Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 362 - 170: Fierce Battle3

"Wang Weidong, give up. In front of , you can’t enter a phantom state."

"Keep trying, and I’ll crush your head directly."

Wang Weidong trembled all over and stopped trying to phase shift. He pleaded painfully, "Brother... I was wrong, I admit defeat. Everything here belongs to you."

"Spare , I’ll be your subordinate from now on. All my food will be yours."

"All the won here are at your disposal..."

Liang Yuan sneered, about to speak.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside him.

Imdiately following was a furious shout.

"Wang Weidong, you deserve to die!"

Thud!

A dagger was thrust brutally into Wang Weidong’s neck!

Liang Yuan turned sharply, looking to his side.

Soone had actually bypassed his senses to appear beside him?

In that instant of turning his head, he already knew who it was.

Wang Qi!

As expected, standing next to him was Wang Qi!

This guy, who knew when he had slipped into the chaotic private room, and no one had noticed him!

Even Liang Yuan had overlooked him!

The abilities of the "Observer" are such that once you don’t look at him, you would completely ignore him.

Liang Yuan took a deep breath, looked at Wang Weidong’s corpse in his hand, then looked at Wang Qi.

His face turned sullen. "Wang Qi..."

Wang Qi looked at Liang Yuan, and with a thud, kneeled on the ground, eyes reddened. "I’m sorry, Mr. Liang. Wang Weidong killed my sister. You have no idea how brutally she died."

"I swore I would personally kill him."

"He was begging for rcy. I was afraid... afraid you would agree, so don’t bla , I had to kill him!"

Liang Yuan’s eyes turned slightly cold, and he said indifferently, "You’ve been here all along?"

"No, I just arrived."

"Heh, what a coincidence." Liang Yuan sneered.

Casually throwing down Wang Weidong’s corpse.

anwhile, the other mbers of Wang Weidong’s gang began to flee.

Clearly, they knew the fight had been lost, and staying would only an death!

The fastest to run was Wu Xingxing with Blade Arms.

His legs had incredible jumping power, leaping several ters like a mantis, frantically escaping.

Crash!

His two arms slashed through the glass wall, quickly darting into the corridor.

But the next mont, he suddenly turned his head and bizarrely started running back!

Qin Jing was stunned to see this, then imdiately understood, looking towards Liu Feifei.

As expected, Liu Feifei had already activated the "Spirit Maze".

Wu Xingxing, trapped in the Spirit Maze, was like a headless fly, making his way back towards Liang Yuan.

On the other side, Wang Weijun was also fleeing.

Short in stature but imnsely strong, he ran in a straight line, smashing through any obstacles in his way.

As he charged ahead, it looked like he was about to crash through the side glass wall.

Then, suddenly, a figure tackled him!

Boom!

Wang Weijun’s body was sent rolling.

Shi Haizhu imdiately grabbed him, growling, "Run? Where the fuck you think you’re running?"

"Get off!"

Wang Weijun roared, throwing a fierce punch.

The imnse force hit Shi Haizhu’s arm.

But Shi Haizhu’s skin was solid as stone, impervious to knife or gun. He only staggered back with a thud but was unhard.

Wang Weijun’s expression changed. "Damn it."

He grabbed a nearby table and smashed it towards Shi Haizhu.

Shi Haizhu remained unafraid, headbutting straight into it.

Boom!

The marble table shattered magnificently. Shi Haizhu’s head broke through the marble surface and then slamd into Wang Weijun’s chest.

Wang Weijun’s face paled instantly, groaning as he staggered back.

His great strength was unquestionable, but his defense was lacking.

The headbutt was like a hamr striking his chest, causing him intense pain.

The two grappled again, Wang Weijun trying several tis to shake off Shi Haizhu.

Shi Haizhu, with his thick skin and flesh, held on tightly, preventing his escape.

anwhile, Qin Jing caught up with Zhou Ye, who was swiftly fleeing to the rooftop.

Zhou Ye looked grim, relentlessly throwing his flying sabers.

However, Qin Jing’s Ring of Fury easily deflected all the sabers.

The two swiftly disappeared from the entertainnt hall in their chase.

On the other side, Liu ixin’s Spiritual Power defense barrier had been shattered by Liang Yuan’s "Spirit Shock," leaving her severely injured.

At this mont, Ding Yan closed in rapidly, her empowernt bursting forth, almost imdiately striking.

In a flash, she grabbed Liu ixin’s throat.

"You bitch..."

Liu ixin scread curses, and Ding Yan rcilessly slapped her across the face.

Smack—!

Liu ixin’s cheek instantly swelled, and the corner of her right eye split open from the slap.

Ding Yan glared at her. "A shaless woman, and you awakened a mutated ability?"

Liu ixin scread, "Shaless? Haha, your big tits taught you sha?"

"One day, you’ll be a man’s plaything, a slut fucked by thousands! Haha—argh!"

Before she could finish, Ding Yan, enraged, thrust a dagger into her throat.

The Spiritual Power defense expert let out a scream, clutching her throat but unable to stop the spurting blood.

She collapsed weakly, unwillingly staring at Ding Yan.

In her eyes, her life flashed by like a lantern.

She had been a beautiful girl graduating from an art academy.

After graduation, she tried finding work in the theater.

But from scene markers to directors, every man wanted to sleep with her.

She struggled, resisted, and decisively left the entertainnt industry, moving to the fitness world as an influencer.

But in a simple gathering, several male trainers got her drunk.

That night, she was raped by several n in rotation.