Because this smell comes from Gu Qiqi, it blends into Gu Qiqi's original light fragrance, and it doesn't smell abruptly, but it's very comfortable.

But this time, the fragrance coming from the crowd was a hundred times stronger!

Gong Jue was dizzy and his palm suddenly trembled!

Not only was it not comfortable at all, but it also made him feel a little bored and irritable!

But the people who secretly held cold weapons in their hands were still afraid of death and attacked Gong Jue shamelessly while there was a camera blocking them!

Where is this reporter?

This is definitely a fake reporter dressed by mercenary Qiao Zhuang!

Several people were besieging the enemy with weapons. Gong Jue had only one poisonous sting that had just been taken from the other party. He could not leave a glimmer of life like he had just done.

Because, if he is a little softer, the enemy behind him will take the opportunity to give him a fatal blow!

His counterattack momentum became fierce in an instant.

Waving the poisonous stinger, he took the lead in stabbing a fake reporter who attacked him in front of him!

The man's wrist was cut, his sharp knife fell to the ground, and he bleeded blood and fell backwards.

Gong Jue continued to attack left and right, instantly knocking over the enemies on both sides.

In less than a few seconds, several besiegers were all repelled by him!

only……

These fake reporters who were thrown to the ground were all exaggerated and their wounds were sprayed out as if they were not worth it. They scared everyone to scream and retreat as if they saw such a cruel scene.

Gong Jue was even more evasive and was sprayed with blood all over his body.

Damn, do you think the wound is a faucet?

Gong Jue looked at the blood stains on his body speechlessly. There was no smell of blood at all. These mercenaries were not dedicated to the scene of blood-spraying blood when buying blood bags. They could not be more dedicated. They could buy more expensive blood.

It's actually some red ink...

Too fucking fake!

Gong Jue glanced at him speechlessly and coldly, and the fake reporters who were whining without any illness on the ground.

Just about to leave.

But I saw that the people around me had changed their faces.

Although the remaining more than 200 reporters received the money, they learned the news in advance and came to grab the gossip.

But they are indeed ordinary people.

Where have they seen such a bloody scene?!

Gong Jue was like a bloody man, stepping forward, making them shudder!

Gong Jue frowned, and the smell that floated from the crowd became stronger and stronger. Especially when he touched the wounds left by his body during the fight, it seemed that the fragrance penetrated into his body!

And a sudden unstoppable mania rose in his body!

This manic feeling is so familiar!

In an instant, I traveled through time from my memory more than ten years ago!

That was more than ten years ago, when he was sixteen years old, he slaughtered all the lackeys of Count Heff, and he felt manic that day!

Gong Jue tried hard to suppress the dryness, took a deep breath, and quickly pushed the crowd away and walked out.

No, he must leave.

If he stays again, he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself.

If he delays time, he is afraid that he will make changes that he will not expect.

After all, during the physical examination just now, even Bailang's world's highest-end scientific instruments were tested for the whole afternoon without any abnormalities.

The wolf-like factor in his body is too mysterious and too difficult to diagnose!

What's more, it's already late.

Qiqi must have prepared the New Year’s Eve dinner and is waiting for him to go back for dinner.

He had already agreed to Qiqi stay at the New Year's Eve together and have the first New Year's Eve dinner together in his life, but he could not break his promise!

He is going back!
Chapter completed!