I met unscrupulous teammates at the beginning, watch me turn the tide

With a look of amusement, disdain, and even contempt on his face, he pinched his nose, and glanced at Shen Bei with a pair of sinister eyes. He spat softly with disgust: "Hello."

"How good is it?"

Shen Bei's expression remained calm. After loading the last bullet, he turned the cylinder and it snapped back into place. He placed his arms on both sides of his waistline and asked slowly.

The young man's mouth curled up into a ferocious grin: "How can you have any friends if you talk like that?"

"Friend, can you fill your stomach?" Shen Bei raised his chin and said sarcastically, "Only dogs need it."

"Are you implying that your friends are shit?" The young man was obviously confused by Shen Bei's words and asked with an idiotic look on his face.

Shen Bei's eyes were still filled with coldness, and he said quietly, "Isn't it great to have a brain?"

"what."

The young man licked his teeth and said, "Momo-san was killed by your mouth bombardment, right?"

Shen Bei raised his eyebrows and immediately realized something.

The young man in front of him should be a man of Babatu, the leader of Shelter No. 5.

An eighth-level mutant...

The strength is still sufficient.

I just don't know what supernatural power this guy has activated.

At this time, Shen Bei smiled and said, "If you want to know how Momosang died, just go down and ask and you will know."

"So sure?"

The young man laughed arrogantly: "Momosan that loser, even if he died, Babatu would not be willing to avenge him."

"So, you're here for revenge?"

"Do not."

"Then I can only say..." Shen Bei's eyes were calm, dead, and solemn. He continued, "A good dog doesn't block the road."

The young man's eyes sparkled with a strange light, and a faint chuckle drifted in the air. "I just want to know if there are any mutually beneficial or mutually destructive properties between people."

Shen Bei said bluntly: "You think that I can kill a tenth-level mutant because I am born to be incompatible with him. Do you want to try it out and see if you can defeat me?"

"It seems we are equally smart." The young man spread his hands and said, "I really enjoy talking to you. It's not difficult at all."

Shen Bei curled his lips: "But you're wrong about one thing. The main characteristic of foolishness is thinking you're smart."

"You might as well call me stupid."

"I don't like to curse people, I only like to win people over with virtue."

"Then let me see what virtue you have!"

The next moment, the young man took out a bottle of medicine and poured it down his throat.

Distortion is coming!

But under the stimulation of the drugs, the young man's body began to tremble violently. There seemed to be thousands of fine lines wriggling under his skin, his bones made crackling sounds, and his muscles twisted and deformed like a living thing.

"There's no need for a warm-up." The young man croaked, extremely excited. "I'm laying my cards on the table. Don't let me down!"

As the changes intensified, his upper body gradually lost its human form, replaced by soft yet strong tentacles that danced wildly in the air, each covered with suction cups and gleaming with light.

The most striking changes are to the face, where the features blur and merge, eventually transforming into a central compound eye.

"My name is Molik. Remember my name and proclaim my power to Momosan!"

Shen Bei twisted his neck. This posture looked too familiar.

When he was escorting Niu Ben, he met Ba Ziyang and forced him to take drugs.

But now, this so-called Molik was decisive and directly revealed his cards.

"Sorry, I can't remember any of the bugs' names."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Bei raised his hand and fired a shot. The bullet pierced the air like a meteor, making a deafening whistling sound, and hit Molik directly in the center of his forehead without giving him any chance to react.

Just when Shen Bei thought he had succeeded, something strange happened.

The bullet actually passed through Molik's head and flew directly into the dense forest behind him, smashing a tree.

Shen Bei clicked his tongue. He had encountered this situation before, which was the Third Master's folding space.

But it doesn't look like that. When the Third Master activated this skill, the space around his head was distorted, and bullets hitting his forehead would produce ripples like water waves.