The end of the world: The residents are shocked, the city lord is so beautiful!

Cen Huan and Mr. Ning were fighting, and Shen Wanzhou helped Gu Mingyu up.

Gu Mingyu's reddened pupils reflected Shen Wanzhou's moist eyes.

I found you.

Gu Mingyu didn't speak, but Shen Wanzhou understood.

I couldn't stop crying, and my shoulders trembled.

"Yes, Xiao Yu'er, I'm here, you are not allowed to do stupid things again..... "

Okay.......

"Xiao Yu'er!"

Shen Wanzhou shook Gu Mingyu who had fainted and shouted anxiously.

Cen Huan and Mr. Ning, you come and go for a few rounds.

Standing firm, Cen Huan put his hands behind his back and shook his numb wrists.

This Mr. Ning is more difficult to deal with than she imagined.

Mr. Ning glanced at Cen Huan's movements, smiled, and paced closer step by step.

"Hehe, finally something interesting, life in this lab is too boring. The

perverted smile changed when it touched Cen Huan's face, and it became more interested.

"Is that you?"

"Hmph, it's really fate, last time you broke my illusion, and this time you sent it to the door yourself."

"Hahahahaha, it's really fate!" said with vicious eyes staring at Cen Huan.

"It's just right, there are two more culture mediums, exactly one for each person!" Cen

Huan reacted at this time, this person was one of the black-clothed cloaks in the basement of the villa area of the official base last time.

It turned out that he was the gentleman in the mouth of those minions

, Cen Huan pretended to be frightened by his words of gritted teeth, and felt a scimitar coated with an unknown liquid in his hand behind him.

When the other party was proud of her timidity, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and the whole person disappeared in place strangely.

The tips of the black-clothed man's ears moved slightly, and he instantly turned his head to look at the dark corner where the movement was emanating.

"I forgot to tell you......."

Cen Huan moved quickly, her voice flickering left and right, and the black-clad cloak couldn't capture her exact location.

Nervously stood in place for a moment to take precautions.

You can't run away, don't forget that you have friends here. The

black-clothed cloak rushed eagerly towards Shen Wanzhou, trying in vain to capture the hostages.

Cen Huan attacked violently, and the vines flew out, carrying a dozen daggers, and shot towards the black-clothed cloak.

At the same time, Cen Huan was holding a Tang knife in one hand and followed the dagger towards Mr. Ning's attack.

More than a dozen vines made Mr. Ning a little difficult to parry, and the cloak was torn in many places, which made him very angry, and Cen Huan repeatedly provoked him, but did not cause substantial damage.

At this moment, Cen Huan deliberately closed the distance, Mr. Ning's anger reached its peak, and he shouted in his heart to catch her, and his subordinates acted fiercely, but a trace of flaws were revealed.

Cen Huan seized the opportunity, and the hidden Tang knife in his hand suddenly appeared, and slashed through the side of Mr. Ning's neck.

"Hiss!"

"Ahh

Fortunately, the room was dim, so nothing unusual was detected.

Mr. Ning was so angry that he had completely lost his patience, and he actually rushed up directly with his bare hands!

Cen Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he came just in time.

The Tang knife in his hand was erected, and the vines flew out and rushed forward.

Mr. Ning dodged the vines that came directly and grabbed the vines that Cen Huan didn't have time to retract.

Laughed madly: "Hahahahaha, look how you escape!" As

he spoke, he pulled with huge force, and Cen Huan was forced to fly over.

"Cen Huan!"

Seeing that the two were about to collide together, Cen Huan was about to fall into the hands of Mr. Ning, but the person in front of him disappeared again, but reappeared in an instant.

Cen Huan turned a corner according to inertia, and when Mr. Ning didn't react, the Tang knife quickly switched to a small scimitar with something painted, and Mr. Ning felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

The scimitar avoided the mask on his face and plunged straight into Mr. Ning's right eye.

"Puff~

" "Ah!"

The sharp weapon pierced into the flesh and the screams sounded at the same time, Mr. Ning subconsciously lost the vine in his hand, and Cen Huan took the opportunity to retreat into the distance.

"You slut!!" Mr

. Ning covered his right eye, blood flowing from his fingers, staining most of his mask red.

The huge pain made him fall to his knees, his eyes were full of fierceness, and his other hand was raised with great difficulty, heading in the direction where Cen Huan was.

In the next second, Cen Huan suddenly felt that the air around him was hot, and the water molecules in the air quickly evaporated.

Although he didn't know what the ability was, Cen Huan subconsciously felt that he couldn't stay where he was.

With a thought in his mind, he disappeared and reappeared behind Mr. Ning.

The Tang knife suddenly appeared, and slashed straight at Mr. Ning's head, Mr. Ning almost subconsciously tilted his head, and tried his best to avoid the knife.

There was a sound of a knife slashing in his shoulder, and the Tang knife in Cen Huan's hand sank into half an arm.

This person's physical fitness is so hard!

There was no time to be too surprised, Cen Huan took out the potion he had just snatched from the space and poured it all directly into Mr. Ning's wound.

"Ahh

Cen Huan quickly retreated to Shen Wanzhou's side, and the clothes on his left hand were burned with a palm print, and Cen Huan even smelled the fragrance of his own flesh.

At this time, he didn't care so much, while Mr. Ning was enjoying the pain of soul stripping, Cen Huan first quickly dealt with his wounds.

Looking at Gu Mingyu, who was unconscious behind him, he glanced at the door suspiciously, such a big movement, no one cared?

Mr. Ning continued to roll on the ground, and the vines in Cen Huan's hands flew out, grabbed the ventilation duct, and let Shen Wanzhou go up first.

Mr. Ning's eyes were splitting in pain, and he rolled and tried to stop Cen Huan, but he couldn't call for help as if he was choked by the throat of fate.

Cen Huan picked up the Tang knife in his hand and slashed at his neck fiercely, cutting the major artery with a knife, and the blood flowed out, Cen Huan was shocked to realize that his blood was dark red.

Not like zombie blood, but not like humans either.

Another species, I'm afraid.

Pulling out the Tang knife, Mr. Ning was already at the end of the crossbow, and the range of struggle was much smaller.

With another knife with all his strength, the bloody head rolled off, and he didn't blink his eyes.

Cen Huan looked at the back of his neck, but didn't find the symbol of π.

Cen Huan flipped through other places, and finally found a small π on the inside of Mr. Ning's right wrist, which was inconspicuous at all and could easily be ignored if he didn't look carefully.

What is the relationship

between the π of the back of the neck and the π on the inside of the wrist

? Putting these thoughts behind him for the time being, Cen Huan climbed back onto the ventilation duct.

The two worked together to move Gu Mingyu out little by little.

Passing through the door, there was a conversation between two people underneath.

"Why is Mr. Ning's punishment game so fierce this time?"

The screams were terrifying to listen to, and there was the sound of breaking things.

"You're too timid, when I have money, I'll buy a door that's not so soundproof, and it's fun to listen to."

"Hey, why don't I send you in and feel it." "

Thank you, no need.

Cen Huan was silent, she said why no one rushed in, and she was used to it.

It's hard to imagine what happened to Gu Mingyu.

Hopefully he'll pull it through.