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Chapter 60: Liu Qingzhi: I won't let it hurt you

Behind the reef.

In a large depression, Wang Peng and more than twenty of his men were lying neatly inside, as if they had fainted.

Liu Qingzhi's eyes swept over these people one by one. Except for the psychic named Ling Chen, all of them were here.

Liu Qingzhi had no impression of these people. He only remembered Wang Peng and the short man who first said he looked like someone's lover.

Wang Peng has a bald head, is of medium height, and is neither fat nor thin.

He is short and has yellowish skin, like a skinny monkey.

However, Liu Qingzhi remembered that both of them looked young and had few wrinkles on their faces.

However, now, leaving aside the short guy who looks like a skinny monkey, this man named Wang Peng looks like he has had a serious illness. He has lost a lot of weight, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as skinny as a stick.

The clothes that once fitted him became loose and baggy, and the exposed skin, whether on the face or hands, was covered with crisscrossing wrinkles like winding rivers.

He looks very old, like a man over 80 years old.

The short skinny guy's hair was also all white.

"Is that Wang Peng?" Shen Mo said in disbelief.

If he remembered correctly, it had only been more than ten minutes since Wang Peng's speedboat disappeared. How come Wang Peng suddenly looked dozens of years older? He almost didn't recognize Wang Peng!

Compared with Shen Mo, Wen Yangze was not much less surprised: "What on earth happened?"

While he was speaking, Liu Qingzhi took a few more steps towards the sunken pit and moved his eyes from Wang Peng's face to his neck.

On the right side of Wang Peng's neck, at the location of the common carotid artery, there is a black scale tightly attached to it.

This scale is about the size of a coin, with a very smooth surface and a flat shape. At first glance, it looks a bit like one-third of a leech. At this moment, it is slightly rising and falling, as if it is sucking something.

The short and skinny monkey also has a black scale of the same shape on his neck, and this scale is also rising and falling in a small arc.

Liu Qingzhi looked at the others again.

As expected, everyone's carotid artery was firmly attached to a silver coin-sized black scale. However, apart from the two floating scales of Wang Peng and the short man, the scales on the necks of the others did not react.

Looking at these scales, a chill suddenly rose in Shen Shen's heart. He subconsciously touched his neck and said with some unbearable eyes: "This thing is a blood-sucking leech! It definitely is!"

And it's even more disgusting than blood-sucking leeches. After all, leeches only suck blood, but this thing sucks lives.

Thinking of this, Shen Mo said it directly.

Liu Qingzhi said: "It's not life-sucking."

He looked at Wang Peng's wrinkled face and the pale hair of the short and skinny man, paused for a moment, and then changed his words to be more precise: "It is to absorb time."

In other words, the mutant used scales as a medium to control the flow of time in the body.

This may sound a bit abstract.

But in the cases of Wang Peng and the short and skinny monkey, it seems as if their own time has been sucked away, causing various organs in their bodies to suddenly fail and their bodies to age rapidly.