Among the survivors in the Pharaoh's Hall, Zhang Heng is the strongest. He suddenly shouted, and his expression was solemn. Not to mention people like Lin Baici and Gu Qingqiu who reacted very quickly, even Xia Hongyao

With intelligence D, you feel like facing a formidable enemy.

Everyone followed Zhang Heng's gaze and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

A young man of about thirty years old came out. He was wearing a long yellow windbreaker that covered his knees. On his feet were a pair of cowhide-colored British-style leather shoes, which were polished and spotless.

He has a long face and a relatively pointed chin, which doesn't look very coordinated, but he has long hair with some natural curls, so he looks very artistic.

A vivid and realistic character in a literary film.

He put his left hand in his pocket and held a cigarette in his right hand. He looked to his left and right as if visiting a place of interest, and then walked in.

[Wow, the god is here. I suggest you run as fast as you can, otherwise you will become its lunch later]

Comments on God: Before meeting the gods, Lin Baici was at the top of the food chain and wanted to have a big meal. It shouted this loudly, but now that it saw the gods in person, it immediately told Lin Baici to run away.

Because I really can't beat it.

Lin Baici's face suddenly darkened, but there was also curiosity in his eyes as he looked at this literary young man.

Is this a god who is more terrifying than a divine corpse and can contaminate the ruins with radiation?

Doesn’t it look any different from ordinary people?

[Only the body is the same, but actually the inside is completely different! 】

Nagami review.

who are you?

Zhang Heng asked again and couldn't help but clenched his sword. This young man gave him a very disharmonious feeling.

It's like an Ultraman suddenly appears in a painting of a beautiful lady painted by an ancient master. It's very awkward and eye-catching.

The reliefs on these murals are very well carved.

The literary young man ignored Zhang Heng and just admired the murals on the walls: these reliefs are very beautiful, but some places have been damaged, which is a pity!

Hey, my team leader wants to ask you something!

Wu Zhaokun scolded.

I'm admiring these murals, can't you see?

The literary young man looked at Wu Zhaokun: Please don't disturb me!

After he finished speaking, he frowned again without waiting for anyone to reply: "But you are here and you are already disturbing me!"

The literary young man's eyes fell on the broken corpses of the Pharaoh. He glanced at them and then moved away, and then glanced at everyone present.

Hua Yueyu, Jin Yingzhen, Gu Qingqiu, these are all very beautiful girls. When they walk on the street, they have a high rate of turning heads.

Especially Korean girls with busty figures, tight jeans covering their thighs and buttocks, open-chested sweaters, and boots, full of female hormones flowing through their bodies.

If this were my girlfriend, I would wish to be in bed with her every day.

But the literary young man just glanced at it, nodded appreciatively, and looked at Xia Hongyao.

Do you have a sister?

The literary young man thought of the woman he fought with just now.

too strong!

Have you met my sister?

Xia Hongyao and Xia Hongmian look very similar, especially their lips and noses, but their eyes are very different. Xia Hongyao's is too innocent, but Xia Hongmian's is deep, like a deep pool with no bottom!

…

When everyone looked at Xia Hongmian, they would feel palpitations, dizziness, and panic, as if their souls had fallen from a tall building. It was very uncomfortable.

You have a great sister!

After the literary young man finished speaking, he looked at Lin Baici and stared at him for more than ten seconds. His lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing.

He turned his head and looked at Jin Yingzhen: Seeing you, I suddenly felt inspired. Do you want to be my model?

Jin Yingzhen's beauty is very pure, just like sex and desire, which can stimulate animal instincts and make people have a possessive desire.

Xia Hongyao's figure is also very good, about the same as Jin Yingzhen's, and her breasts are even bigger than hers, but Xia Hongyao's whole person doesn't look like she's trying to make people sleep.

don't want!

Although this person may be a powerful god hunter, Jin Yingzhen refused quite simply. She would only serve as a model for Lin Baici, even if she was naked.

You said no too quickly!

The literary young man frowned, feeling unsatisfied at being disobeyed. However, art should still be devoted from the heart, only in this way can a perfect masterpiece be created.

If the model is resistant, then even if she agrees, her artistic conception will still be flawed.

Why!

No one understands me!

The literary young man thought of the girl with bun hair named Shen Xin he saw when he first entered the museum.

When you find an opportunity later, run quickly and don’t stop!

Lin Baici gave instructions in a low voice.

Hua Yueyu covered her mouth with her white hands, leaned her head next to Lin Baici, and whispered softly: Is this guy very powerful?

It can no longer be described as awesome!

Lin Baici felt that it was better to leave this god to Zhang Heng and others to deal with it.

He has been a hunter of gods for less than three months. Although his achievements are quite impressive, he is not so big that he thinks he can defeat the gods.

Captain Zhang, this guy is so arrogant in front of your third department, fuck him!

Fang Tian draws exciting generals.

Fei Xiao, take care of your people!

Zhang Heng snorted coldly, suddenly started to move, and pounced on the literary young man.

His speed was very fast, like a cannonball fired from a tank. In the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of the literary young man.

Whoosh!

The sword that killed the horse brought out a flash of silver light and slashed down towards the head of the literary young man. At that moment, the space seemed to be cut open.

The literary young man did not dodge, he looked at Zhang Heng calmly, stretched out his right hand, and waved it casually as if to shoo away flies.

His movement was understated, but when it fell on Zhang Heng, it was as if he was hit by an invisible giant arm at full speed, and the whole person suddenly flew out.

boom!

Zhang Heng flew dozens of meters and hit the wall.

vomit!

Zhang Heng spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Damn it!

Fei Xiao's scalp was numb. He knew very well how strong Zhang Heng's fighting power was, but now he was slapped away?

Fei Xiao looked at the artistic young man and was dumbfounded. What is the origin of this guy?

Wouldn't it be dragon level?

Leader!

Wu Zhaokun and his entourage were shocked, and all mobilized to attack the literary young man.

Don't go there!

Zhang Heng was anxious, his subordinates were no match for that young man.

This shout caused him to stretch his wound and vomit out another mouthful of blood, causing even more pain in his chest and abdomen.

…

The literary young man looked at Wu Zhaokun and the people rushing towards him, and took a deep breath. The force was so strong that he could see many wisps of white air flowing into his nasal cavity. His lungs also swelled up in an instant, and then the next moment

, spitting out.

call!

Colorful air sprayed everywhere, making people like Wu Zhaokun feel like they had a pile of spilled dye splashed on them, instantly dyeing them.

The next moment, the literary young man waved his right hand, as if he was holding a brush and splashing ink to paint a picture.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

People like Wu Zhaokun were knocked to the ground by an invisible hand, and they couldn't even get close to this literary young man.

Run!

Zhang Heng yelled.
To be continued...