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Chapter 1808 No Antidote



Chapter 1808 No Antidote

Chapter 1808 No Antidote

In that instant, Bai Zhuofeng saw it clearly.

The handsome face in front of him, which was still without warmth at all, suddenly became cold.

In the other party's dark green pupils, there was even more murderous intent.

In the next moment, Bai Zhuofeng felt that the force that was pulling at his neckline was gone.

His eyes just narrowed.

The opponent's hand suddenly landed on his wrist.

There was a very strong tug, and then the long-legged one swept over viciously!

Bai Zhuofeng turned sideways in shock, and before he could turn his eyes, Yang Moyan swept over with his long legs again!

This time, Yang Moyan was more ruthless than those attacks just now.

Between fists and feet, everything is wind speed.

Bai Zhuofeng was startled by the amount of strength contained in it.

But Bai Zhuofeng was not afraid, and went forward.

There was another fight between the two.

Yang Moyan pursed his lips vigorously, and when he saw the right opportunity, he punched Bai Zhuofeng's face, "You're looking for death!"

Bai Zhuofeng was hit hard on the face.

Yang Moyan's force was extremely strong, and in that instant, the corner of Bai Zhuofeng's mouth was bloodied.

Bai Zhuofeng felt it.

He rubbed the corner of his lips with his fingertips, stretched out his tongue and licked it, and the fishy-sweet taste spread from the tip of his tongue to the whole mouth.

Bai Zhuofeng snorted immediately, and made another shot with a bit of ruthlessness.

In the few moments of confrontation between the two this time, each other's faces were full of color.

"Say! Where is the antidote!?"

"Naive. There's no cure, it's not an excuse to cause."

boom!

Yang Moyan showed no mercy, another punch!

"Cough..." Bai Zhuofeng coughed lightly, and his mouth was filled with fishy sweetness. He spit it out directly, and smiled darkly, "Your grandfather is a murderer, and you are not much better! Want to save Lin Zhaoxia? In the next life !"

"Then you will also think about those good things in your next life!"

Yang Moyan strikes again!

"Tsk, what next life? Let's go to hell together!"

Bai Zhuofeng was not something to provoke either.

Originally, it was indeed possible to equalize the enemy, but what Yang Moyan never imagined was that Bai Zhuofeng would still have a backup!

The opponent dodged his fists and feet sideways, and after pulling away from him, he took out a cold weapon from his lower back while raising his hand.

The black muzzle of the gun pointed directly at Yang Moyan's eyebrows.

That's it, all of Yang Moyan's actions came to a sudden stop.

Bai Zhuofeng rubbed the blood on the corner of his lower lip fiercely, and smiled coldly, "I gave you a chance, but you just refused to listen. What's the point of guarding this world? It's a waste of good abilities!"

"Differences do not conspire with each other, you and I are two people after all..."

Yang Moyan's eyes were cold, even with a gun pointed directly at his brow, his life was under the control of the other party's thought.

He was still calm and composed, and he didn't even blink a few times.

Bai Zhuofeng laughed loudly, and seemed to like this kind of rhetoric: "It's a good way to be different...then take your way and leave!"

Yang Moyan can say with certainty that Bai Zhuofeng is indeed crazy.

He's a total lunatic!

A very high IQ is obviously the way of left-brain genius, but it happens that the right-brain is domineering.

This world is very hostile to him.

The 92F cold weapon was held tightly by Bai Zhuofeng, and Yang Moyan recognized his gun.

A gun that can easily reach 333.7 meters in one second, no matter how good Yang Moyan's figure is and how good his skills are, he is still a mortal body after all. Under such a weapon, he has no turning back Backhand place!

(End of this chapter)


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