Chapter 85 1 child in 1 eye
Song Bing's pupils turned into different colors, glowing with a strange light.
At this moment, Song Bing's temperament also changed, becoming strange and evil.
"Boom~"
Several bodyguards came in with guns and sticks, their faces showing ferocious expressions.
However, the moment his eyes came into contact with Song Bing's strange eyes, he was struck by a forbidden force that struck his soul for the first time.
Facing Song Bing's kind and handsome smile, it was more like the beckoning of death...
[Ding ~ Successfully sent away severe drug addiction, merit -1]
[Ding ~ Successfully sent away severe drug addiction, merit -1]
[Ding ~ Successfully sent away severe drug addiction, merit -1]
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As long as they looked at each other with different eyes, Song Bing had already given them the disease.
"Ahhhh..."
"I feel so uncomfortable, give me medicine, give me medicine..."
The next second, their whole bodies suddenly itched unbearably, and they instantly fell to the ground, twitching and struggling, making miserable screams.
The sudden scene caused the other people's expressions to change drastically and their whole bodies to tremble violently.
They didn't know what to send.
I don’t understand why these people suddenly fell to the ground as soon as they got close to Song Bing.
As if possessed.
"Kill him, kill him, he is a devil, he is not a human being."
Someone screamed ferociously, awakening everyone who was distracted.
They raised their guns, aimed at Song Bing, and were about to shoot, but they were greeted by Song Bing's haunting eyes.
"Ahhhhh..."
With one glance, everyone who came into contact with Song Bing's eyes was instantly addicted to drugs and fell to the ground immediately.
People outside heard screams, and bodyguards kept barging in, but the end was the same.
One look at a child.
Like Medusa's petrified eyes.
The only difference is that Song Bing's eyes are the source of the rapidly spreading plague.
In the end, Song Bing even walked out and cleaned up manually if he could.
Saving merit.
"Ah~ kill me, kill me..."
Soon, the entire manor was filled with screams.
Under the influence of severe drug addiction, they are like crazy ghosts, suffering from insanity, shortness of breath, nausea and vomiting...all kinds of terrible symptoms occur frequently.
He couldn't even hold the gun steady, so he hurriedly crawled away to find drugs or to die, so he couldn't care less about Song Bing.
They might not be able to figure it out until they die. They originally just wanted to ask Song Bing to be a scapegoat.
Solve Dyson, inherit the property, and then control Song Bing.
But they never thought that a veterinarian would be invited to treat them with a serious illness...
After confirming that there was no threat, the strange light in Song Bing's eyes dissipated and he closed his forbidden pupils.
All of a sudden, I just felt that my eyes were a little swollen, painful and congested, and my brain was a little dizzy. This should be a side effect of overuse.
However, this side effect was far less than Song Bing's inner shock.
This skill is so awesome.
There is no need for him to do anything at all, just one glance can make people return to their hometown.
It’s just that the merit is spent too quickly.
I just looked around and found that dozens of merit points had been spent.
"Superman, you actually used Cyclops. You are my idol from the very beginning."
Among the screaming crowd, Karl stood up excitedly and looked at Song Bing like a little fan admiring his elder brother.
"It was just a fluke, nothing compared to you killing Thanos."
Song Bing smiled modestly.
"Hehehe, thank you for that. This is what I should do."
Carl smiled naively, lowered his head and kicked Kenny, who had already stared at him, and scolded him unceremoniously: "Humph, everyone will be punished for this kind of birth."
Song Bing: "..."
What a great man who sacrifices his relatives for justice.
"Iron Man, things have been settled here now. Thanos is dead, but his son Carl is still causing trouble in the world and needs your help."
Song Bing patted Karl's shoulder and encouraged him.
"What? There is a little evildoer. I must kill him and restore world peace."
Karl looked at death as if he were home, immediately pulled down the curtains and put them on, and set off in high spirits.
Don't forget to turn around and blow Song Bing a kiss.
"Come on, boy."
Song Bing's mouth twitched slightly, and he also gave Karl an encouraging look.
After Karl left, Song Bing glanced at Dyson on the hospital bed.
Then he lowered his head and picked out the man who just wanted to order his death, slapped him out, and temporarily took away his drug addiction.
The screaming man felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He only felt his body that had been suffering a lightening, and no longer felt any discomfort.
"You have one minute to explain, start the timer now." Song Bing reminded with a smile.
The man trembled all over, first he was frightened and urinated. Then he looked at Song Bing, as if he was seeing a devil, and he already scolded Kenny's mother countless times in his heart.
What kind of monster did that bastard invite?
But facing the threat to his life, the man still knelt down quickly and kept kowtowing, begging for mercy and explaining, "Spare your life, Master Song, spare your life, it's Kenny. He asked us to join in the design to frame you, to force you to kill this old immortal, and then inherit the family property. Then use this to control you.
All this is his plan and has nothing to do with me. I was coerced by him. Spare me, spare me..."
Men keep distancing themselves from relationships.
But he forgot that he was not vague at all when he pointed the gun at Song Bing.
From the moment he joined this conspiracy, no one present was innocent.
"Good explanation, reward will be given."
A minute passed quickly, and Song Bing nodded approvingly, recognizing the man's eloquence.
And just when the man was granted amnesty and thought Song Bing would let him go.
Song Bing gave him another big kick, slapped him back into the crowd, and at the same time gave him away the drug addiction just now.
The man's eyes widened, and the familiar feeling came again, and he shouted passionately again.
Song Bing turned his head, looked at Dyson on the bed, and said with a smile: "If you keep pretending to be dead, I will really kill you."
Dyson's old body on the hospital bed trembled, and he quickly climbed up and knelt in front of Song Bing, "Thank you... Doctor Song for your life-saving kindness."
"Did you hear what I just said?" Song Bing asked with a smile.
"Yes... yes, thank you Divine Doctor Song for letting me see all this clearly."
Dyson's old face was livid. He never imagined that these great children he had raised so hard would be so eager to die.
"No need to thank you. Do you know why I spared your life?"
Song Bing gave an appropriate reminder.
Dyson's old body trembled, and he quickly spoke in fear, "I am willing to give you all the property of the Howard family, and I am willing to be your servant to manage the property for you, and I will handle this matter properly."
He is old, but he is not stupid for being alive till now.
Song Bing kept him because of his value.
"Very good. By the way, I would like to remind you that although all your diseases have been cured by me, you are already very old. If you want to survive, you must come to me once a month to renew your life." Song Bing nodded in approval. .
Why did he want to save Dyson? Naturally, he is interested in the wealth of the Howard family.
Just treat it as compensation for his loss of merit.
But in such a big family, so many people suddenly became inexplicably poisoned overnight.
You can imagine how much of a stir it would cause.
And it was obviously impossible for him to swallow this windfall alone.
At this time, Dyson, as the controller, is undoubtedly the best person to handle all this.
"Don't worry, Divine Doctor Song, I won't let you down."
Dyson burst into tears when he learned that Song Bing could extend his life, and he was even more grateful to Song Bing.
"hope so."
Song Bing smiled, took the medicine box on his back, and left leisurely.
"Father...Father, I was wrong, please help me."
After Song Bing left, the desperate and painful man lying on the ground cried and begged Dyson.
But what he got in return was Dyson's indifferent killing intent.
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