The crisp sound of kala kala rang out. If you hadn't known that the person in front of you was a person, the sound would have sounded like the crispy skin on the outside of fried chicken being crushed.
The crispy skin was broken open, and a burst of heat suddenly burst out from the inside. Suman's hand that was placing it outside instantly developed a big blister.
She frowned and rubbed it, then waited a moment before peeking through the torn hole.
The inside is red and looks like cooked but undercooked beef, with myoglobin flowing on the surface.
This big bell seems to be really dead, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
However, she still felt that things were going a little too smoothly.
After thinking about it, she raised her hand and prepared to dig into the still warm meat, but looking at the red and disgusting meat, she really couldn't do it.
She turned around and went into the house to get a tool.
The change happened when she turned around.
Click, click, click, like something breaking out of a cocoon, the movement was fast and urgent, and the sound reached her ears from far to near in an instant.
She bent down subconsciously, and then inserted a hand right where her head was, with a thud, and the hand was already firmly inserted into the door panel in front of her.
Suman immediately looked at that hand. The arm was white and thin, and the fingers were extremely slender. It was a cold, white-skinned and elegant hand. If it wasn't inserted fiercely into the door panel, to be honest, it would be quite eye-catching. of.
But that's not the point now. Her eyes moved up the arm, and she finally saw the owner of the arm clearly.
It was a man, a man she had never seen before in Zhongqing Tower. He was extremely handsome and could be said to be prettier than all the men Suman had seen before.
The color of his skin is the same as that of his arms. However, the white color on the arms is quite eye-catching, but the face is a bit scary. The white color is extremely unhealthy, and even makes that handsome face look a bit scary. It makes it look a little gloomy.
His eyes were also very gloomy, and there was even a hint of viciousness in the gloom. His whole body was wet, but it was not water, but blood.
He came out of that mountain of burnt meat! !
"Are you Da Zhong?" Suman said that this incident was a bit unusual. Although the appearance of this man was a bit unexpected, it was also reasonable.
But the man didn't answer her question. Instead, he was like an active volcano about to erupt, his chest heaving violently, and he looked at her with eyes that wanted to tear her apart, "Damn it, you deserve to die!!"
As he spoke, he kept moving his hands, making a horizontal chop as if he wanted to cut off Suman's head.
Naturally, Suman would not let him succeed. He quickly dodged to the side and managed to avoid his attack.
But her reaction was quick, and she raised her leg to kick the man away.
But the next second, a scalp-numbing aura suddenly hit her. She couldn't dodge and rolled on the spot, far away from her previous position.
The man's screams began.
She quickly stabilized herself and looked back.
I saw a layer of black mist suddenly covering the scary white man. The black mist came from all directions and tightly surrounded the man. At first, the man could still make a sound, but later, The black mist rushed into his mouth, completely blocking his voice.
This was not summoned by that man. Two words suddenly popped up in Suman's mind - sanctions.
This black mist seems to be a friendly force.
