In the dilapidated and empty city, Zhou Chen was sitting on the bed in the narrow security room. He looked at the woman's face on the television screen with a calm expression.
His expression was calm, but he was actually vigilant because this thing did not look kind.
Suddenly, in the small room that was slightly illuminated by the light from the television screen, a pale arm with an astonishing length extended from the television screen and grabbed Zhou Chen's neck!
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Zhou Chen immediately used his Eight Desolates True Energy to struggle free of this strange palm. At the same time, he was quite shocked. He did not expect this pale white arm to be so fast that he did not manage to dodge it even when he was on guard.
Violent energy instantly exploded outward with Zhou Chen as the center. The security room instantly exploded like a bomb, and even the nearby houses collapsed into nothingness.
