I Work As A Cook In The Wasteland

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  Chapter 98: Do you want to eat roasted wings?
  These things were like living creatures, squeezing hard into Su Mo's nasal cavity.

  Coughing in her throat, Su Mo held her breath.

  Holding the knife in his backhand, the blade trembled slightly.

  The knife came out horizontally, like cutting brocade and silk, making a stabbing sound.

  The floc cut by the boning knife cannot be recovered for a while.

  Su Mo took the opportunity to escape from inside.

  She looked not far away.

  A man is staring at himself and smiling.

  His fingers were raised as if playing the strings of a piano.

  Every time he fiddled with it, those flocs came after Su Mo.

  To capture the thief, capture the king first.

  When this thought flashed through Su Mo's mind, the power in his body surged like a sea.

  The breeze was blowing under my feet at an extremely fast speed.

  When he appeared again, he was already at the man's side.

  The glistening knife stabbed the man's carotid artery.

  The man with trembling pupils showed his fear, but he did not leave the place.

  "Bang!"

  When the knife reached the man, it hit something invisible.

  It was like a cover with ripples rippling on it, protecting the man within it.

  The spiritual coat of defense.

  Use mental power to create an invisible piece of clothing to cover the periphery of the human body to resist attacks.

  "I'm not alone."

  The man chuckled, his confident look a bit contemptuous.

  He glanced at Su Mo and spoke casually.

  "Our target is just you. If you don't want those people to get hurt, you'd better surrender and follow us." "Don't worry,

  we want living animals."

  "As for what will happen to you after entering the base, don't Ask me."

  Without concealing his purpose, he directed the floc to wrap Su Mo again.

  She is a living creature and a commodity.

  Su Mo clearly felt that these people didn't care about his life.

  But so what.

  "Do you think this layer of things can protect you?"

  The moment he retracted the knife, the ripples rippled beautifully.

  Facing Su Mo's questioning, the man raised his chin slightly, looking confident and arrogant.

  "Watch it."

  Su Mo took half a step back, gathering strength in his arms.

  If the warm heat flow slowly pours into the blade.