Sudden Death

The facts proved it.

The Great Power Faction was just as Zhang Ping had judged: a rabble.

When Ma Cheng crouched down and raised his hands, every member of the Great Power Faction followed suit.

The Patrol Team handcuffed and took away the ordinary people without abilities, while the members who had suddenly gained abilities were sent to Gui Tower for detention.

Half an hour later, in an interrogation room.

Zhang Ping sat across from Ma Cheng, smiling as he watched sweat pour down the man's face.

"Name?"

"Ma Cheng."

"Sex?"

"Male."

"Age?"

"Forty-five."

"Ability?"

"Well... I'm not too sure. My tongue just seems more flexible and stronger."

"What were you planning to do to Gui Tower?"

"..."

Sweat poured off Ma Cheng. He looked at Zhang Ping in terror.

Just as he opened his mouth to make an excuse, his entire face rapidly aged.

He screamed in agony and fell from his chair, his whole body convulsing and twisting on the floor.

His long tongue flopped out of his mouth and hung down to the floor. In just a few seconds, he was at death's door.

At first, Zhang Ping thought Ma Cheng was putting on an act, but he soon realized the man's life force was rapidly fading.

Just then, Zhang Shouzhong pushed the door open and rushed in. "Zhang Ping, this is bad! Those people... they're all just like him."

"Hold on!"

Zhang Ping crouched beside Ma Cheng, transforming one hand into King Blood.

As his blood seeped into Ma Cheng's body, he found that the man's body was now like a funnel, with life pouring out of it.

"So there really is no such thing as a free lunch!"

Zhang Ping had been puzzled earlier. Could there really be a perfect ability potion that demanded no