Yang Ni carefully covered the conical bottle with half a bottle of pepper left, and then carefully stuffed it into the pocket of the leather jacket. Although he didn't know what it was for, he still had to put it away.

Although Yang Ni saw the opportunity quickly, he picked up the pepper bottle that fell to the ground as soon as possible, half a bottle of pepper was sprinkled out.

Yang Ni raised his head. Since the meat ball is indestructible, it seems that the only thing that can be escaped is the gap above that has not been completely blocked.

The slender gaps were arranged in a spiral shape, about 4 meters above the ground. If Yang Ni jumped hard, he could barely reach it, but there was no place to focus on it. There was sticky liquid everywhere, and it would slide down even if it was caught.

More mucus fell on Yang Ni's body. After each drop of it touched the skin, a burst of sour and smelly smoke would rise, and then a blister would burst immediately, and his flesh would turn into liquid and flow into the meat pad below.

Soon, Yang Ni turned into a blood gourd, and his throat was desperately suppressing the pain.

However, just as he jumped up for the second time, the silver knife hung in the gap above, but before he could hold on for 3 seconds, he fell down again, the flesh ball that was originally squirming slightly stopped immediately as if it was stimulating.

Immediately afterwards, the glands on the flesh wall suddenly began to secrete a large amount of mucus, which poured on Yang Ni's body.

Even so, Yang Ni still did not give up hope. He knew that as long as he relaxed at this time, it would turn into a pool of meat sauce and stay in the meat ball forever. He used his shoulders, knife, shield, and even teeth to bite the meat wall that seemed to never be torn apart.

However, at this moment of death, he actually smelled a faint smell of pepper at the end of his nose.

I don’t know if Yang Ni’s attack has effect.

The flesh wall suddenly began to twist in pain, and the originally smooth blood-colored flesh wall began to rise and fall like waves, as if it was trying hard to endure some great pain.

In a trance, Yang Ni seemed to be able to hear some sharp wailing sound that did not pass through his ears, but entered his brain directly.

Yang Ni's skin had been corroded cleanly, and the fat under the dermis has not lasted for much time. In several serious places, white tendons even appeared.

He finally couldn't hold on anymore, his legs became weak and he fell into the mucus. Large areas of muscle tissue gradually turned into liquid and flowed down from his body.

Is this game still going to lose?

In the last moment of his life, Liang Chun, who was pale-faced, appeared in front of him like a slide, always inexplicably angry cookies, Ma San, who was timid but had fought side by side with him...

In the hospital, next to my grandfather's bed, the graphics on the heartbeat detector turned into a straight line with a long "drip".

However, it seemed that the violent fluctuations on the meat wall infected the entire meat ball, and nearly half a meter deep inside it caused waves under the stirring of the meat pad at the bottom.

Immediately afterwards, the meat ball suddenly began to shrink inwardly, and the water level of the mucus also rose, and it had already exceeded Yang Ni's waist.

His consciousness was disappearing little by little, his body tilted, and he was about to fall into the mucus completely.

At this critical moment, the meat ball seemed to have endured it for a long time, but in the end it couldn't help it and suddenly exploded.

A powerful airflow gushed out of the meat pad at the bottom.

The small meat ball suddenly became more than twice the size. The small gap at the upper end could obviously not withstand such a large change in air pressure. There was only a muffled sound of "pop", along with the mucus inside, the broken branches and Yang Ni, who could no longer see the shape on his body, were sprayed out together.

The entire carriage seemed to be suddenly hit by a storm. The various green plants growing densely were blown away. The tiny branches could not bear it and fell off the car body. Several particularly thick ones were blown tightly by the evil wind.

The No. 8 carriage, which was originally like a primeval forest, was in a mess, but in this way, it showed its original appearance, and the two rows of seats were also exposed.

At this time, the entire half of the carriage was covered with strongly corrosive mucus, and when they touched the parts on the carriage, they also made a "sizzling" sound.

However, this mucus seemed to have a very weak effect on metal creation, and it was completely ineffective against plants. Although the carriage was filled with a pungent sour smell and a large amount of white smoke, the corrosion was stopped soon and did not cause much damage.

Two minutes later, the scene of the white smoke slowly dissipating in the car became clearer again.

In the gap between the two rows of seats, a bloody thing seemed to tremble slightly. Then, "he" slowly reached out his hand, fumbled and opened the specially made package around his waist, grabbed a handful of yellow talismans from it, and struggled to take it to his eyes.

This small action seemed to have exhausted all his strength. After resting for half a minute, he opened his almost sticky eyelids with force, stretched out a finger tremblingly, and looked at the yellow paper in front of him one by one.

During the whole process, except for his hands, other parts of his body remained motionless, as if they had completely stuck to the train floor.

His eyes could no longer see anything. Fortunately, this talisman is a prop, and as long as it is held in his hand, you will know how to use it.

After exploring for a while, he finally found the one he wanted.

A lot of the tendons and muscles of his right hand finger have been melted, and some parts even have white bones exposed. The movements of his hands are already very inflexible, giving people the illusion that they will break their muscles by accident.

His teeth creaked, and at this moment, he bent his middle and index fingers and grabbed the talisman with his middle finger. His ring finger and little finger tried hard to hold his thumb. His lips, which had been completely stuck together, slight fluttered, and every time he moved, a pool of blood would flow out.

"The clear heart is won, the water and mine protect the body, and urgently follow the law and order, and the imperial edict!"

He used these simple words several times before he could barely recite them in full.

With the disappearance of 1 point of mental power, he finally couldn't hold on. His body relaxed, and his fingers could no longer hold the yellow talisman, and finally fainted.

That's right, this person is Yang Ni who was sprayed out by a blood-colored flesh ball.
Chapter completed!