"Ugh—"
Not only was Scorpion, the person involved, dumbfounded, his angry and questioning voice abruptly stopped.
Even Cheng Leyi and Lin Xuhao, hiding in the distant corner of the wall, were equally gaping, their eyes wide open.
For a moment, both their thought processes were at a standstill, seriously doubting if they were seeing things.
This man wearing the Evil Ghost Mask?
Just now... did he... voluntarily open his mouth and swallow the dirty water mixed with deadly poison?
The torrential rain poured down, washing over the dark and desolate street.
In the middle of the street, that enormous water sphere composed of countless turbid liquids remained suspended.
Inside the water sphere, Fang Cheng even smacked his lips, spitting out a string of tiny bubbles.
Then, he let out a moan that sounded almost satisfied.
As if he had just tasted some peerless delicacy, with a lingering trace of delight on his face.
Next, under the incredulous gaze of Scorpion.
