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Zhang Jue would never have imagined that he was already hiding far away, clasping his feet and singing, and was about to watch a battle between supernatural beings when he was suddenly attacked.

At that time, he was clasping his feet and was taken aback by the thing that came out of the ground.

Instinctively, he rolled back, so as not to be pierced through his chin by the purple dagger.

The "thing" that came out of the ground threw several throwing knives at him in the air.

Zhang Jue's eyes widened, his body was like a swastika, and he made a very weird movement, barely avoiding it.

The tips of these throwing knives were all green, and they pricked the tree trunk behind Zhang Jue, emitting blue smoke.

But in a short while, a tree as thick as a bowl's mouth withered and turned yellow, and quickly lost its vitality.

Obviously, like the dagger that stabbed him, these weapons were all poisoned.

"Nimma, you are so ruthless."

Zhang Jue cursed, feeling lingering fear.

Not to mention being stabbed, with this level of poison, it is estimated that if you touch it, you will die, and if you touch it, you will die.

And at this time, he finally saw clearly that the one who attacked him was actually a dwarf.

The dwarf came out of the ground like an earthen grandson, patted the dust on his clothes, and saw that Zhang Jue had escaped his two insidious attacks, he couldn't help but sneered.

"Boy, I didn't see it, you still have two tricks."

"Little man, there are many things that you haven't noticed." Zhang Jue maintained his usual cheap and cute style, "I am so tall and mighty, with a jade tree facing the wind, seven times a night, do I have to tell you? Oh, even if I don't Tell your mother, she should know too, because I am your long-lost wild father—”

The dwarf didn't expect that his words would cause such a series of output from Zhang Jue. His words were unrestrained, and his curses were worse than those local hooligans.

For a moment, he couldn't tell who was the bad guy.

"enough!"

Like everyone who was irritated by Zhang Jue's verbal offensive, the dwarf let out a low cry, trying to stop Zhang Jue's foul language.

But what they don't know is that silence is the best way to deal with Zhang Jue. The more you resist, the more excited he will be.

as expected.

Before the dwarf could finish his sentence, Chen Mo's next swear word followed.

"I'm sorry, I forgot. A little brat like you must not know what it means to be tall and mighty. Hey, it's no wonder you got out of the soil. It doesn't matter. Uncle can tell you——"

Zhang Jue didn't have any malice towards the disabled. He did this entirely to lower the IQ of the disabled.

And part of the reason why the dwarf has such deep malice towards the world is because he suffered a lot of ridicule in his childhood.

After he discovered that he possessed supernatural powers, the demon that had been suppressed in his body for a long time was released.

His ability is to secrete toxins from the body. These toxins can not only heal injuries, but also kill people.

Anyone who dares to look at him more will definitely be tortured to death with poison, and will be cut into human pigs and soaked in a water tank.

He took pleasure in torturing people on weekdays, and a considerable part of the slaves who were haunted by ghosts died in his hands.

And Zhang Jue saw his pain point, and launched the most inhumane personal attack on his flaws.

As Zhang Jue expected, the dwarf was immediately dazzled by anger, forgot the tactics he had formulated long ago, and rushed straight towards Zhang Jue.

"I kill you!!!!"

He yelled loudly, for fear that others would not know that he was going to fuck.

But they are still some distance away from the place where Pluto and Qinglong are. They are all engrossed in confronting each other, and they didn't notice it.

Because the dwarf's offensive routine was too obvious, Zhang Jue just turned slightly sideways and tripped him to the ground as soon as he stretched out his foot.

The dwarf is not good at fighting, and using poison is his specialty, but at this moment, the only word in his head is "kill\

,"It can be seen that anger is indeed not a good thing. Zhang Jue once again used such a shameless tactic to reduce a person's IQ to zero.

After the dwarf was tripped, he fell into the mud, but he is a supernatural person, and his physical fitness is far stronger than ordinary people. He rolled forward, opened the distance from Zhang Jue, and even swung the dagger a few times in the air , for fear that Zhang Jue would take advantage of this time to attack him.

However, Zhang Jue stood there without moving, with a faint smile on his face.

He did launch the next attack, but not with his hands, but with his mouth.

"Yoyo, your body skills are pretty good. When you were a child, you were so nimble when you drilled into dog holes, right—oh, you should be able to drill now. I guess you haven't grown much after all these years."

"ah!!!"

The dwarf was absolutely furious.

He took out countless darts from his body with both hands and threw them at Zhang Jue, each of which was colorful. Needless to say, if he was hit, he would definitely not feel good.

But Zhang Jue was facing him now, and he had already understood his attack methods, so naturally he would not be so easy to fall for.

I saw him jumping up and down very calmly.

While hiding, he continued to cast his taunting skills: "Wow, you are small, but your movements are fast. Look at the way you throw darts, does it look like a dog rolling on the ground—"

The dwarf's ability is strong, but it's not that good, but he just can't use it under Zhang Jue's hands.

There were dozens of toxin-infused darts on his body, but he didn't hit any of them.

If he is calm at this time, he should be able to guess that Zhang Jue's strength is actually higher than his.

But at this time, he had lost the most basic ability to judge, and he had no other ideas except to kill Zhang Jue.

Even if Pluto came over, he might not be able to stop him.

Five minutes later, Zhang Jue finally changed his tactics when the dwarf had thrown out all the dangerous objects on his body.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he took out a dagger that was stabbed in the tree by the dwarf before, took advantage of his speed to go around behind the dwarf, and stabbed it sideways into his neck.

The dwarf suddenly let out a howl of pain.

The nails of ten fingers became long in an instant, and they scratched back, trying to scratch Zhang Jue's face.

How could Zhang Jue give him such a chance? He tapped his toes and flew several meters backwards.

By the way, he also pulled out the dagger.

The dwarf's green blood sprayed out more than a meter high, and fell on the ground, making a piercing sound, and some small stones were melted, which seemed to be poisonous.

This dwarf is a poison, Zhang Jue is glad that he didn't greet him with fists.

The dwarf had been stabbed in the carotid artery, and although he covered it with his hand, blood was still gushing from between his fingers.

If it were an ordinary person, Zhang Jue would have killed him in one blow, but a capable person is a capable person, how could he be so fragile.

The dwarf's hands were glowing, and a green liquid was secreted from his palm, slowly seeping in from the wound, like glue, repairing the damaged blood vessels and skin.

The whole process lasted about thirty seconds, but Zhang Jue didn't step forward to interrupt him.

He wanted to see how far this dwarf could go.

After repairing his body, the dwarf calmed down instead.

Perhaps the physical pain finally made him discover the fact that his hard power was not as good as Zhang Jue's—he used to play with others like this before.

Seeing him not moving, Zhang Jue smiled and said, "Why, aren't you coming, little dwarf?"

The dwarf hated Zhang Jue so much that it was impossible for him to let Zhang Jue go.

"Just be arrogant!" He said through gritted teeth, "You will know how powerful I am in a short time!"

"Oh? Really? Just because of your immortality—"

As soon as Zhang Jue was halfway through speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his arm.

He looked at the palm of his hand, and found that it was reddened, a layer of skin had peeled off, and it was still festering downwards.

? ? ?

poisoned?

When did this happen?

Is there poison in the air?

Zhang Jue's brain was spinning rapidly.

The cause of the poisoning was locked in almost a second-it was the dagger.

In order not to make contact with the dwarf, he used the opponent's dagger.

And this little poisonous man was covered in poison all over, so the dagger he touched probably wasn't a good thing either.

Zhang Jue felt that half of his arm was swollen, itchy and painful, as if countless ants were biting his flesh.

The dwarf finally regained his confidence and laughed.

"How about it, do you know how powerful it is now? Get down on your knees and beg me, and I'll give you a quick death, otherwise the venom will penetrate deep into the bone marrow, and you won't be able to relieve the itching even if you peel off the skin all over your body!"

"Hey!" Zhang Jue sighed, his disappointment was beyond words. "You little dwarf, why don't you understand? Even if I die, I will still be your wild father who has been lost for many years. When I get down there, I will have a good time with your old mother. I just hope that there will be fewer people going to order her. Like the first time, let me stand in line for such a long time, and then I will add another clock to her, what do you think—"

The more Zhang Jue spoke, the dirtier he became, almost to the point of being harmonized.

The dwarf was so angry that his seven orifices smoked, and the wound that had just healed opened again.

"I Cao—"

Before he finished speaking, he swallowed the swear words.

Because Zhang Jue had already kicked him in the stomach.

Next is a combination of left uppercut, right uppercut, uppercut and lower uppercut.

Now that I have been poisoned, there is no need to be afraid of anything.

The dwarf would never have thought that the poisoning of Zhang Jue accelerated his death process.

Three minutes later, he was beaten beyond recognition, and Zhang Jue's fists were also corroded by his blood, causing excruciating pain.

The dwarf fell to the ground and wanted to use his ground-penetrating skills to escape, but how could Zhang Jue give him such a chance? He stepped on his back and crushed his chest in between.

The dwarf spat out a big mouthful of green blood, and stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Jue with the last bit of strength, but his hand was too short to even touch the corner of Zhang Jue's clothes.

He looked at Zhang Jue with vicious eyes, said something in his mouth, Zhang Jue stepped hard, his eyes widened, and he died.

Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief when the fierce battle was finally over. He sat on a stone beside him and looked at his hands.

The poison on the dwarf's body was very strong, especially his blood, which had almost corroded the skin on the back of Zhang Jue's hand, even to the bone, and excruciating pain.

But Zhang Jue didn't take it seriously, because he found that the rate of corrosion seemed to slow down, and his wound also tended to heal gradually.

What's going on here, do I have the ability to obtain it from the Administration in this world?

Zhang Jue closed his eyes and tried to call out his black knife, but failed.

Obviously, the abilities of the two worlds cannot communicate with each other.

Otherwise, with his ability to confront the Scarlet King head-on, any one of these capable people would be killed by him.

Zhang Jue frowned, watching his palm and the back of his hand return to their original state in a very short time.

Presumably the dwarf must have been so angry that he would have gone mad when he saw this scene.

Since it's not the ability of Shirley and Master 682, it must be the ability that I obtained in this world, but what exactly is it?

After studying his palm for a while, Zhang Jue still hadn't figured out what his ability was.

Although he is now strong when he encounters the strong, he always fights hand-to-hand. Is that what a capable person should do?

Ability can't be pretended, so what's the use?

Zhang Jue sighed, looked into the distant sky, and found that the imagined battle of ability users had not happened, and the six confronting people had dispersed at some point.

He didn't know that the reason why Pluto came out in person was to attract Dongfang Awakening's attention, and kept Qinglong, Ziyuan, and Ye Zhe there, so as to create a chance for this dwarf to kill him.

Because when it comes to killing silently, dwarves are the best at it.

It's just that even he didn't expect that the dwarf would face such a shameless and powerful person.

People like Pluto and Qinglong can't make casual moves, not because they are pretending to be aggressive, but because they dare not bet.

Because if the bet is lost, the respective organizations will surely be doomed

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary or forced into a desperate situation, neither side will allin.

The meeting tonight seemed dangerous, but from the moment Qinglong appeared, the two sides were doomed not to fight.

After all, only Zhang Jue was being beaten.

The two sides confronted each other for a while, and Pluto Yaomo's third brother should have succeeded, so he led the two remaining brothers and left the Eastern Awakening headquarters.

Qinglong and the others were afraid of an ambush, so they didn't chase them out.

During their retreat, they met Zhang Jue.

To be precise, it was because someone reported that there was a battle here, and they stopped by to check the situation.

Looking at the dwarf who fell on the ground, he looked at Zhang Jue who was sitting on the stone.

Qinglong asked: "Did you kill him?"

Zhang Jue spread his hands: "It's obvious, you don't need to ask more questions."

In Eastern Awakening, no one dared to be so rude to Qinglong, even a prophet was polite.

Qinglong frowned and was about to speak.

Ye Zhe whispered: "Mr. Qinglong, he is the person the Prophet is looking for."

Qinglong looked at Zhang Jue up and down, and seemed to have noticed that he was unusual.

His brows frowned even deeper, like the word Sichuan.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere, is your surname Feng?" Qinglong said.

Qinglong actually knew his surname, Zhang Jue laughed.

"No, I'm sure, we've never met before. If you feel the shamelessness in me, then there's a high probability that it's not me you met, but my father."

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