Fatal Contact!

Isabella's high heels clicked on the pebble beach, making a teeth-grinding "click" sound.

Every step he took felt like stepping on the hearts of everyone.

She walked very slowly.

Those long legs, encased in black stockings, trembled slightly, but not out of fear; rather, they convulsed from extreme excitement.

At this moment, Hei Sha had just shattered the internal organs of a living person with a "Dragon's Roar".

The hot breath exhaled from its nostrils carried a strong, bloody stench, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

Five meters away.

Black Fiend's enormous vertical pupils suddenly turned, locking onto the tiny female human before him.

A low, rumbling growl came from its throat, and the scales on its neck bristled—a sign that an attack was about to begin!

"return!"

Someone in the crowd shouted in terror.

But Isabella ignored her.

She was like a fanatical believer walking toward an altar, her eyes glazed and feverish.

"Good boy...good boy..."

She stretched out her long, slender, fair hand, her palm covered in cold sweat.

She's gambling.

Since Jiang Han can control this beast, he won't just stand by and watch it get out of control.

She was also betting that this predator at the top of the food chain possessed some kind of spirituality that she could communicate with.

call--!

Black Demon suddenly lowered his head, and his huge snout instantly approached Isabella's face!

That instant.

A suffocating stench of decay mixed with the smell of sulfur hit us.

Isabella could even see the bits of meat stuck between its teeth, and its forked, scarlet tongue.

She froze.

The blood in my body seemed to freeze at that moment.

These are not lions or tigers from a zoo at all.

This is a demon god from hell!

The oppressive feeling that came from the depths of her genes made her mind go blank, her legs go weak, and she almost knelt down on the spot.

"roar……"

Black Sha narrowed his eyes, and Nobuko lightly brushed his hand against Isabella's cheek.

slippery.

Icy.

It has a rough, barbed feel.

It felt like being scraped by a file covered in slime!

Isabella shuddered violently, letting out a distorted groan.

That was a physiological reaction to extreme fear.

Her pupils were dilated to the extreme, and her heart was pounding wildly in her chest, as if it were about to burst at any moment.

however.

The expected tearing did not occur.

"Achoo—!!!"

Black Fiend suddenly sneezed loudly.

A foul-smelling, sticky liquid mixed with the airflow sprayed directly all over Isabella!

It shook its head in disgust and moved it away.

It seemed that the woman's strong perfume and cosmetics made the prehistoric behemoth, accustomed to the stench of corpses and decay, feel pungent and nauseous.

"It seems it doesn't like your Chanel No. 5."

Jiang Han's cold voice came from the side.

He crossed his arms, leaned against a rock, and looked at it with a mocking gaze.

"It prefers the taste of rotten flesh."

"You smell too good, it's afraid you'll get an upset stomach if it eats you."

Isabella snapped back to reality.

She's not dead!

She touched it!

The extreme thrill of dancing on the Grim Reaper's scythe sent her adrenaline soaring to its limit!

She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently.

The fear on her face quickly faded, replaced by a sickly flush.

She turned around and looked at Jiang Han.

That man.

That man who can trample and grind such a terrifying behemoth under his feet!

An unprecedented, intense desire to be conquered instantly consumed her reason like wildfire.

In that violent moment, Jiang Han was no longer an ordinary explorer in her eyes.

It is God!

It is the embodiment of power!

"ginger……"

Isabella's voice became sweet and hoarse.

Ignoring the sticky liquid covering her, she stumbled and rushed towards Jiang Han.

"You're so charming...you're simply..."

She pounced on him.

With her arms wrapped around Jiang Han's neck, she stood on tiptoe and pressed her lips, painted with fiery red lipstick and burning with heat, against Jiang Han's lips!

This is her weapon that has been invincible in countless missions.

No man could resist her passion after such a life-or-death situation.

however.

Just when her lips were only one centimeter away from Jiang Han.

One hand.

A large, cold, hard hand, like an iron clamp, gripped her jaw tightly!

Click.

The bones made a cracking sound.

The excruciating pain instantly froze Isabella in mid-air.

She opened her eyes wide in horror, meeting a pair of unwavering golden eyes.

There was no desire in those eyes.

There was no appreciation.

There was not even anger.

They only showed the same indifference as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Well……"

Isabella tried to struggle, but the hand was incredibly strong, almost crushing her jaw.

Her breathing stopped, her face flushed red, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"Stop with your act."

Jiang Han's voice was very soft, yet it pierced her ears like shards of ice.

"I don't like being touched."

"Especially women who smell like the dead."

The smell of the dead he was referring to wasn't the slime sprayed by the Black Fiend.

Rather, it was the bloodstains on Isabella's hands, as an agent.

boom!

Jiang Han flicked his arm.

Isabella was pushed away like a rag doll, three or four meters away, and landed awkwardly on the gravel beach.

One of her high heels broke off, and her skirt was torn, revealing a large expanse of her fair skin.

But at this moment, no one finds it erotic.

I just felt terrified.

"Cough cough cough..."

Isabella clutched her throbbing jaw and lay on the ground coughing violently.

She looked at Jiang Han, the allure in her eyes vanished, replaced by deep apprehension and... an even more frantic infatuation.

This man.

Is it made of iron?

Jiang Han didn't even glance at her.

He took a wet wipe out of his pocket and carefully wiped the hand that had just touched Isabella, as if it had been stained with something dirty.

Then, he turned and walked towards the lake.

"That's about it."

Jiang Han looked up at the sky; the sunlight was still blinding.

Although he had temporarily suppressed the Black and White Duo, their anxiety was steadily building up in this bright light environment.

If we stay any longer, there will probably be a bloodbath.

"Go back."

Jiang Han gave Hei Sha a cold shout.

He formed a complex and strange hand seal with his hands and uttered an obscure syllable.

That was an "edict" in the ancient corpse language.

"roar--"

Black Demon was granted a pardon.

It had long been fed up with this damn sun and dry air.

It gave Jiang Han a deep look, and the savagery in its eyes turned into submission.

Then, it turned its enormous body around, carrying the white demon that had been hiding in the water, and swam towards the center of the lake.

slam-la-

Huge splashes of water surged.

The figures of the two prehistoric behemoths quickly descended.

A few seconds later.

The lake returned to calm, leaving only a few huge whirlpools, still proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.

"They're gone...they're gone!"

The crowd on the shore erupted in cheers of relief.

Li Zhenhua also breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling the cold sweat on his back soaking through his military uniform.

He glanced at the young man standing by the lake, his back to him aloof, and a feeling of indescribable awe welled up in his heart.

one person.

Suppressing the restricted area.

This is truly a peerless national hero!

"Advisor Jiang!"

Li Zhenhua straightened his military uniform and strode forward.

"The press conference is ready."

"The whole world is waiting for you."

Jiang Han casually tossed the wet wipes she used to dry her hands into the trash can.

He didn't change his clothes.

He was still wearing that soaking wet black windbreaker, which reeked of corpses and mud.

The black gold ancient sword at his waist was still dripping water.

"Let's go."

Jiang Han said calmly.

"There are some things that I can say to the world through your lens."