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Chapter 122 Premonition [Part ] (Please recommend)
"This concentration is the black blood species below the head?"

His eyes suddenly lit up.

After possessing the talent of devouring souls, these so-called black-blooded creatures were no different from living treasures in his eyes.

Thinking of this, he exerted force on his feet, and his figure shot out like an arrow, rushing towards the sensed direction.

……

Huntkey Electronics Factory.

It was originally a small factory specializing in assembling computer and air-conditioning parts.

The work system here is a two-shift system of day shift and night shift.

Due to the cold weather, air conditioner sales have increased significantly.

At this moment, although it is only the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the factory has already started work.

Naturally, everyone was unwilling to accept this situation.

However, faced with this situation, the factory has its own response plan.

Anyone who claims to return to work early will be rewarded with 1,000 yuan.

This one thousand yuan may not be a lot, but for most ordinary families, one thousand yuan is by no means a small amount.

Therefore, some people hurriedly celebrate the New Year and then rush back to work.

At this moment, the lights are on in one of the workshops on the factory floor.

The cold steel machines were arranged neatly, gleaming with metallic luster under the pale light.

On the green conveyor belt, product accessories move forward quickly like flowing water, making a slight friction sound.

These parts are almost close together with no gaps.

On both sides of the assembly line stood workers wearing blue factory uniforms and anti-static rings on their wrists. They looked numb and tired.

At one side, a young woman with a blue quality inspection badge hanging around her neck picked up a newly made product and observed it.

suddenly.

A slightly crooked screw appeared in her eyes.

"Look at you guys. I've found a lot of problems in just a short while."

After she discovered the problem, she raised the black accessories in her hand and found a man wearing management uniform nearby.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who was sitting aside playing with his mobile phone frowned slightly, stood up and walked angrily to a man who was screwing screws next to the assembly line.

"Can you do it? If you can't, get out! Look at what you hit, is it usable?"

As he spoke, he threw the accessories in his hand directly at the other party.

The skinny middle-aged man apologized repeatedly.

He looked very tired and helpless.

It is normal for one or two problems to occur on an assembly line at this speed.

If the speed is too slow, we cannot keep up with the progress; if the speed is too fast, it is inevitable that we will not be able to check it thoroughly.

He had to fasten six screws by himself, so he was far from being able to do it all.

At the beginning, the assembly line was not so fast and his job only required screwing three screws.

But now we are rushing to finish the work and are short of manpower.

It's like he's doing the work of two people.

However, thinking about the salary that he had not yet received, he finally sighed helplessly.

The man seemed satisfied with the workers' performance.

Then he spoke to everyone.

"I'm doing this for your own good. If there are problems with the work, you have to redo it, which is a waste of your time.

Don't worry, as long as you finish this batch of goods, the promised reward of one thousand yuan will be paid to you."

After saying that, he ignored everyone's gazes, turned around and sat back at his workstation, chatting and laughing with the quality inspection lady.

Faced with this situation, everyone was helpless.

In my heart, I really wanted to drag this guy out and beat him up. After all, not only did he withhold the one thousand yuan that was promised to him, but he also made them work overtime and do the work of two people.

But in the end, this idea can only be thought about and cannot be put into practice.

Unless you really don't want to do it anymore.

Those who are able to work overtime during the Chinese New Year are all doing so because of family difficulties and the desire to earn more money.

at this time.

Suddenly a black fog rose and quickly became thicker.

In just a few breaths, it silently enveloped the entire workshop.

bang bang bang...

The next moment, there were sounds of objects falling to the ground. When the black fog dissipated, the lights remained on and the materials on the assembly line had piled up together.

The original workers were now lying on the ground, as were the supervisor and the quality inspector.

A tall and strong man suddenly appeared in the field.

"Tsk tsk, still working so late. By comparison, the blood-eating animals in our inner world only need to work eight hours a day. They are a little too lucky."

Lang Liu looked at the supervisor and quality inspector who had fallen to the ground in front of him and chuckled.

He grabbed the middle-aged man directly, his mouth corners suddenly cracked, his mouth opened wide, and he bit off the head of the unconscious middle-aged man.

In an instant, blood from the broken neck gushed out like a fountain, but all the blood was sucked into his mouth.

After just a few bites, the middle-aged man's body was chewed into pieces and swallowed into his stomach.

"Hmm? This kind of meat is still a little too old and not tasty at all. The tender skin and flesh of this woman are more refreshing."

Lang Liu muttered to himself and looked at the female quality inspector beside him.

Then, do the same and swallow it in a few mouthfuls.

"Pooh!"

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of bloody facial skin and flesh.

"I really don't understand. Are these blood-eaters sick? They smear these weird things on their faces and bodies every day. It's really disgusting."

"Once I occupy this place, I will destroy all the so-called cosmetics. This stuff affects the taste of the blood food."

Then he continued to eat.

Just when he was halfway through eating, he stopped.

Look up and to the side.

Wow!

Suddenly the glass on one side shattered.

next moment.

A square-faced man with sallow skin appeared.

After taking a quick glance, the man looked directly at Lang Liu who was chewing a leg bone.

There was a gleam in his eyes like a hungry wolf.

"Yes, yes, I finally found it."

Being stared at by a blood-eating beast like that made Lang Liu look ugly.

He was too familiar with this kind of look; it was the look he would show whenever he saw the best blood food.

"This blood-eating beast wants to eat itself?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he even laughed at himself.

"I didn't expect that I would be so lucky this time. I actually got some top-quality blood food delivered to my door."

He stared at Hu Qi and put on a hideous smile.

A thick black fog quickly rose from all directions, instantly covering the entire factory area.

The fog was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

This is his talent, which he named the Black Mist Field.

All living beings that are trapped in it will have their five senses blinded, and eventually be corroded by the black fog and pass out, allowing him to slaughter them at will.

In addition, he can sense everything in the black fog field.

At this moment, in his perception, Hu Qi's figure was standing aside, without any movement.

Upon seeing this scene, Lang Liu revealed a ferocious smile on his face.

Although he was slightly surprised that the other party did not fall into a coma, he did not take it too seriously.

After all, judging from the other party's appearance, he should be a secret warrior.

He has killed one or two of these creatures in the past few days.

Although its strength is not comparable to that of ordinary blood food, it is just average.

It is normal to be somewhat immune to his black fog field.

Thinking of this, he took a step forward and walked straight towards the other party without any concealment.

Inside the black fog area, his five senses were obscured and it was impossible to spot him.

Looking at the other person's figure, turbid and sticky saliva involuntarily flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Although these secret warriors are a little more troublesome to deal with, their flesh and blood are more delicious.

It is simply not comparable to those ordinary blood foods.

Just as he gradually approached within five meters, Hu Qi, who had been motionless, suddenly looked up and looked towards where Lang Liu was.

(End of this chapter)