A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Ji Zuodao withdrew his gaze from the sneaky Wu Wen and lazily turned to the few "appetizers" who were rushing over with loud cries.

"You didn't even form a proper hand seal, yet you dare to rush towards me... You've got some nerve."

He shook his head, a hint of mockery in his voice.

As he spoke, it seemed as if countless slender, living things were wriggling and slithering wildly beneath his exposed skin.

It raised the skin, creating a series of undulating lines that made your scalp tingle.

"So..."

Ji Zuodao grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.

"I won't stand on ceremony."

*Pfft—Pfft pfft—*

A series of eerie, muffled sounds, like a wet cloth being forcibly torn apart or a ripe fruit bursting open, suddenly exploded!

Hundreds and thousands of jet-black, slimy tentacles suddenly shot out from Ji Zuodao's pores and even his seven orifices!

Like a living black tide, they pierced the bodies of the three kidnappers charging towards them with pinpoint accuracy!

This scene was exactly the same as when Grandpa Wang was swallowed up downstairs, only on a scale more than ten times larger!

Compared to that old man who died in a daze, these three at least died with "understanding"—

They could clearly see what the hell was piercing their chests, limbs, and even their heads!

Those were, in fact, huge, black tendons that were alive, writhing, and exuding an ominous aura!

Before they could even let out a complete scream, they were lifted into the air by countless large tendons and hung in mid-air like marionettes.

Those strange, thick tendons were like parasites that had been starving for thousands of years.

It frantically drilled, stirred, and greedily sucked every bit of life essence and blood from their flesh and veins.

The three kidnappers' muscular bodies visibly withered and shrank.

The full muscles collapsed, the skin lost its luster and clung tightly to the bones, turning into three skeletons wrapped in human skin in the blink of an eye!

Until the last glimmer of hope in their wide, terrified eyes was completely extinguished.

"Hehe... Hmph... Hahahaha...!"

Looking at this "harvest" scene, Ji Zuodao first let out a suppressed chuckle, which then turned into an uncontrollable, joyful burst of laughter!

"This is wonderful... my darlings have been hungry for so long..."

He didn't stop laughing until his stomach started to cramp.

He licked his lips with lingering satisfaction, and the hundreds of large tendons, which seemed even more glossy and black after devouring flesh and blood, slowly shrank back into his body like docile pets.

"Dessert is finished."

Ji Zuodao twisted his neck, his bones cracking softly, and his gaze returned to the corner of the wall.

"Now, it's time to enjoy the main course."

In the corner, Wu Wen clung tightly to Zhao Lingling, curling up into a ball.

At this moment, where was the slightest trace of the ruthlessness of a kidnapper leader?

He looked more like a pitiful father trying to protect his child from thugs.

"You...you stay away! I really will kill her! We'll all die together!"

Wu Wen's voice trembled as he roared, his voice fierce but his heart weak.

He confirmed that this tactic was absolutely effective against 749 people.

But looking at the large, black veins on Ji Zuodao's body that hadn't fully subsided and resembled the tentacles of an evil god, his heart pounded with apprehension.

But this thing... is it really from Game 749?!

Upon hearing Wu Wen's weak and feeble threat, Ji Zuodao almost couldn't help but laugh.

If he weren't so hungry, he really would have liked to play with him a little longer.

"Dog Lord!"

He called out lazily.

"Remember to save your breath, you'll be going to court later."

"Dog Lord?"

Wu Wen looked around in terror. Who was this monster talking to?

Besides himself and this monster, there was only...

His gaze unconsciously fell back on "Zhao Lingling," whom he was tightly holding.

In that instant, the little girl in his arms suddenly rotated her head 180 degrees at an angle completely contrary to her physiological structure!

On that delicately carved face, a pair of pupils emitted a ghastly green light, staring straight at him!

"Holy shit!!"

A chilling, bone-chilling nausea shot straight up from my tailbone to the top of my head.

Wu Wen was terrified and instinctively wanted to throw the strange thing away—

But it was too late!

Now it's not him grabbing "Zhao Lingling", but "Zhao Lingling's" seemingly slender little hand that's gripping his wrist like an iron clamp!

Under Wu Wen's utterly horrified gaze, "Zhao Lingling's" mouth suddenly opened.

It grew larger and larger, completely tearing apart the contours of its cheeks, revealing a series of spiraling, densely packed, pale white fangs inside!

It lunged forward and swallowed Wu Wen's entire hand in one gulp!

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

The sickening sounds of bones cracking and flesh being ground came in rapid succession!

That huge mouth was like a bottomless pit, swallowing Wu Wen's arm all the way up, from his palm to his forearm, then to his elbow, and it was about to swallow his shoulder!

It looks like they're planning to devour him whole!

"Get away from me, monster!!"

Wu Wen let out a piercing scream, his survival instinct was triggered to the extreme, and the spiritual energy in his body went berserk!

Deep blue flames burst forth from his body with a "boom"!

"Tsk!"

The dog, who looked like "Zhao Lingling," seemed to be burned by the flames. It immediately let go in disgust, nimbly leaped backward, and jumped back to Ji Zuodao's side.

"Hey, Dog King, you can't even bring yourself to bite?"

Ji Zuodao crossed his arms, a mocking smile on his face.

Dog-Grandpa raised his hand impatiently and swatted out the few blue flames that had gotten on his face.

On the delicate little girl's dough, where the flames had burned, several strange holes had appeared.

The edges of the cavity were curled and charred like burnt paper, still emitting wisps of smoke, revealing an indescribable darkness beneath.

"You brat!"

Doggy started cursing in Zhao Lingling's childish, childlike voice.

"You son of a bitch, what kind of cheap scraps did you use to plaster this skin on? It's so flammable! Did you skimp on my dog ​​food money to buy game credits again?!"

Through the hollow of the dough, one could vaguely see countless tiny, densely packed eyeballs huddled together, all staring intently at Ji Zuodao.

"Hey! Doggy, you can't possibly say that!"

Ji Zuodao looked completely innocent, as if he had been wrongly accused.

"You've raised me from infancy... no, you watched me grow up. Do you think I, Ji Zuodao, am that kind of person?"

"snort!"

Dog Lord rolled all his eyes at the same time.

"You're something else! You heartless bastard! I don't care, I want half of this!"

"Okay, okay, no problem, whatever you say!"

"Oh, right, before that..."

Ji Zuodao seemed to suddenly remember something and asked casually:

"Wu Wen, who commissioned you to kidnap Zhao Lingling?"

Wu Wen was stunned for a moment, and then a surge of joy at being saved from a desperate situation rushed into his heart!

There is a play!

This monster wants to know who's behind it all!

I have the information he needs!

I can still negotiate!

I still have value!

His mind raced, trying to figure out how to use this information to save his life, and a hint of hope for survival even crept onto his face.

However, before he could even speak, a lazy voice read out the exact words of the thought that had just formed in his mind:

"How would I know who the client is if I took on a job on the black market? No, I need to make up a lie to keep him calm."

This...this is exactly what Wu Wen had been planning in his mind!

Wu Wen's vision went black, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe.

My thoughts...were...read out?!

He looked in horror toward the source of the sound—

Dog Master had somehow managed to pull his dog skin back from Ji Zuodao's arms, skillfully put it on, and was now tilting his head, looking at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.

Seeing Wu Wen looking over, Dog King stuck out his long tongue and licked his nose, his tail sweeping rapidly on the ground, impatiently urging Ji Zuodao:

"Woof! You brat, are you done with the formalities? Can we eat now? I... can't hold back any longer!"