The strongest force in the mutant camp, no doubt, the Apocalypse Society.

A mutant camp contestant controls the mutant leader Tutankarmen, with tens of thousands of variants and nearly two thousand mutant contestants. His overwhelming strength has made other contestants vassals.

The power split between the mutant camp contestants has never been a blooming flower, but the Apocalypse Society is the dominant one.

A high-level meeting was just beginning. The gorgeous conference room was extremely brilliant. The crystal chandeliers released a dazzling light. The tables and chairs made of golden nanmu were inlaid with exquisite gold edges, and there were even more beautiful Apocalypse female scholars serving tea and water around them.

More than ten people sat upright, only half of the chairs, and were disciplined. Under the intimidation of the BOSS of the Apocalypse, no one dared to speak out, even if they were cadres of the Apocalypse.

Even with the light radiated by the chandeliers, there are still several candlesticks on the French long table that hold candles, which are aromatic candles that release the fragrance during the burning process.

In fact, it is mainly to dispel the body odor of a general of the Apocalypse Society.

Fat body, greasy breeding pig.

Dirty sweat, pungent body odor.

Tumored caries, dirty fat.

Flattering eyes, curved spine.

Perfect interpretation of lowliness and despicableness.

He had ordinary eyes, and his lids were full of fat and pressed his eyes into a slit. His short hair that had not been washed for a few days looked very greasy, and his fat body almost crushed the chair.

Even so, no one dared to say anything to him because his combat power was enough to make him sit in this position.

On the main seat of the long table, there was a woman sitting, and everyone else dared to sit halfway through the chair, but she was all full, unrestrainedly crossing her legs and sucking mixed cigarettes in her mouth, polluting the air in the entire conference room.

This is a sexy and dangerous woman. The V-neck on the black evening dress opened with a full line. She tattooed a bright red scorpion in the middle of her chest. A tangled cobra on her fair neck climbed up to her left face. If these tattoos were removed, it would have the smell of a high-class lady. However, if these things were tattooed, it added a sense of killing and deterrence, and suddenly became extremely fierce, as if the deadliest poison.

"Four hundred people... Four hundred people were missing in an instant."

The woman was very puzzled. A hint of boredom flashed in her green eyes. She didn't know what actions the human camp had taken to achieve such an incredible thing. Four hundred people suddenly reduced their advantages.

The woman was very upset and looked at the fat man with her head tilted to look at the fat man, and she felt even more depressed. She directly stuck the hot cigarette butt on the fat man's face.

The fat man endured the severe pain, but still let out a muffled groan. The hot cigarette butt was stuck on his face, burning his skin and almost entering his mouth.

However, the fat man did not dare to dodge and gritted his teeth and carried it down. Fortunately, there was enough oil on his face, so the cigarette butts did not burn into his mouth. It was only half hot, and then it was extinguished.

A happy expression flashed across the fat man's face. This was the time to please the boss of the Apocalypse.

The fat man wriggled his clumsy body, got under the table, stuck out his tongue, and licked the soles of the woman's high heels one by one.

“Wu Jun

The woman exclaimed, spitted on the ground, then smeared the soles of her high heels, and the dusty saliva secretion stuck to the soles.

Seeing this, the fat man had a happy smile on his fat face, and he licked harder, and even made a slurred sound of pigs eating feed.

"Hahahahaha..."

The woman smiled, showing her neat white teeth, and laughed very happily, as if she had seen something rare.

The other senior executives in the conference room did not say a word, and did not dare to glance there, but just stared at the goblet on the table, and cold sweat oozed out of their foreheads.

"Why don't you laugh? Isn't it funny?"

The woman's expression became colder, and the solemn aura filled the entire conference room.

“Hahaha…”

"Ha ha ha ha……"

“It’s so interesting…”

More than a dozen people laughed out loud with makeup. Some of them had excellent acting skills and could show physical movements, such as holding their abdomen, or slapping the table with their hands. The acting skills were gold medals, and they could even interpret the happy tears in the corners of their eyes.

The woman's face looked a little better. Then the soles of her high heels suddenly stepped on the fat man's face and kicked him away several meters away, but the fat man's face was still filled with a satisfied smile.

The woman began to insult the fat man mercilessly.

"The maggots curled up in the corner."

"Ant hiding in the dark."

"The pig creeping on the stone trough."

"Don't let those who are inferior to themselves gain strength. Make sure they live in dreams. That is the most dirty and despicable thing in the world."

The woman glanced at the fat man with contempt. The bad news that the mutant contestant had died four hundred people improved slightly.

A woman can wear the essence of a fat man at a glance. I believe that in this fat man's original world, he is the ugliest type of person and the weakest type of person. Once these people who have been treated unfairly in society gain strength, the distorted heart will begin to expand, and multiply all the injustice he has suffered by ten times multiplied by a hundred times revenge on others.

Women have learned about the things fat people do in private. Whether it is molesting women Apocalypse or possessing other people's wives, this fat person is happy and disgusting.

The reason why a woman saves the fat man's life is because he has a role, and can serve as a powerful abandoner to charge and bring advantages to the mutant camp by sacrificing.

After the woman said something, the voices of approval came from the conference room. The woman was used to this trend of acnesis and didn't care at all.

At this time, the woman's projection ring flashed out a message, which was initiated by a person with scars on her bald head.

"James?"

The woman remembers this person, who is also the leader of a force. Although she is far behind her own organization, she is already considered to be a medium-sized among other organizations.

The woman accepted the communication request, and the projection ring immediately projected James' figure. He was covered in blood and gasped, and there was also a loud buzzing sound of the chainsaw.

Everyone in the conference room stared at this projection and did not dare to neglect the slightest.

An unexpected scene was that there was another person next to James, a man wearing a red leather coat with a terrifying pale skin.

"This is what you said, as long as I initiate a communication, you will make me die less painful."

James said begging to Rhode on the side.

"Of course, I, Rhodes, studied hard on the books of sages, was strict with myself, and was virtuous and would not deceive you with such things."

"Then... please."

Click!

A thunder pierced through James' temples, without any cruel scenes, and he walked very peacefully.

Everyone in the conference room was shocked and looked bad. Even the mentally retarded person knew that this man was from the human camp, and perhaps it was related to the number of mutant contestants who had rapidly declined!
Chapter completed!