After numerous attempts, Wen Wen finally gave up on trying to destroy the stomach on the spot.
Because in a sense, this thing was immortal.
Even if Wen Wen smashed it into particles the size of flour, even if it was burned to charcoal by fierce fire, it still wriggled, and given enough time, it would eventually coalesce into a stomach again.
There was an execution room inside the Sanctuary that could completely eradicate such undead creatures, but the problem was that this thing could not be brought into the Sanctuary.
After thinking for two seconds, Wen Wen took out a metal box, collected the mud nearby, and brought these things to the Hunters Association in Xihong City.
At the moment, it seemed he could only leave the matter to the Hunters Association.
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Tao Qingqing stood in front of the car wash, watching the car washer blast the sports car with a water gun.
