Chapter 46 (2/2)

At this time, Alan immediately got up and ran outside, shouting for help while running.

But just as Alan ran to the stairway, Jonathan rushed out of the office immediately. He threw Alan down from behind, reached out to tear up the last piece of her clothes. Looking at her white body, Johnson yelled and was about to press down.

However, at this time, an iron pipe flew from the left side, and it was in the middle of Jonathan's head. The iron pipe was very powerful. Even Johnson couldn't help crying out in pain, covering the place hit by the iron pipe and rolling down from Alan's body.

At the same time, Shalan quickly came to Ailan's side, helped her up and blocked her behind, and quickly took off her coat and put it on her.

”Miss Alan, Jonathan is crazy. Get out of here. I'll stop him.”

”Saran, let's go together, as long as we get to the security office.”

Alan's words had just finished. Before Shalan could reply, Johnson stood up again. He looked up slowly, looked at Sha LAN and Ailan, and said with a grim smile: ”go? Neither of you can leave! ”

As the voice fell, Jonathon's eyes instantly turned dark red. There was no difference between pupils and white eyes. The blood vessels on his body beat like earthworms and covered his whole body. The skin on his body became very rough, covered with lizard like cuticle, and his fingernails and teeth became sharp.He reached out his long tongue and licked his lips and nose. Jonathan walked step by step towards saran and Alan, grinning at the root of his ears and giggling.

”Saran Winman, I've been looking forward to the day when I can kill you myself.”

Looking at Jonathon, who didn't look like a normal person, saran chuckled and whispered, ”you're not qualified to kill me yourself.”

”Let's see if I'm qualified enough now!”

With a low roar, Jonathon rushed to Shalan.

Shalan stretched out his hand and pushed Elan behind him. He immediately lowered himself to avoid Jonathon's sharp claws. His fists continued to bombard Jonathan's abdomen and chest.

However, to Sha Lan's expectation, he only felt that his fists hit Jonathon's body, just like hitting a tire, and the tenacity of his skin was far beyond Shalan's expectation.

He rolled around on the ground and avoided the claw that Johnson pulled down. He looked at the quick but unorganized movement of Johnson. Saran's eyes narrowed. Johnson's physical strength and speed were stronger than him, but he had no combat training. Such a person can easily see the prelude and track of various attacks and defenses in the battle For Shalan, this is his chance.

Power on!