Being Overwhelmed by the Villain's Food Reserve (Apocalypse)

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Chapter 237

　　Cheng Cizheng broke the neck of a supernatural being with his foot, then quickly distanced himself and landed firmly on the ground. At the same time, he did not forget to throw out the long spiked whip and ran straight towards the man at the door who had a look of terror on his face and wanted to run away.

　　The whip circled upwards, and Cheng Ci suddenly used force and quickly broke a slender neck.

　　The retracted rattan whip was stained with bright red minced meat, which made people feel sick.

　　But Cheng Ci didn't even frown. He pressed on those who wanted to retreat step by step.

　　The smell of blood on the floor in the room became stronger and stronger. Tan Cong was escorted out of the door by everyone. Cheng Ci was like a murderer with red eyes.

　　He couldn't stop now.

　　The person on the operating table moved his eyes. Ji Ling had exhausted all his energy. He was forced to let go of Gu Xichen's hand and took a step back to fall. Fortunately, Huo Yan reacted quickly and caught Ji Ling.

　　The two of them fell together, but fortunately there was a buffer, so Ji Ling would not fall on his head.

　　"Uncle Gu..."

　　Huo Yan couldn't suppress his excitement and looked over, but apart from his slightly moving eyes, Gu Xichen made no other movements.

　　Huo Yan climbed up and put his head close to Gu Xichen's chest. He lay there for a long time and even changed his ear to test his hearing. But the result was that there was still no heartbeat as he expected.

　　"What the hell is going on? The wounds have obviously healed." Huo Yan frowned and raised his head.

　　Ji Ling coughed violently and said, "His body is still in the process of repairing itself. Come over here..."

　　"Oh, okay." Huo Yan jumped off the operating table and immediately squatted in front of Ji Ling to help him up.

　　There was no trace of blood on Ji Ling's face. He held Huo Yan's wrist with his backhand and said feebly: "Yanyan, go and call Cheng Ci back. Go quickly."

　　Huo Yan raised his head, and even he couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him.

　　After waiting for dozens of seconds, Huo Yan shouted anxiously: "Uncle Cheng! Uncle Gu is awake, come here quickly!"

　　The slender figure grasped the round head smoothly, with bursts of fist wind wrapped in his palms, and then pressed down and hit the wall hard, causing blood to splash and screams to be heard endlessly.

　　After bumping into it a dozen times in a row, Cheng Ci threw it away as if he was disgusted with some toy, then turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

　　At this glance, both of them felt their hearts tremble.

　　"Something's wrong."

　　Ji Ling gasped and blurted out.

　　Huo Yan accurately expressed what Ji Ling was thinking: "Uncle Cheng... lost control?"

　　Cheng Ci turned around, his eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of fog, and when his eyes fell on the person, there was no ripples and no look at all.

　　He pinched the thing in his hand and glanced at the tragic scene around him. Those who died in various strange postures seemed to stare at him with wide eyes.