I Don't Like Women Anymore

Chen Ming was frantic, but he was still fast. He would have stepped forward for any of his teammates, let alone Xiao Ru.

It was time to show off his masculine prowess.

Just as the blade tore through the air and was about to slash Scarface, Scarface suddenly tilted his neck. A tentacle shot out like a steel whip and struck Chen Ming hard.

Thud!

Chen Ming took the heavy blow, lost his balance, and crashed face-first onto the ground.

"That was kind of embarrassing..."

He had just started to get up when another whistling sound came from beside his ear. A second tentacle shot toward him like an arrow, about to pierce through his back.

Chen Ming flipped up from the ground, threw away his weapon, and grabbed the tentacle tightly with both hands.

But the tentacle was covered in slimy mucus and incredibly slippery. It was also quite strong, slowly sliding through his hands and winding around Chen Ming's neck.

"Urgh!"

Chen Ming felt his throat tightening. A powerful sense of suffocation overwhelmed him, his face flushed red, and stars began to dance before his eyes.

Moreover, Scarface revealed a savage grin as two more tentacles extended from his back and whipped toward Chen Ming through the air.

The situation was already dire. He was about to die right there.

"Uncle Chen!"

Sun Yuhang and the others in the rear widened their eyes in alarm. They were desperate to rush forward and help, but it was already too late.

"Damn it... I told you not to show off..."

But just as everyone was panicking, a sudden change occurred. Chen Ming's entire body turned red, like a boiled crab, and scorching heat radiated from him as waves of heat spread outward.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Everyone was filled with