Chapter 322 The Last Request

In an abandoned factory on Deep Blue Street, Bingo was panting and looking behind him. He took off his monocle and put it in his pocket, speaking in a deep tone.

"Help me for the last time. I hope you can help me control my behavior after I lose my mind."

"Bingo, you woke me up. I will try my best to help you, but do you really want to do this? You still have a chance to run." A lady in white floated out of the glasses, and he looked at Bingo helplessly.

"Just this once, please." Bingo knelt on the ground and begged bitterly. Looking at his painful expression, the lady nodded gently.

"You can still live for a long time, why do you want to do this?"

"When my mother died, I lost hope. I don't want to become a monster after losing control. Even if I become a monster, he hopes that I will end him."

The lady was silent after hearing this. She couldn't persuade a person who was determined to die to come back no matter what. This was the first time she saw someone like Bingo.

"Run, why don't you run?" Ten seconds later, the extraordinary people in the club chased him. They looked at Bingo standing in the snow and showed a cruel smile.

"Hehe... Hahaha,... Wuwuwu..." Seeing them coming, Bingo collapsed on the ground, crying and whimpering, his voice was extremely creepy. He banged his head on the ground frantically, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was stained red.

"Crazy? Or are you going to commit suicide?" Seeing this horrified scene, the noisy superhumans in the club were surprised. Does this person have a grudge against them?

At this moment, Bingo, with a bloody face, suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and said something in a happy tone.

"Mom..."

After saying that, he cruelly tore open his mouth, revealing a scarlet tongue and mouth.

"Hehe..." Blood plasma spurted out of Bingo's mouth, and Bingo's rational eyes were gradually replaced by cruelty and bloodthirstiness. He knelt on the ground trembling.

"Squeak..." The sound of clothes being torn apart rang out, Bingo's back suddenly bulged high, and bone spurs stained with blood and flesh pierced through the clothes and emerged. Bingo lay on the ground, his head twisted 360 degrees, and he looked at them with his back facing forward and his face facing backward. His eyes shed black blood and tears, and the broken tissue of the eyeballs could be vaguely seen in the blood and tears.

"Mom..." Bingo's neck tore his skin, revealing his blood-red trachea. He looked at everyone curiously and continued to speak in a hoarse and suffocating tone.

"Gugugu..." At this moment, Bingo's head suddenly split open, countless deep red blood came out of his head, his hair fell with the blood, his head split into four petals, and a thin red stamen was twisting inside.

"No, he has mutated, run." The extraordinary people in the club saw this scene. Bingo's mutation only lasted for more than ten seconds, and it was too late for them to come back to their senses.

"Ka-ka..." Bingo's palm suddenly twisted back, and the bone Tashi mixed with blood foam pierced his skin. He staggered towards the few people. Although his steps were difficult, his speed was extremely fast. On his way, he was dragged out a blood-stained corridor.

"No..." A superhuman running behind suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. He felt cold behind him. A bone slag pierced his chest. He looked down and saw that his lungs were pushed out. He let out a terrible scream, which frightened the people in front of him and wished they had ten more legs.

"Gu-gu-gu..." Bingo's mouth spit out a lot of blood and water. His head held the superhuman's head in one mouth. With a crisp sound, red and white brain matter flew out from the cracks of the petals of the head and scattered on the snow.

Bingo, who got the food he was satisfied with, threw the corpse away and continued to chase forward.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Every few seconds, there was a scream from behind. The leader's face turned cold. He looked at the four people around him and spoke in a low voice.

"We can't run anymore. Stop. If we keep running like this, we will die. He is faster than us."

"Ah..." As soon as the leader's voice fell, the last one screamed. His body was torn into two pieces alive. Intestines, internal organs and blood were scattered everywhere. In the blood, the red monster crawled out of hell and smiled cruelly at them.

"Mom..."

"Go to hell." Seeing this scene, the leader took a step back first, and then rushed forward with a muscle. The other two superhumans also saw it. They had seen the speed of the monster, and they couldn't run far at all.

"Idiot..." The superhuman with a scar on his eyebrow saw this step, cursed in a low voice and continued to run forward. He had seen that the mutated monster of this guy was no longer something they could deal with.

"Ah..." Suddenly, in less than three seconds, a scream came from behind. Scar Beyonder looked back and saw that one of the three people who were besieging the monster had been killed, and the remaining two were struggling to hold on. Their magic and spells were completely useless. Although those attacks had certain effects, the monster did not cry out in pain at all. The stamens on his head gradually grew larger, and red silk threads as big as cotton threads suddenly erupted from the stamens.

"Ah..." The two saw only a black shadow, and then they felt pain in their eyes and mouths. The red thread pierced their eyes and mouths, bursting their eyeballs, tearing their mouths, and drilling into their bodies. In the blink of an eye, his flesh shrank rapidly, and in less than three seconds, two bodies with only skin and bones fell on the snow.

Scar Superman, who saw this scene, suddenly felt a chill rushing to his head. At this time, he saw several citizens who came out to play in the snow not far away from him. They were looking at this side in astonishment. His face suddenly brightened and he ran over there.

"For you..." After a few steps, Scar Superman picked up a child and threw it at Bingo, and he ran back.

Bingo looked at the child thrown over and immediately pounced on him. At this time, a white figure appeared on him, and she sighed softly.

"Your mutation has exceeded my ability, so I'll go with you... Bingo." The white lady's face turned cold and she hugged the crazy Bingo. She squeezed into the monster's body with difficulty. A net of red silk threads suddenly appeared on her fair face, and her pupils turned blood red.

The monster with a woman's head on the top, a red stamen in the middle, and Bingo's terrifying head at the bottom appeared in everyone's sight. The child who was thrown over felt a pain in his body and lost consciousness immediately.

"Okay..." Seeing that the monster was attracted by several citizens, the scar extraordinary man's face was happy, and he ran forward more quickly. At this moment, he suddenly felt his feet slip, and he immediately fell to the ground, and his body was dragged backwards.

"Hiss..." The scar extraordinary man looked back and suddenly felt cold all over. He saw the woman's head on the top of the monster looking at him cruelly. As for the civilians, they were just swept aside and did not seem to be in danger of life. Seeing this scene, he screamed immediately.

"Impossible, impossible, how can a monster have consciousness? This must be fake."

"Heh... Am I not?" An androgynous voice came from the head of the woman at the top. She stuck out her slender tongue and looked at the scar supernatural with greed.

"Ah... No, let me go." The scar supernatural looked ruthless, and a surge of magic power surged in his palm and slashed downwards, but the silk thread did not break. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the monster, the scar supernatural gritted his teeth and slashed downwards. As the warm blood sprayed on his face, the scar supernatural cut off his legs and crawled forward with difficulty.

"Mom..." At this moment, the head at the bottom suddenly screamed, and his head exploded. The flesh and blood tissue did not explode, but turned into a ball of twisted red silk threads, which twisted and pierced the crawling scar supernatural.

"Heh... no..." Scar Super felt the pain in his lungs and said something breathlessly. As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of red silk threads suddenly erupted from his mouth, eyes, nostrils, and ears.

"Tsk tsk, I said something was wrong, what a perverted monster." At this time, a man wearing silver armor and carrying a silver sword came out from the corner.

"Kill me..." Seeing this man, the lady's head at the top cried and laughed, and he spoke normally and abnormally at times, and his androgynous voice was a bit harsh.

"Still rational? Great." Hearing this, the Silver Saint slowly pulled out the long sword behind him, and the silver-white light that could blind the eyes erupted from his body. With a shocking slash, a sword mark of more than 20 meters long and 3.4 meters wide was split from one end to the other. All the buildings of the abandoned factory on the way were chopped into ashes. The huge sword energy storm disturbed the weather within dozens of meters around, and the thick snow was blown away, revealing the wet marble floor.

"Crack..." The sound of glass breaking rang out, and a single eye on the monster broke into several pieces and fell to the ground. A black line appeared on the head of the lady in white. She looked at the Silver Saint with a calm face.

"I met a different master, and also a good master, but unfortunately..."

"Huh..." The wind blew, and the monster under her collapsed, and pieces of black flesh and blood scattered all over the ground. The wind and snow continued to fall. The Silver Saint inserted the silver-white long sword into his back and turned away.

Not far away, a man wearing a black windbreaker, thin figure, deep eyes, slightly curly hair, and white gloves on his hands witnessed all this on the roof.

"Sky Sword, Dorke Maya." After saying that, the thin man disappeared out of thin air.

After a while, the people from the Discipline Institute of Bilin City rushed here. They immediately saw that the ground was full of broken limbs and arms, and the red internal organs were mixed with blood and excrement scattered all over the ground. Some new members of the Discipline Institute immediately covered their mouths and paused.

"There are living people." Soon the Discipline Office found the surviving citizens, and after shaking them awake, they learned some information.

"Sir, it's from the club, and..." Several professional corpse guards found several signs from the cruel corpses, and they immediately walked to a man in a suit, with a crooked bow tie, pale skin, a top hat, and a gloomy face.

"I know, what else?" Hearing that it was from the club, the man with the crooked bow tie showed a hint of surprise. At this time, he suddenly saw a bloody nameplate in the hands of the corpse guard. Looking at this familiar item, he reached out and took it up, and his face suddenly changed.

"Bingo..."