ruthless.
A long, thick, dark red snake tail snaked out from below its waist, its scales seemingly shimmering with blood, containing a terrifying power that inspired awe.
He held a sharp military knife in his hand, the sharp blade pressed against Zhen Kang's neck!
"Wu Ming? No, what are you going to do? Let me go! How could you kill me? You can't kill me! Ask your superior!"
Zhen Kang's hair stood on end, goosebumps rose all over his body, and he roared in near terror.
However, what she heard was the man's cold, mocking, resentful, and indifferent voice.
"I was on a mission to assassinate Director Zhen."
The blade flashed, slicing through the air with deadly force!
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A crisp metallic clang was heard as the blade struck something hard and bounced off, without the soft sensation of piercing flesh.
Wu Ming raised his eyes.
What blocked his blade was a gleaming golden scale.
The golden dragon scales on Zhen Kang's neck looked particularly awkward. Zhen Kang transformed his hands into three-toed claws, pushed Wu Ming away with all his might, rolled on the spot, and escaped Wu Ming's attack range, barely managing to save his life.
He gasped for breath, "You...you're insane! Ask your superior now, he definitely won't let you kill me."
Zhen Kang has already activated his supernatural ability to transform into a beast.
He was like a snake, and also like a dragon.
The scales on his body were gold and green, mainly murky dark green fragments, interspersed with half of the brilliant gold scales, which were particularly abrupt and awkward.
Zhen Kang also had a dragon horn on his head, which was a bit crooked, but it was indeed golden. The horn was not big, and it seemed to have voluntarily degenerated out of defiance, shrinking into a small bulge on his forehead.
His hand had transformed into a three-toed claw, not very sharp, and at that moment, one of his hands, which had just deflected Wu Ming's dagger, was cut with a bloody gash.
Neither dragon nor snake, ugly and bizarre.
"So you have dual superpowers?" Wu Ming raised an eyebrow. "You've always claimed that your superpowers are non-racial and non-species foreign language communication, but it turns out you've been hiding your beast-like superpowers all along."
"How did you get here? Are you going to kill me? You can't kill me!"
Director Zhen trembled all over, his fear evident in his voice.
He does indeed possess dual superpowers.
However, Zhen Kang's snake-like ability was very weak. He was afraid of dying and dared not reveal it, fearing that he would be assigned to the combat department. So he only used his ability to communicate in foreign languages to get a clerical job, hoping to use political means to fight his way up.
He's very willing to play mind games with people, but when it comes to actually fighting, he panics.
Even though he now has access to dragon scales and horns, and has forcibly upgraded his snake-like abilities into those of a dragon, he hasn't learned any combat skills, so how could he dare to fight Wu Ming!
"Help! Help! Someone's killing me! Call the police!"
Zhen Kang retreated in terror, like a down-on-his-luck clown. Seeing his subordinates in black jumping down the stairs and rushing towards him, he quickly covered his head and hid in a corner.
Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang!
The gunfire stopped after a few shots, followed by the thuds of bodies falling to the ground, accompanied by dying groans and screams, and the dripping of blood onto the floor.
Zhen Kang gritted his teeth, peering through his fingers to see a glaring patch of blood, and despair instantly gripped his heart.
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