Wang Quan looked puzzled, "Where can you go that I can't?"

Wang Chuan was delighted, "Could it be that when I go back to my hometown for a blind date, you also go with me..."

Before he could finish his words, his whole head was smashed to pieces by a scarlet tentacle!

Feng Lang and others were stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and opened fire.

They stopped after they had used up an entire magazine.

Feng Lang even threw a grenade over!

When the smoke cleared, several people stood frozen on the spot.

I saw that Butler Liu had long ceased to be human, and his whole body had turned into a ball of flesh made of countless scarlet tentacles!

Countless tentacles danced around wildly, and even grabbed four people on the bed, and sent the wooden bed with them into the sharp mouthparts in the middle of the meat ball!

With blood splattering and sawdust flying, the four people who were about to die disappeared into the mass of flesh together with the bed boards!

At the same time, the tentacled mass of flesh emitted a piercing, dizzying scream that impacted Wang Quan's and the others' eardrums.

"Even grenades can't kill you! What to do now!" The master stroked his mustache, his expression desperate and twisted.

His spirit has begun to show signs of being contaminated.

Wang Quan suppressed his headache and tinnitus and sighed, "I have no choice but to use my last resort."

Feng Lang and the others were surprised at first, and then happy.

Sure enough! This important character cannot be really useless! He must have a way!

"What method? No matter what method! Use it quickly!"

Wang Quan nodded, then turned around and ran, "Of course, run very fast!"

As long as I run faster than my "friends", death can't catch up with me.

Feng Lang and others: "..."

Before they could react, the endless tentacles swallowed them up.

The last image left on the retina before losing consciousness was the back figure in the navy suit.

Wang Quan has no idea what happened next.

He ran as hard as he could.

In my memory, he didn’t even run so hard during the 1,000-meter run in the high school entrance exam!

He ran so focused! So seriously! It seemed that besides running, his mind could no longer accommodate other things.

If he had studied so seriously and focused, he would have graduated with 985 consecutive master's and doctoral degrees.

But just focusing is useless.

The next moment, his feet gave way and he fell forward to the ground.

It's not his fault.

It's not that he was a soft-footed shrimp at the critical moment, but the originally hard stone walls of the tunnel turned into squirming flesh at some point.

The last scene in his memory was the slowly tightening walls of flesh around him, and the tentacled flesh slowly moving behind him.

The next moment, he lost consciousness.

............

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on the side of the road.

Feng Lang and the others were lying on the ground next to them.
Chapter completed!