Chapter 697 Not Too Smart

"That's it?" A very dissatisfied voice sounded: "You're stupid, and you don't look very smart at first glance."

Li Changqing looked at Liu Guang, whose eyes were empty, with disgust.

The corner of the gambler's mouth twitched unconsciously.

If he hadn't known about Li Changqing's mad dog-like character, he would have choked the other person.

So shutting up is the best option.

The others didn't speak either.

Li Changqing circled around Liu Guang twice, and then said in a disgusted tone: "That's all, for my dream of becoming a prison bully, I'll just make do with it."

After saying that, he opened his bloody mouth and bit off half of Liuguang's head in one bite.

However, because it is an ideological form, there are no bloody scenes.

Then Li Changqing swallowed it into his stomach in a few mouthfuls, as if he was chewing a piece of human-shaped pie.

After doing all this, Li Changqing lifted up his shirt to expose his belly.

He patted his exposed belly lightly with his palm.

Finally, his eyes fell on the gambler.

He grinned slowly and said to her in a perverted tone: "Hey, I remember your name is Nicole, right?"

"A big man with a girly name."

"I really don't understand what you foreigners think."

The gambler's expression froze.

His fist was as hard as stone at this moment.

It seemed that as long as Li Changqing dared to say one more beep, a fist as big as a casserole would fall on the opponent's face.

Eventually, the gambler let go.

It's not that he can't beat Li Changqing.

Mainly because this guy is just a scoundrel.

Still the kind of scoundrel like a mad dog.

It would be easier if I could kill him directly.

If you don't kill him, he'll stick to you like a dog-skin plaster.

You can't even sleep at ease.

Shadow once beat Li Changqing violently, and was later remembered by Li Changqing for thousands of years.

As soon as he is released, he will try his best to bite off a piece of meat from the shadow like a mad dog.

The bite cannot kill, but it can irritate people.

For such people, even gamblers think it is better not to provoke them.

Nicole, just be Nicole. If he wants to call her that, just let him. Anyway, as long as he doesn't recognize the name, that's fine.

Soon, the warden returned to his kind look.

He straightened his shirt with a calm expression, and then said to the doctor as if nothing had happened:

"Didn't Liu Guang choose the second one just now?"

Asked about this question, the doctor replied in a calm tone: "Actually, I only gave him one choice from the beginning."

"Just to make it easier for him to accept, I gave him two choices."

"Anyway, the final right of interpretation rests with me."

The warden pursed his lips and did not continue speaking.

The doctor looked at the prison doctor again, with a wise light in his eyes: "I remember Lu Xiao once said that you will become a god in this incident."

The prison doctor nodded and said in a confused tone: "Although I don't understand what this has to do with me becoming a god."

"But Lu did tell me about this at the time."

The doctor nodded and said, "I already know roughly what needs to be done."

Hearing the doctor's words, the prison doctor's eyes also lit up.

As long as one is alive, it is difficult to resist the temptation to become a god.

Prison doctors are no exception.

It's just that his ritual of becoming a god is destined to be impossible to complete.

However, the doctor did not explain anything to him, but looked at the warden.

"Mentor, I need you to do me a favor."

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The prison doctor opened his eyes and looked at everything around him, feeling at a loss.

Pedestrians walking around looked at him with strange eyes.

"Who is this guy's cosplayer? He looks quite realistic."

"I don't know, I've never seen this character in any film or television production."

"Looking at his height, I really want to take off his windbreaker to see how tall he is on a pair of stilts."

Listening to the whispers around him, the prison doctor only felt the noise.

Some people were talking, and some people had already taken out their mobile phones and stood next to the prison doctor and started taking selfies.

At this moment, the prison doctor seemed to be the center of the street.

Everyone around him gathered around him.

"This guy has been standing here for more than an hour, motionless. I thought someone made the statue and put it here."

At this moment, a girl standing next to the prison doctor took a selfie.

As soon as she put her phone back into her handbag, she felt her eyes begin to move upward.

She couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Ah~~"

The prison doctor held the girl's back collar with one hand and lifted her up to eye level with him.

A faint scent of perfume filled the tip of his nose.

The prison doctor took a deep breath and then raised his other hand.

The scalpel at the fingertips is extremely sharp.

With just a slight tap, a bright red appeared on the back of the girl's neck.

The sudden sting made the girl scream.

"Ah~pervert!"

"Help!"

But her cries for help went unheeded.

Because everyone saw the sharp scalpel on the prison doctor's fingertips.

Only then did they realize what kind of COS character this was.

This is a monster nearly three meters tall.

For a moment, some people chose to escape, and some people took out their phones to call the police.

The prison doctor ignored the chaos around him.

He carefully scraped off the little blood that overflowed from the back of the girl's neck with a scalpel, and then put it on the tip of his nose.

"How can there be no symptoms at all?"

The prison doctor felt very strange.

As humans grow up, they will have some symptoms in their bodies to a certain extent.

Some diseases have no symptoms and may accompany a person's life.

However, this asymptomatic disease is also a disease in the eyes of the prison doctor.

He is like a person who can't tolerate any sand in his eyes, and those diseases are the sand in his eyes.

And the girl in front of him is surprisingly healthy, with no disease in her body.

The prison doctor slowly exhaled, and then said to himself: "Maybe it's just an exception."

With this idea, he put the girl down.

As soon as the girl's feet touched the ground, she fled here frantically.

The prison doctor did not chase her, he turned his head and looked at a man who was making a phone call.

The man was calling the police.

Suddenly, he felt that he was being watched.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the head with the bird-beak mask.

For a moment, he felt his legs go weak and regretted why he didn't escape from here at the beginning.

Now he wanted to run, but his legs seemed to be out of control.

The prison doctor stepped forward and picked him up.

From his movements, it seemed that he was holding just a little chicken.