Before he knew what was going on, the mutant was lifted by Zhao Fugui's scythe and smashed to the ground like a ragged doll.
"Boom boom!" Zhao Fugui took the mutant and smashed a big hole in the ground of the slum. The mutant left a clear human figure on the ground. Before it could react, it was thrown 180 degrees and smashed to the other side of the ground.
Zhao Fugui took this mutant as a broken doll and smashed it around like crazy. The whole street was devastated by the strong wind, and half of the street was directly destroyed by Zhao Fugui's violence.
However, in a few seconds, the strange flame on the mutant's body, and the black robe that could not be burned, became ragged. The mutant was like a skeleton model of a medical school. It had no resistance at all. The bones of this guy were smashed and fell into pieces in the dark.
After Zhao Fugui's round of violent attacks, the mutant's body was only left with the upper part of his body, and the small part of his body was still held by Zhao Fugui. The green flame in the eye socket of the mutant's skull was looming, and it seemed that his consciousness of being directly smashed by Zhao Fugui was blurred.
Zhao Fugui threw the rest of the guy's body to the ground, then raised his foot and crushed the skull with a "click".
"Goo, goo, goo!" Bob swallowed his saliva subconsciously. Now this half of the street is just like a crazy scene of violence. The three mutants that can't be dealt with by the proud reformers of the U.S. military are like a ragged doll in Zhao Fugui's hands, which makes Bob's heart soar in the high-end combat power of China.
"Zhao, you are so powerful. No, no, you are not only powerful. You are so great. You are so great. You are the Savior. I love you so much!" Bob exclaimed excitedly that he had forgotten the death of remoulding people, remoulding people? Hell with him, they're not Bob's men.
No matter what, Bob wants to fight with those rich and noble bureaucrats in the Sixth Council, but he doesn't want to fight with those rich and noble bureaucrats.
"But I don't love you!" As soon as Zhao Fugui raised his hand at will, he blocked Bob, making this guy unable to get close at all.
"Zhao, anyway, you've been a great help. Are you interested in staying in the sixth inning for a long time? Money, power, beauty, these are not problems, which Hollywood actress do you like? I can introduce you. My Bob's face is very useful! " Bob did not have the slightest embarrassment, came to Zhao Fugui's side and said quickly.
On the other side, Clark, a biochemical reformer, was pretending to be dizzy, but when he saw that the mutant, which was almost invincible to them, was like a toy in Zhao Fugui's hands, he was stunned. There has never been a case of being stunned before, and Clark became the first.
"This guy's life is really great. This skeleton is not his weakness!" Zhao Fugui is too lazy to talk to Bob. He looks down at the broken bones and says.
"Zhao, this guy is not dead, this monster is not dead!" At this time, Bob also found out that there was something wrong. He found that the bone fragments around him were slowly closing together, and soon the mutant skeleton was reunited.
As soon as Bob found this situation, he quickly ran to the distance. This kind of battle was not for a weak chicken like him. It was not enough for him to die if he was accidentally wiped by the aftershocks of the battle.
"The power comes from the fire. As long as the core fire doesn't go out, this guy won't seem to die!" Zhao Fugui watched the two green flames reappear in the variant skull and said thoughtfully.
"Damned blasphemer!" Dozens of seconds later, the abnormal weight of the God of death appeared. This guy was staring at Zhao Fugui. Even if there was no expression on the skull's face, people could feel its anger.
"Zhao, get rid of it, get rid of this mutant!" Bob hid from a distance to see this mutant's whole body's flame soar, just like a human torch, and cried out.
"What? Do you still want to fight me? " Zhao Fugui ignored Bob and asked, looking at the mutant.
"Blasphemers, God will punish you!" The mutant stares at Zhao Fugui and roars. Zhao Fugui thinks this guy is going to fight him. Unexpectedly, this guy turns around and runs after shouting.
Zhao Fugui shook his head and stretched out his hand directly to this guy's back. A huge golden palm quickly condensed in the dark. As soon as the huge golden palm appears, a slap directly appears, just like killing a fly, directly slapping the mutant on the road.
A clear human figure suddenly appeared on the concrete road. The whole person was photographed in the concrete road. This guy desperately wanted to struggle, but he couldn't get rid of it at all.
"Let go of me, you damned blasphemer, you are now challenging God's power, and God will punish you!" The mutants made cracks in the concrete pavement, but the huge golden palm didn't move. The guy was pressed under the palm and yelled desperately."Your God doesn't seem to care about you very much, otherwise it should give you a direction this evening and not let you show up!" Zhao Fugui went to the mutant, looked down at it and said.
"Who are you? Huaxia people, the things here have nothing to do with you. Are you the protector of those damned poisonous insects and pimps? " The flame on the mutant body gradually disappeared, and its body began to recover its human appearance. Soon it became a skinny American, or indeed a skinny American.
"This guy talks so much. Can he become a human?" Bob saw that the mutant was subdued by Zhao Fugui again, and he came over carefully from a distance. He was shocked to see the change of the mutant.
"You seem to have killed a lot of people, but you haven't eaten people, so you are an immune body, that is, you can be immune to parasitic people. You haven't completely become a monster! Now you have a chance, a chance to live, or sooner or later you will be destroyed as a monster Zhao Fugui said, "I can let you live!"
"Zhao, this can't do. This guy is a monster. Who knows when he will become that burning skeleton and kill people everywhere!" The mutant hasn't spoken yet, cried Bob, the first to object.