458 Consecutive Accidents

Ning Lang was tempting them and forcing them to take action, and soon, his two companions took the Deification Capsules. 

He threw his head back and crushed the capsule as well. The drug was like ice and fire as it trickled down his throat. 

Whoosh!

Hot waves gushed out simultaneously from their orifices. 

Their blood vessels and nerves bulged out. Spirit tattoos appeared on their skins in a zig-zagging manner, and they showed great, explosive power. 

The three people's faces turned as hideous and twisted as those of demons. 

They looked at each other. All of them wore really exaggerated demonic leather masks. They checked their equipment one last time and calculated the speed of the truck and the distance between them. 

Soon, the truck with the huge refrigerator behind it charged past them. 

The three people moved like ghosts. They quietly shot out of the bush and crawled under the truck.