Tang Ping regained his senses in an instant. He deleted Dr. Xiao's memory as quickly as possible. The string of big eyeballs also disappeared as the memory was deleted.
He was sitting in front of the desk, his face was pale, and he was breathing heavily. The blood flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose mixed with sweat and wet his clothes. If he hadn't been strong, the amount of bleeding alone would have been enough to make him faint.
Already.
At this time, Tang Ping really wanted to rest, but it was not the time yet.
He stood up supporting the table and saw an ugly figure standing on the window sill.
This is a deformed monster. Its upper body is a human male body covered with dirt and scars, and its lower body is made of ten huge fingers, like two palms joined together.
In the reflection of the window, Tang Ping saw what he looked like now. He had countless eyes on his body. These eyes were fading rapidly, probably due to the influence of the bunch of grapes.
Seeing Tang Ping stand up, the monster looked shocked, then smiled at Tang Ping, revealing its dark yellow and black teeth and swollen gums, and the ten fingers under him quickly moved and jumped off the window sill.
It's trying to escape!
Judging from the scream just now, it was obviously trying to tell someone what it saw, and Tang Ping would not allow this to happen.
He casually picked up a vertical clothes hanger in the room, his right arm muscles bulged, and he threw the clothes hanger with all his strength. The clothes hanger smashed through the glass and pricked off one of the monster's fingers!
Then Tang Ping whistled, and from the kennel in the yard, Wangcai spun his tail and swooped out.
Tang Ping pointed at the monster with a ferocious expression: "Stop him, don't let him run away!"
Wangcai suddenly bared his teeth, his four short legs started to flap faster, and his tail turned like a propeller. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the finger monster and bit one of his fingers.
Tang Ping stepped on the window frame angrily, trying to catch up as fast as possible.
But he looked at the height of the third floor, then looked at the hard stone floor below, then thought about his weak body, and immediately ran towards the door obediently.
When Tang Ping ran to the place where Wangcai and the Finger Monster were fighting, the winner had already been decided.
Wangcai still bit the monster's body, but there were several huge scars on its body. It tried its best and only managed to destroy one of the monster's fingers.
Although they are both demons, apart from being fast, Wangcai is pitifully weak in strength. His ball-like figure is not suitable for any form of fighting.
But because of Tang Ping's order, it still tried its best to intercept it.
Seeing Tang Ping rushing over, Wangcai finally let go and was thrown away by the monster's finger, lying on the ground unable to move.
Tang Ping glanced at Wangcai and his expression became even colder.
Seeing that it had been overtaken, the finger monster stopped running away. It turned around and took out a strange long knife from behind, with the blade pointed at Tang Ping.
"The master will be happy to take you back... Do you want me to trim your nails?"
The long knife in its hand has an extremely weird shape. The blade is made up of broken fingers side by side. The blade is a sharp fingernail. The back of the knife is a finger section with bone spurs. The handle is a piece of white bone, and the blade is a huge fingernail.
knife.
Tang Ping moved his muscles and his hands suddenly turned black.
"No need, let me give you a beauty treatment."
While running downstairs to catch up, Tang Ping came up with several ways to safely kill the monster, including using the Tang family's traditional martial arts, relying on his strength advantage, throwing heavy objects, or attacking with long-handled weapons...
But when he actually stood in front of this monster, all his plans were scrapped.
Now Tang Ping just wants to smash it to death with his fist!
The monster was the first to launch an attack. Its remaining eight fingers and legs spread out at the same time, moving to Tang Ping's side like a crab, and slashed at Tang Ping's hand with a strange long knife.
Its owner only needs this guy's eyes, and then the fingers belong to him. The black fingers will be a good trophy.
Tang Ping opened his left hand and faced the blade.
Seeing Tang Ping's actions, the monster laughed excitedly, its nose lifted up to reveal dark nose hairs, and the muscles on its face were twitching.
Then, its expression became stiff.
Tang Ping's fingers were not cut off as he imagined. His black palm suddenly pressed against the blade and then held the blade.
The monster was horrified and realized that the situation was not good. Just when he was about to respond, he saw Tang Ping turning to face him, with more than a dozen eyes popping up on his face.
Curse the evil eye!
Mental shock was activated, and the monster instantly lost consciousness.
With the intensity of the evil eye, this kind of shock could barely last for two seconds, but for Tang Ping, this was enough.
"ah!"
He let out a vented yell, pulled the blade hard with his left hand, and pulled the monster close to him. Then he smashed the monster's head with his right hand, and the monster's cheeks suddenly sunken, and the swollen gums were mixed with blood and saliva.
flew out.
Then Tang Ping grabbed his arm, swung it around like a rag bag, and finally threw him on a rock. Tang Ping stood next to him and struck down with his powerful and heavy fist like a gorilla hitting the ground.
Screams continued, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Such a fight is not elegant, it can even be said to be cruel and barbaric.
Maybe it was because Wangcai was injured, maybe it was because Tang Ping was already in a bad mood, maybe it was because of the pressure brought by the Grape God, that made Tang Ping choose this fighting method.
But, Tang Ping enjoyed it very much!
According to his previous experience in dealing with Dr. Xiao, Tang Ping stopped when the monster was still breathing, and waited for the appearance of the ink-colored dome.
An illusory black substance emerged from the monster, condensing into an eggshell-shaped shadow.
Tang Ping stood on one side and watched the new ink eggs forming.
But unfortunately, the speed of eggshell construction gradually slowed down. In the end, the speed of construction was like that of an old lady with bad eyesight, gluing scraps the size of melon seed peels on piece by piece.
This scene gave Tang Ping a bad feeling.
The construction speed of the eggshell became slower and slower, and then cracks appeared and cracked. In just a few seconds, the eggshell completely collapsed, leaving only the slightly panting demon.
Tang Ping stamped his feet angrily: "I *** (another world curse)."
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A strand of hair hanging down the window slowly retracted. Tang He's pale face pressed against the window moved away, his expression gradually warmed up, and then he smiled.
Tang He has been observing it since the finger monster appeared.
If there was even the slightest chance that Tang Ping would be irreversibly damaged in that battle, the endless black hair would tear that finger monster to shreds in an instant!
"It's time to go to bed. Going to bed early is good for your skin."
She closed the curtains, lay down on the small bed, covered herself with a small quilt, and fell asleep sweetly.
It's a pity that the bed is too small, her two calves are completely hanging out of the bed, and there is no quilt to cover her! This chapter has been completed!