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Zhang Wei!

Though his face was covered in blood-red patterns, Qin Ran recognized this not-so-amicable temporary teammate at a glance from his familiar features and clothing.

The blood-red patterns on the other man's face, in particular, gave Qin Ran a sense of familiarity.

Even... a sense of closeness?

Subconsciously, Qin Ran stared at those blood-red patterns. Under his gaze, the patterns seemed to come alive in an instant.

They wriggled and twisted.

Like a blood-red snake slithering along.

Then the snake raised its head, its forked tongue hissing.

Qin Ran's eyes widened at once.

The blood-red snake head had appeared before him out of thin air. Its tongue flickered toward his lips, and an intense discomfort rose within Qin Ran's body.

It was like eating something bad—nausea and the urge to vomit.

But far worse than that.

Qin Ran grabbed the blood-red snake's head, and his entire palm immediately felt its slick, greasy texture.

He wanted to pull the blood-red snake head away from himself.

Or simply crush this bizarre snake head.

But beyond Qin Ran's expectations, the blood-red snake head was not only hard, but also possessed immense strength.

Qin Ran had to use all his strength merely to pull it away, let alone crush it.

The bizarre snake head, along with its tongue, moved inch by inch away from Qin Ran.

Once it had reached a sufficient distance, the bizarre snake head vanished, just as it had appeared.

Lawless's shout reached Qin Ran's ears—

"2567, don't look into its eyes!"

"That guy's possessed!"

"It's a Half-Dead Man now!"

Qin Ran turned his head and saw the faintly anxious expression on Lawless's face. At the same time, the scene before his eyes began to sway.

Qin Ran shut his eyes and shook his head hard.

The swaying sensation disappeared.