"An S-Class Firefly Protective Clothing, damn it, how did this kid get ten thousand points?" This was a tool that could save a life, so valuable that Zhang Hao would take the time out to drool over it on his wristwatch. If it wasn't for Tang Zheng's formidable power, he would almost crack open the black gun and try to steal it.
"What are you looking around at, Kill the Facehuggers!" Pang Meiqin screamed. She was quickly being driven mad by the monsters clinging to her. Compared to them, Bai Guo had it worse.
This dim-witted, busty young woman had been wearing the same junior protective gear offered at the beginning, which after being used in two fights, had its defense power greatly decreased. As such, some acid had splashed over her from a tear, corroding her flesh. Despite the pain, she bit her lip and refrained from making a sound, causing her face to turn pale white.
