Chapter 755 Nerve Gas [Please give me a gift, please give me a monthly pass]

Author: Ying Ying Xiong

Chapter 755 Nerve Gas [Please give me a gift, please give me a monthly pass]

Ichiro Watanabe could not conceal the horror in his heart.

What he was even more curious about was how powerful the body of this Dragon Kingdom man was?

Obviously he is not that strong, and he is not that burly, but his strength is completely unstoppable.

That kind of shocking power, a terrifying power.

How on earth do ordinary people become such monsters?

Fanaticism flashed from Ichiro Watanabe's eyes. If. If he could get such a powerful physical body, how much stronger and how many times stronger would he be?

Double, double, triple, even stronger!

"I want it, I want it!" An extremely perverted desire surged out of Ichiro Watanabe's heart. It was a kind of paranoid madness, a morbid madness.

Even this morbid madness directly suppressed the fear in his heart and made him eager.

Genius, on another level, is madman.

Why a genius?

Why can Ichiro Watanabe practice a technique that no one in Sakura Country has practiced for a long time?

Because he is different from ordinary people, because he is crazy.

His desire for power, his hunger and greed for power led him to embark on this path.

He looked at Zhuang Ming's figure greedily, wanting to study his secrets.

Zhuang Ming was also a little surprised, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

This unknown brat from Sakura Country seems to have changed his demeanor, making Zhuang Ming even more annoying.

Zhuang Ming had seen this look in his previous life.

The instructor who trained him regarded him as the most perfect masterpiece.

"Tch, what a bad memory!" Zhuang Ming couldn't help curling his lips, his eyes even colder and colder.

This little devil from Sakura Country has been labeled as certain to die.

No reason, just because he deserves to die.

Huhu~

Boom!

Zhuang Ming's right leg followed Zhuang Ming's gentle movement, and his right fist clenched tightly. This time, the most ethical power was activated.

His figure was like a running cheetah, and his speed was like a dark phantom. He could cross the distance between the two of them in an instant without even taking a breath.

This time Zhuang Ming did not use silent steps, but went straight forward.

Even more swift, his body shape is like a bolt of lightning.

This time, Ichiro Watanabe felt his eyes dazzled as Zhuang Ming's figure with cold murderous intent appeared in front of him.

"Death!" Those two cold words, like the sentence pronounced by a superior god or the King of Hell, immediately decided his life or death.

Hiss~

That right fist seemed to break the space in an instant, and a loud explosion sounded in the air.

Watanabe Ichiro's golden pupils shrank suddenly, flashing with deep fear.

This punch!

very scary!

He may not be able to resist!

Get out of the way!

"Shit!"

Watanabe Ichiro's figure suddenly expanded in a strange and regular manner. The originally thin and dark figure suddenly swelled up like an inflated balloon. At the same time, a burst of dark smoke directly enveloped Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming's expression suddenly wrinkled, as if his nerves were paralyzed for a moment, and his conditioned reflex immediately held his breath. His right fist did not stop and directly bombarded Ichiro Watanabe's body.

Boom!

Watanabe Ichiro's figure directly smashed through the wall and fell deeply into it.

"Ah~~~"

A shrill scream followed.

Kick!

Zhuang Ming kicked his foot and immediately dodged out of the smoke.

The smoke slowly dissipated and drifted with the wind, heading towards the room where Watanabe Ichiro was knocked out.

At this time, behind Ichiro Watanabe was the edge of Mingyue Building, a huge human-shaped hole.

Just a little bit away, he fell straight down.

Maybe he won't die, but if he falls, it will definitely be over.

Because who knows how many Dragon Kingdom masters are waiting next.

It is difficult for him to fly alone even with wings.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth, mixed with blood-red fragments, indicating that the internal organs had been smashed.

"Cough cough cough~~"

Coughing violently, Ichiro Watanabe's eyes flashed with ferocious madness.

Seeing that a large piece of his chest collapsed, Ichiro Watanabe's face was filled with ferociousness.

If his body hadn't been transformed by Sakura Country's latest technology, he might not have been able to get up.

Swish, swish, swish~

Slowly stood up.

Wow~

The gravel fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Hahaha~"

Seeing Zhuang Ming's retreating figure, Watanabe Ichiro laughed wildly, laughing so happily.

"Cough cough cough~" A smile caused the wound again, causing him to cough violently.

The figure walked out step by step and appeared in the hall again.

"Do you feel like you can't move your body? You have no strength?" Ichiro Watanabe's voice was filled with a grin and pride.

"Let me tell you, that was our Sakura Empire's new type of nerve gas, specially designed to deal with strong people like you, whether they are genetic warriors or Dragon Kingdom warriors!"

"Do you know about nerve gas? It only takes a little bit to make you warriors lose their resistance. It doesn't need to go through the respiratory tract, skin, or eye contact."

"You will slowly develop pupil constriction, then chest tightness, headache, nausea and vomiting, and finally difficulty breathing, and then die painfully."

"Human beings today are not as fragile as before, because with technology, there are more genetic warriors."

"This nerve gas was made just for you."

A sentence came out of Ichiro Watanabe's mouth with a deep mocking expression.

Of course, Ichiro Watanabe was not in vain here, but secretly and carefully observed when Zhuang Ming would fall.

This new type of nerve gas has not been officially used yet, but it has been tested.

Animals will die in just one minute, while ordinary humans will feel guilty and lose their ability to resist within 10 seconds, and will quickly develop the situation he just mentioned until they die.

However, experimental subjects like masters are too rare, and the specific effects are not known anyway.

It took at least more than a minute for him to speak so slowly, but Zhuang Ming's expression didn't change at all.

This is impossible!

This also makes Ichiro Watanabe more and more frightened. This kind of nerve gas also has shortcomings, especially the kind he carries on his body is diluted. Even if he is transformed, he will not be able to bear it himself, and this kind of nerve gas is diluted.

The effective time is very short, and it will dissolve in the air in a short period of time and turn into a non-toxic and harmless gas, so the enemy must be close and come into contact with it as soon as possible.

At this time, the Fire Phoenix Team and the Thunder Commando Team looked at Lone Wolf worriedly.

After all, it is nerve gas!

The lone wolf does not have a gas mask on his face!

Damn it!

Lei Zhan and the others' faces were gloomy. He and Daniu were attacking the jounin who was the least injured.

The two of them cooperated extremely well at this moment.

After battle after battle, their digestion of genetic medicines increased crazily, and the two of them kicked wildly, with each kick making a terrifying sound of breaking through the air, just like the scythe of death.
Chapter completed!