At this time, Lotson was almost drained, and the flesh and blood body he had barely constructed was too loose to be human. The two eyeballs embedded in the rotten flesh head stared at the person in front of him.

A young man with brown hair and a slicked-down hairstyle, wearing a navy blue single-row metal button suit and cotton twill khaki pants.

A pair of eyes on the fat face looked down at the deceased, like staring at an ant.

"A fallen gentleman? So weak..."

"Ah! How dare a fat man like you look at me like that!"

Lotson planned to burn everything, burn his essence and blood, and attack the young man in front of him with all his strength.

Just when the bright red claws he condensed were about to reach the young man,

There was an intermittent electromagnetic interference sound in Lotson's ears, and at the same time a pair of cold and slender arms put his shoulders from behind,

A sense of danger beyond his comprehension penetrated the depths of his soul.

"Don't say my brother is fat...go to hell!"

Two arms connected with cables clasped Lotson's head, inserted his fingers into the skull and crushed it with brute force!

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!