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Wu Dong didn't even need to do anything, as the medicinal power had already passed, he would become a corpse with all his meridians destroyed.

No normal person could withstand this kind of medicinal effect.

Unfortunately, Wu Dong might not be able to bear the effects of Zhao Shilong's medicine.

Every fist, palm, and kick he landed on was useless. Zhao Shilong's entire body was now wrapped in a layer of flesh and blood armor, unable to harm him no matter what.

Wu Dong was smashed all over with blood, he could no longer tell if it was his blood or Zhao Shilong's blood.

He tried in vain to grab at something, but nothing worked.

Zhao Shilong's grip on his hand became stronger and stronger, as if she was trying to break it from his waist.

Wu Dong felt for the silver needles on his body. He threw a few needles into the air, and two of the needles pierced into Zhao Shilong's eyes unerringly. However, he did not have any reaction.

In the midst of desperation, Wu Dong mustered his last strength and grabbed Zhao Shilong's head, then bit into his ear.

The numb Zhao Shilong still had a feeling, as he said in a heavy voice: "From the day the boss found me and gave me the medicine, I knew that this day would come, but to be able to kill you with my own hands, it's worth it even if I die."

Wu Dong could instantly feel that the power of hatred was even more terrifying than the mysterious effects of the medicine.

It was this kind of power that made Zhao Shilong have the determination to perish together with them.

Wu Dong pointed the remaining silver needles in his hand at the Baihui on top of Zhao Shilong's head.

Zhao Shilong shouted crazily, wanting to pull Wu Dong down, but Wu Dong knew that this was his last chance. If he couldn't kill Zhao Shilong in one go, then he would be the one dead.

He desperately hugged Zhao Shilong's head and used his forehead to knock into the silver needles on Zhao Shilong's head. The silver needles along with the handle of the needles were stuck into Zhao Shilong's head.

Zhao Shilong's movements became stiff.

His brain was damaged, and the blood flowed out of the cut on his head like thick blood. The spinal fluid mixed with it was the last liquid of his life.

However, he did not have the intention to let go of Wu Dong's hand.

He swayed like a person who drank too much, and walked step by step towards the glass wall that was just smashed apart by Wu Dong's head.

The unprotected glass wall was struck by Zhao Shilong's giant body. The originally weak glass wall emitted a sound similar to fried beans.

Wu Dong wanted to struggle free from Zhao Shilong, but he already lacked the strength.

The glass shattered as Zhao Shilong fell from the 32nd floor like a kite with its string cut.

Wu Dong saw the burning sky and realized that it was already dusk. The faint yellow sky gave off a warm and cozy sense of beauty.

The whistling of the wind resounded beside Wu Dong's ears. He felt that he was floating lightly, as if he could spread his wings and fly at any time.

But in an instant, he could again feel that Zhao Shilong's body, which was already dead, was still grabbing onto his waist, and the gravity was pulling him towards the abyss of death.

In addition to the whole New Dragon Building is wrapped in glass curtain walls, every 12 floors, outside of the floor to make a huge glass roof.

In the shadow of the light, it looked like a huge dragon coiling around the building from afar.

This design was not only effective in controlling the light that shone into the building, but also had a good decorative effect. This was how the name of the new Dragon Building came about.

Two bodies made of flesh and blood fell from the sky and crashed into the glass ceiling on the 24th floor.

But after a brief pause, one of them fell from the shattered roof and crashed into the glass roof of the twelfth floor.

Wu Dong recovered a little of his willpower. He wanted to pry Zhao Shilong's hand away, but he was still a step too late, the glass roof of the twelfth floor similarly could not hold up against two people, and the two of them descended once again. With a boom, Zhao Shilong's back smashed into the top of a black Audi.

Zhao Shilong's body seemed to have become minced meat wrapped in human skin, the strong smell of blood gushed towards Wu Dong's head.

Wu Dong looked like he was in a dream. He raised his head stiffly and finally broke free from Zhao Shilong's grasp, sliding off the roof and onto the ground.

The astonishing fall from the sky just now had attracted many onlookers.

The security guards also rushed over to maintain order.

After hearing the gunfire on the 32nd floor, the police officers stopped a few police cars outside the New Dragon Building.

The two policemen, one hand on the gun at their waists, slowly moved closer to examine it.

No one felt that anyone who fell from the thirty-second floor would be able to survive. Even Wu Dong himself didn't think that he would be able to do so.

However, he still got up from the ground. The onlookers exclaimed and took out their phones to take a picture.

Wu Dong who was on the screen could not even make out his appearance, his entire body was dyed red with blood.

He looked like an evil spirit that had crawled out of a pool of blood.

The policeman held the gun and froze on the spot.

Wu Dong's legs went soft, and he fell onto Zhao Shilong's corpse again.

He tried to help the body to its feet.

Zhao Shilong had something hidden on his body.

Wu Dong felt a small bag that was dyed red with blood.

He opened it with trembling hands and found a mobile phone and a few disposable syringes filled with mysterious liquid.

This should be the type of mysterious medicine that would bring great power to Zhao Shilong.

The policeman raised his pistol and approached him.

He could hear the sound of an ambulance not far away.

Wu Dong glanced at the police, then looked at the main entrance of the building which was not far away.

The black-clothed man used some unknown method to evade the police search. Using a black suit to cover Xiao Wen's body, he carried her through the gate to a car by the side of the road.

The man in black was about to leave with Little Wen. If they mixed into the traffic, they might never have the chance to find him again.

These black-clothed men were cold and professional. Now that Little Wen was of value to them, if they achieved their goal, would they still show mercy and spare Little Wen's life?

In just a few short seconds, a few thoughts passed through Wu Dong's mind. He looked at the syringe in his hand and instantly made a decision.

He stuck a needle in his arm... That was obviously an ice-cold medicine, but Wu Dong felt that it was like boiling hot lava, flowing through his blood vessels and rushing towards his heart.

Everywhere it went, flesh and blood boiled.

He felt that he was about to be scalded.

He painfully curled up on the ground, a powerful force gradually spreading out from his chest. His arms and legs recovered their vitality, and even had the strength to break through his flesh.

He hit the ground with his fist and a piece of porcelain brick crumbled to dust.

Under everyone's astonished eyes, Wu Dong raised his head and shouted out loud.

His eyes were blood-red, and his gaze was fierce, like a bloodthirsty wild wolf.

Everything in front of Wu Dong changed, his surroundings seemed to be surrounded by blood, and the sky seemed to have turned blood-red.

He turned his head and rushed towards the black clothed man.

The man in black picked up his pace and lifted Vinny into a Cadillac. With a screech of tires, he turned onto the road and charged forward.

The private cars beside him were all thrown to the back of his mind. A owner of a car looked at Wu Dong's figure in disbelief, and then looked at the dashboard in front of him, which said "40 km/h".