A Thousand Ways for a Fragile Male Insect to Train an S-Class Sentinel[MTL]

Chapter 21 The way he looks at her is not innocent

As soon as Qi Zhexue finished speaking, the bald old man in front of him fell to his knees with a thud, as if he could no longer bear it.

　　The muscles on his shoulders were spasming irregularly like a ball of worms, his expression was painful, and even the remaining hair on his smooth scalp was shaking slightly, as if he was enduring some unbearable pain.

　　Qi Zhexue stood in front of him with his arms folded, looking down at the old man's body that looked like a piece of fat with an expressionless face, and let the old man's painful groans flow from his bloody lips, pretending not to hear them.

　　He originally wanted the old man to take him to see Xu Tingzhi, but he didn't expect that the bodyguard guarding outside the door heard the noise inside, immediately looked at each other, opened the door and walked in.

　　The pitch-black muzzle of the gun, like a ferocious beast waiting for an opportunity, pressed against Qi Zhexue's forehead. The bodyguards approached the old man who was kneeling on the ground, covering his neck and breathing painfully like a broken bellows, and vigilantly put their guns against Qi Zhexue's head.

　　Qi Zhexue's heart sank, and before he could respond, the anger aroused in his subconscious immediately activated countless uncontrollable mental tentacles. They waved wildly in this small room like a giant octopus gone mad in the deep sea. Countless invisible mental power fluctuations spread out from Qi Zhexue's back, like dangerous ripples in the lake, constantly and indiscriminately attacking the mental space of everyone present.

　　But apart from him, no one present had a spiritual space, so the impotent and furious spiritual tentacles could only turn to directly attack the brains of those people with superpowers. Soon, the all-pervasive spiritual tentacles penetrated deep into the brains of those people with superpowers, and after finding out the mutated components of their brains, they directly turned to attack the components that caused the mutation.

　　The moment the superpowers' brains were invaded by the mental tentacles, they had already sensitively sensed the danger. They hurriedly activated their superpowers and raised their swords high towards the defenseless Qi Zhexue.

　　"Bang--"

　　"Bang--"

　　"Bang--"

　　Three streaks of blood broke out from the flesh, drawing a dazzling and strange arc in the air, like cinnabar, splashing onto the jewels not far away, flashing tiny lights, and then quickly condensing and dimming.

　　Qi Zhexue was still standing in the distance, but the brain of the mutant, whose brain was attacked by the frenzied mental tentacles, exploded like a swollen watermelon, and blood and brain matter flowed all over the floor, leaving only a bare body lying on the ground.

　　Qi Zhexue was so disgusted by the scene in front of him that his face turned pale. His face and body were covered with blood to varying degrees, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

　　The danger was over, and the countless mental tentacles that were automatically triggered slowly retracted from Qi Zhexue's body, like a playful child who had done something wrong and retreated into seclusion while the adults were not at home.

　　"Take me to see him."

　　Qi Zhexue could no longer hold on. He didn't know why his body suddenly became so weak and tired. He staggered to his knees in the cage and threatened the bald old man who was already under control:

　　"Hurry up, or I'll kill you."

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　　It was almost midnight when the killing game ended.