Bug Master In Doomsday

"Master..... This situation is definitely due to his body. Maybe something in his blood has some special reactions with the venom I poured..."

The little centipede thought for a while and gave a pertinent answer. Its wisdom is not low, it has the level of intelligence of a sixteen-year-old child!

"Is that so?" Wang Mang squinted his eyes, and subconsciously rubbed his chin. "It is estimated that he had taken the pill that the invaders made for him before. Otherwise, an ordinary ability person should not This change will occur."

"Regardless of this, let's see if the scabies in his body have read his memory completely!" Wang Mang waved his hand indifferently, letting the little centipede take out the scabies in the prisoner first.

"Kala~Kala!" Two scabies no more than the size of a fingernail crawled out of the prisoner's left ear. Their beetles were covered with a fishy soft shell, and the fishy smell followed their movement The whitish soft shell got stuck in the prisoner's ear, and two scabies crawled out with great effort.

Wang Mang raised his hand and caught the two scabies. One was placed on the palm of his left hand, and the other was placed on the iron table with a layer of black and blood condensed beside him.

"Om!" The golden insect pattern suddenly burst into light, and the dazzling golden light instantly merged with the scabies body, and a huge stream of information suddenly rushed into Wang Mang's brain!

A handsome teenager who was about 13 or 14 years old was sitting on the desk in the classroom, holding the textbook with both hands, and dozing off his head little by little.

Snapped! With the sound of the pointer swinging, with hands on her waist, the angry middle-aged female classroom was shouting at him hoarsely!

A clear scene passed away quietly, and another scene was like a real image, dressed in casual clothes, wearing ear studs, and a handsome face with a trace of unrestrained unrestrained youth, holding the hand of a girl in a long skirt, strolling along a path. The bustling pedestrian street.

Suddenly, the setting sun in the sky suddenly changed, revealing the evil charm like blood, and the first fission in the last days began!

The setting sun in the sky gradually disappeared, and the surrounding figures gradually blurred. Even the girl in the long skirt he was holding disappeared with the collapse of the picture. A spacious private courtyard was surrounded by imposing momentum. The mighty young man was sitting on a wooden chair and handed a notebook full of words to a stern middle-aged man in a Taoist robe. The two had a warm conversation with each other. Both faces were full of words. A satisfied smile appeared. Suddenly, things changed suddenly. A team of black-clad ghost killers appeared next to them, their faces were covered with insect masks, and the bodies of the two were suddenly **** by transparent steel cables. After a period of unnecessary resistance, they surrendered in despair.

In the last scene, Wang Mang's figure appeared clearly. In the dark and damp interrogation room, the sturdy man was grinning and stamped the branding iron on his belly, crunching, the iron door was suddenly pushed open, and his eyes were sharp as knives. Wang Mang and the warden Mo walked in.....

In just a few moments, the most profound images in the prisoner’s mind were read by Wang Mang. As time passed, a drop of sweat leaked out of Wang Mang’s forehead, and it took him half an hour to slow down. Opened his eyes, "Hoo-!" Wang Mang let out a suffocating breath, his eyes turned to the prisoner's body, staring at him for ten seconds, not knowing what he was thinking.