"Wang Jin, why don't you come out yet?"

Feng Yan narrowed his eyes and waved his flesh and blood tentacles as he approached the cold woman who had just blocked the butler's attack.

The latter's face was full of anger, but he did not dare to act rashly.

The feast is not invincible, and neither is the butler.

But when their two abilities are combined, almost no one can find a way to crack it.

"I kill someone every three seconds."

"If you don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices, you can kill yourself now."

The man grinned, and dense drops of blood began to appear on his body.

Those blood beads quickly condensed into long needle-like things, pointing at each Suppression Department cadre.

Feast doesn't even need to go out of its way to kill them.

As long as there are wounds on those insect-like humans, they will soon die under the influence of the housekeeper.

"Three, two,..."

"Oh shit!"

The roar sounded, and the man holding the shovel grinned and attacked the feast as if he was desperate.

"madness."

The obese man's eyes widened, and the blood floating around him trembled at the same time.

As expected, that cunning human named Wang Jin would not give up his life for his companions.

Of course, even if he does stand up, the outcome will not change at all.

The feast never intends to let anyone go.
Chapter completed!