Nagini doesn''t want to kill Francis. After all, at this stage, he still needs to endure for some time.


    But the problem was that the accident happened so suddenly that Nagini never thought that the dead waiter would appear and lead to his being buried in a pile of smashed cars.


    Known mutants have five levels, but in fact there are only two mutants in the fourth level, one is Professor X, and the other is Professor magneto, a good friend of the professor.


    PS: "known" highlights


    As for level five?


    Before the emergence of the Phoenix, level 5 mutants only existed in legends.


    And now on the market, most mutants who can be independent are actually the third level.


    The reason why we say so much is that except for a few top mutants of the third level, only mutants of the fourth level can survive this explosion.


    So the question is, is Potter a fourth level mutant? Or a third level mutant?


    Although Francis now will not consider why Porter''s strength will become so strong, he will wonder why Porter''s strength will be so strong when this matter passes.


    Not to mention that Francis is not a good man, even if he is a good man?


    It''s like dogs can''t change eating shit. Human beings can''t resist the temptation of curiosity, such as those who eat wild animals.


    Here''s a word for you. The bat makes soup and the coffin reflects light.


    Therefore, Porter can''t explain the problem of strength.


    Of course, this alone is not the reason why Nagini wanted to kill Francis.


    After all, Porter is just a tool man in his eyes. Nagini won''t care what problems porter will encounter.


    But the problem is, Potter hung up!


    In the field of mystics, the kind of behavior Porter experienced at the moment of the car accident is called soul decomposition.


    In the field of science, Porter''s behavior is brain death caused by emergencies.


    According to the popular saying, the child hung up.


    So that''s why Nagini killed Francis.


    After all, the person who controls this body now is Nagini, not porter.


    Potter worked for Francis, but Nagini wasn''t.


    So for unnecessary trouble, such as revealing his identity, Nagini can only kill Francis.


    This is one of the reasons why the dead waiter shouted again.


    Because at the moment of Porter''s death, Nagini, who had no choice but to take over the body, had to instill blood into Porter''s body, which strengthened Porter''s body.


    Compared to Nagini''s real body?


    This is certainly not as good as, but this skin bag has begun to change dramatically because it is supported by Nagini''s blood as a skeleton.


    But the problem is, the dead waiter doesn''t care.


    All he knew was that Francis was dead, and he couldn''t find anyone to help him restore his appearance to the top.


    If you can''t restore your peak appearance, you won''t have the face to see your sexy girlfriend.


    What''s the point of living without a sexy girlfriend?


    Therefore, "Keng" made a sound of gold and iron, and the sharp Samurai knife cut Nagini''s neck.


    If it is a normal human, it is estimated that the head will be cut off.


    But the problem is, now standing in front of the dead waiter is not the psychopathic Porter, but the once strongest creature in the world - Nagini!


    The samurai Dao, although sharp, is only an ordinary Samurai Dao after all.


    This kind of weapon can''t cut even the neck of steel Hercules, let alone Nagini.


    Nagini, frowning slightly, grabbed the dead waiter lying on his body.


    The dead waiter''s height is 188 and Potter''s height is close to two meters. The body strengthened by Nagini''s blood is now nearly two meters high.


    With a height of nearly 20 cm, the dead waiter is a smelly brother in front of Nagini.


    The thick palm grasps the dead waiter''s shoulder and pinches the bone of the shoulder with a click.


    The backhand threw it out, just like throwing garbage. Nagini''s eyes flashed impatiently: "are you sick? Don''t bother me."


    Seriously, Nagini is not in a beautiful mood at the moment.


    It''s like stewing a pot of big dishes. It should have been stewing the fried cabbage and frozen tofu together, but now the frozen tofu has not been cut, and the cabbage in the pot is almost ready to serve.


    What about the impact?


    In fact, it has no impact. After all, it is a pot of stewed dishes. From the perspective of food, there is no difference in nutrition between the former and the latter except taste and taste.


    Even soft and rotten cabbage is more suitable for human absorption, but the only trouble is that it tastes worse.


    Nagini left Porter because he needed porter to help him find a mutant with space ability. Why didn''t he find it himself?


    It is because Nagini''s current identity and state are not suitable to appear in the human world.


    But the problem is that Porter is now dead. Only the dead waiter in front of him is suitable for his parasitism. But the dead waiter is different from Porter. Porter will succumb under his own torture. Will the dead waiter succumb?


    This has nothing to do with strength, good and evil. In terms of will, seemingly playful and unprincipled waiters are much better than those so-called superheroes.


    On the contrary, he didn''t care about the shoulder crushed by Nagini.


    Because of Francis''s death, the angry waiter couldn''t help howling at Nagini:


    "Shet! Don''t think you''re the protagonist. I''m afraid of you? In Marvel''s novels, the iron waiter and the protagonist of running water, I''m going to kill you today."


    His brow was slightly wrinkled, and a flash of confusion flashed in Nagini''s eyes: "what are you talking about? I didn''t hear you clearly."


    "Cut, damn dimensional wall!"


    The waiter stared angrily, "I said I would kill you!"


    The muscles were bulging. On the black body reflecting the metallic luster, under the bulged muscles, the strong muscles swam around like a dragon.


    Looking at the dead waiter in front of him, the X gene in his body, stimulated by Nagini''s strength, made his body stronger and stronger: "what do you want to do?"


    Now, there are two meters of Nagini.


    The whole person''s momentum was infinitely high, and Nagini jumped without fear.


    "Pa!" sounded like an octopus. The dead waiter wrapped himself around Nagini. He probably felt something pressing and panicked, and the dead waiter twisted his ass.


    "Right gun?"


    The black faced Nagini tried to tear down the pervert lying on his body: "get out, I''m not interested in men."


    However, the waiter clung to Nagini''s body. The most extreme thing was that the guy seemed afraid that Nagini would throw him out, jumped up, locked Nagini''s waist with his two legs, and looked at Nagini''s strong body with drooling eyes:


    "Don''t like men? It doesn''t matter. I''m interested in men."


    Nagini, who felt his body cold, slapped his backhand: "get out!"


    "Don''t... ah... How big!"


    "Don''t try so hard... I can''t stand the birds, ah ~ ~"


    On the smoky highway, the voice was loud and red. Nagini''s face was red, and he glared with shame. "Fuck! Shut up, please!"


    The waiter lying on Nagini''s chest looked up at Nagini, looking pitiful: "cure my face."


    It''s not so easy to cure the dead waiter''s face.


    In theory, it is impossible to cure the dead man''s face unless he has the ability to completely kill the dead man, just like the two sides of a coin:


    "I can''t do it. Come down quickly."


    Although he knew it would be the answer, the waiter turned his eyes: "cut, you spicy chicken, it''s good to say that you are a jumper?"


    Looking at the dead waiter lying on his body with an unhappy look, Nagini frowned and filled with impatience: "what are you talking about? Don''t always say something I don''t understand."


    "And get off me."


    Come down? That''s impossible.


    How can a man who has been waited on by me be allowed to lift his pants and run away?


    Facing Nagini''s warning, the dead waiter not only didn''t let go, but clamped Nagini''s waist more forcefully with his legs: "I don''t care. You must be responsible for me if you do so much to me."


    Then the waiter put his head on Nagini''s broad and hard chest and twisted his flustered ass disgustingly.


    I have to say, this guy is really big, not right, really hard, not right. Forget it, that''s what it means anyway.


    And when the dead waiter made up his mind and depended on Nagini not to go.


    He heard a voice full of disgust behind him: "eh ~ ~ so disgusting, you two..."