Nightmare Attack

Wu Yingying's body trembled, and then, in the gaze of Jiang Cheng, a bloody figure rushed over, but there was a knife light faster than her, and the knife light poured all over the ground, slashing towards Wu Yingying's abdomen in the desperate eyes of Fatty and others, and hitting Wu Yingying before her hand inserted into Jiang Cheng's chest.

The sharp blade did not cut Wu Yingying's slender waist, but only made a muffled sound and repelled her.

When Fatty and others came to their senses, they found that Wu stood in front of Jiang Cheng, holding the knife in his backhand, and it was only the back of the knife that hit Wu Yingying just now.

Although Wu Yingying's movements were fast, the despair and pain in her eyes were even more heartbreaking. Jiang Cheng fully understood that this was not her original intention, and she was now just a puppet of the president.

The sudden appearance of the Great River Lady instantly changed the strength comparison on the field. As a bus law enforcer, her strength is unquestionable. In the previous mission, she even fought head-on with Wu and did not lose.

Now it's two against two, and it's still in the president's home court, Jile Building, and the situation is not optimistic.

But this is not the end. A burst of excited shouting came, and two ropes were seen slowly falling from the darkness above the head, and a person was tied to each rope.

"Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang, save me!" Huai Yi was tied up like a zongzi. Seeing Jiang Cheng and the others was like seeing a savior. He kept struggling and screaming in mid-air, "Brother Fugui... Brother Fugui, look at me, I am Huai Yi!"

"Don't make noise! ​​Do you want to distract them and die here like us?!" Wang Qi on the other rope scolded.

Hearing this, Huai Yi shrank his neck and was silent, but still looked at the fat man pitifully. Wang Qi turned his head away stubbornly, didn't say anything, and didn't look at the people below.

Wu Yingying's face was full of tears, but her hands kept moving. She was driven to keep looking for Wu's flaws. The voice in her heart wanted to control her to seriously injure Jiang Cheng, and finally kill Wang Fugui and others in front of him.

Wu's hand clenched the handle of the knife, and veins bulged, but he hesitated to make a move until Jiang Cheng's voice sounded, "Don't hesitate, try to save them if you can, and there's nothing you can do if you can't save them, it's the same for all three of them."

The next second, Wu's figure disappeared in an instant, and he appeared again, rushing towards the president. To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. As long as he is killed, the situation today will be resolved.

Without Wu's check and balance, Wu Yingying immediately ran towards Jiang Cheng, changed her fist into a claw, and grabbed Jiang Cheng's abdomen. If she grabbed him, her intestines would be pulled out.

Jiang Cheng instinctively retreated, but how could his speed compare to Wu Yingying's? At the critical moment, countless green plants grew out from under Jiang Cheng's feet and formed a wall at a very fast speed. The toughness of the plant wall was far beyond imagination, and it actually blocked Wu Yingying's claws.

Then a cane rushed out of the wall and headed straight for Wu Yingying's chest. Wu Yingying dodged and barely avoided it. Countless plant vines seemed to have life and wrapped around Wu Yingying, like a huge net, but Wu Yingying was extremely flexible. She just touched the vines with her toes and quickly escaped.

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie stared at the scene that seemed like a battle between gods in amazement. They felt that this mission was really worth it, provided that they could go back alive.

"Little girl, I'll play with you." Master Shui walked out with a cane and a smile. From the fight just now, the two were evenly matched, and he even had the upper hand.

After being forced to retreat, Wu Yingying stood firm and gently shook her sleeves. Not long after, a butterfly emerged from the cuffs along her white arm.

This is a rare, ice-blue butterfly, beautiful and enchanting, with complicated and gorgeous patterns on its back wings.

After the butterfly appeared, the eyes of Mr. Shui, who was calm just now, suddenly shrank. After a moment, he looked at Wu Yingying with a cautious look, "I really underestimated you..." The butterfly stayed on Wu Yingying's fingertips, spread its wings lazily, exuding a noble aura. After gently shaking its wings, it fluttered towards Mr. Shui. The butterfly was not fast, but Mr. Shui was like a formidable enemy. He quickly retreated to distance himself from the butterfly, but the strange thing was that the distance between the butterfly and Mr. Shui was getting closer and closer. It was an indescribable feeling, as if the butterfly was locking Mr. Shui's soul. Mr. Shui, who had no way to avoid it, simply stopped running. Countless vines quickly grew around him. The vines were very thick, and some of them were even larger than the bucket. They quickly wrapped Mr. Shui up with him as the center of the circle. With this layer of shield, Mr. Shui seemed very safe. The vines were extremely dense, leaving no gaps between them. The butterflies danced around the vines, as if looking for flaws. But soon, the butterfly gave up and landed directly on a vine, folding its wings. However, Jiang Cheng had a completely different feeling when he stared at the butterfly. He thought that the butterfly was just tired, and the vines in front of it were just troubles, not difficulties.

A few seconds later, the strange phenomenon appeared. The vine with the butterfly suddenly began to shrink. No, that's not right! To be precise, it should be withered, and this withering is irreversible. Once it starts, it will be as fierce as a flood. In a few blinks, the nearby vines will become gray and dilapidated, and hang down to the ground powerlessly.

Mr. Shui, who was exposed behind the vine, looked at all this in horror, and the butterfly disappeared.

When it appeared again, it had landed on Mr. Shui's cane.

And this tough cane gradually began to change color, with sawdust falling from it. The gray-white sawdust was blown away by the wind, like flying paper money.

Butterflies are like messengers from the underworld. Their poetic appearance brings only decay and death. Life is peeled off layer by layer, cruel but also gorgeous.

In an instant, a chilling aura filled the air. It could be seen that this crutch was very important to Mr. Shui. He was unwilling to give it up. He clenched the crutch tightly and used his own strength to compete with the death aura of the butterfly, representing the tender green color of vitality. Colliding with the gray and white color representing death on the crutch, the two eroded each other and strangled together, just like the most cruel battlefield.

Seeing this scene, the strange crowd around them suddenly moved. They stared directly at Jiang Cheng's group, the thirsty blood in their eyes almost condensed into substance.

This sudden change distracted Mr. Shui. The gray-white color took advantage of the opportunity and immediately broke through the green blockade and entered the palm of Mr. Shui's hand.

Master Shui staggered back, and the gray-white death energy quickly invaded his body along his two arms. As Master Shui's eyes lost life, his body was completely covered in gray-white. The next second, his body became stiff and fell to the ground.

The wind blew, and the gray-white skin peeled off layer by layer. Master Shui still maintained the frightened expression with his mouth wide open at the end, as if he still didn't believe it until he died.

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