But facing Qian Jing's punch attack, he could no longer dodge.

Bang!

This punch hit the face of the Red Sand Scorpion.

The handsome face turned into Yan Yi in an instant.

The red sand scorpion was knocked out, but the shallow mirror showed a hint of hesitation.

"This touch...is still the feeling of the skin. Has the Red Sand Scorpion turned itself into a human puppet yet?"

Qian Jing was quite surprised.

He thought that the Red Sand Scorpion at this moment was already a human puppet.

But now it seems that it is not yet.

At least, not all.

The battle has already gained the upper hand, but Qian Jing is not careless.

Although the strength of the Red Sand Scorpion is not as strong as ten years later, it should not be underestimated.

Who knows what moves he has not used?

“Hahaha…”

The Red Sand Scorpion let out a few sneers, slowly stood up straight, and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The laughter was cold and terrifying.

He hasn't suffered such a loss for a long time.

The last time I was forced into a desperate situation, I was recruited by Xiaonan into the Akatsuki organization.

This cold laugh also made Qian Jing feel alert.

"I haven't felt this way for a long time. I remember you."

The Red Sand Scorpion stared at Qian Jing with his eyes as if he was about to carve him into his eyes.

But what he could see was the style of that mask.

"It's almost over."

The Red Sand Scorpion murmured, and then dozens of red-clothed puppets appeared in Qian Jing's eyes.
Chapter completed!