Chapter 1720： Please buy more expensive dog blood

This smell came from Gu Qiqi, and it blended with Gu Qiqi's original light and medicinal fragrance. It smelled not abrupt, but rather comfortable.

But this time, the aroma floating from the crowd was a hundred times stronger!

Gong Jue was dizzy, and his palms suddenly trembled!

Not only was it uncomfortable at all, it also made him a little upset and irritable!

By the way, those few people who secretly held cold weapons in their hands were not afraid to get close to him, taking advantage of the camera cover, one by one attacked Gongjue shamelessly!

Where is this reporter?

This is definitely a fake reporter dressed up as a mercenary Qiao Zhuang!

Several people were besieging with weapons, Gong Jue had only one stinger that had just been snatched from the opponent, and he couldn't give people a glimmer of life like just now.

Because if he starts to be softer, it is likely that the enemy behind will take the opportunity to give him a fatal knife!

The momentum of his counterattack instantly became fierce.

Wielding a stinger, he was the first to stab a fake reporter who attacked his front door!

The man's wrist was shaved, the sharp knife fell to the ground, and the whole person spurted blood and fell backward.

Gong Jue continued to strike left and right, and instantly overturned the enemies on the left and right.

Within a few seconds, several besiegers were all repelled by him!

just……

These fake reporters who had been thrown to the ground by him were incredibly exaggerated, with blood sprayed out without money, scared everyone back screaming as if they saw what a cruel scene.

And Gong Jue's body was unavoidably sprayed with blood.

Damn, do you think the wound is a faucet?

Gong Jue looked at the blood stains on his body speechlessly. There was no **** smell at all. These mercenaries bought blood bags to create the scene of frantic blood spurting, so they could not be more dedicated, and it was fine to buy more expensive dog blood.

It's actually some red ink...

What a **** fake!

Gong Jue cast a cold and silent look at the fake reporters on the ground moaning without illness.

Just about to leave.

But seeing the people around him, his face changed.

The remaining two hundred reporters, although they all received the money, learned the news in advance to grab gossip.

But they are indeed ordinary people.

Where have they seen such a **** scene? !

Gong Jue is like a blood man, stepping forward, making them shudder one by one!

Gong Jue frowned, the smell floating from the crowd became stronger and stronger. Especially when he came into contact with the wound left on his body during the fight, it seemed that the fragrance had penetrated into his body!

And an unstoppable mania suddenly rose in his body!

How familiar is this manic feeling!

From the memory of more than ten years ago, I passed through!

It was more than ten years ago, when he was sixteen years old, he slaughtered all the running dogs of Earl Huff, the mania he felt that day!

Gong Jue tried hard to suppress this dryness, took a deep breath, and hurriedly pushed away from the crowd.

No, he must go now.

If he stayed, he was afraid that he could not control himself.

Any further delay, he was afraid that he would have unexpected changes.

After all, during the physical examination just now, even the world's most high-end scientific instrument at Bailang did not detect any abnormalities all afternoon.

The wolf factor in his body is too mysterious and too difficult to diagnose!

More importantly, it is already late.

Qi Qi must have prepared New Year's Eve dinner, waiting for him to go back to eat.

He has promised Qi Qi to keep the New Year's Eve together and eat the first meal of his life together.

He wants to go back!

He has to go back to death!