Chapter 617 - 280 Pseudo-Human Li Kai and Liang Liangzi (Add 1000 words!)_2
Old Yan let out a loud shout, but the sound seemed to be frozen and couldn’t be carried away.
Gradually, a hint of despair appeared in Old Yan’s eyes.
Gritting his teeth, he rushed into one of the shower rooms and turned on the showerhead.
"Hiss—Whosh—Whosh—"
Under the relentless cascade of water, his body was being washed ceaselessly, his body bursting forth with what seemed like a final glow, a sky-blue steam rising.
He frantically rubbed his hand against the waterproof shower curtain, not knowing what he was doing.
In a short while, the waterproof curtain was pulled open with a "whoosh," and the Chef in the green apron stood there with a vacant look in his eyes and a creepy smile that reached his ears, silently making eye contact with him:
"Classmate... want to eat a Tomato... to replenish some energy?"
"I’ll replenish your old Mu!" Old Yan wiped his broken forearm, which he had ground to be as sharp as a dagger, and it plunged deep into the heart of the Chef in the green apron!
It turned out he had no intention of suppressing his injuries. From the moment he realized something was wrong, he had already made the decision for this moment.
No one knew the pain Yan had to endure to sharpen his broken arm bone into a lethal spike, but Yan did it. He let out a low roar, and his spit mixed with blood foam gushed from his mouth. Like a victorious lion in a duel, he roared out his fury.