When the man walked into the residential building, another war broke out among the group of people.
At the beginning, someone took out a sharp knife, and then someone started wailing and fighting back while covering their wounds with blood oozing out.
He held the weapon and stabbed in the direction of his perception, but everyone knew that when the blood was on, perception was a piece of shit.
So he stabbed the third person naturally.
The fourth person, the fifth person.
They fought as a group, alerting the person behind them to attack, and trying to cooperate with another person to attack.
They joined hands in twos and threes, the strong one killed the weak life, and the strong one fought with the strong one.
Flying blood appeared out of thin air and scattered from the curtain. Their blood dyed the street scene red, far more than the amount of blood caused by Chen Qing.
It wasn't until the strong man killed another strong man that the heartbeat in his chest began to slowly calm down.
He was the only one left.
He opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. The poor whites of his eyes were pushed to the side, and the bloodshot eyes, which were no more than one or two millimeters thick, filled the entire pupil.
"There's no one left... there's no one left..."
He murmured softly, and his steps began to stagger. He turned around and took a few unsteady steps. Then, he saw the world in his eyes blurring. After taking two more steps, his eyes below the neck The organs began to lose consciousness.
He didn't know what happened to him, but his survival instinct prevented him from falling straight down.
He looked ahead, but couldn't see the captain's back. He looked beside him, and at some point, there was a young man standing next to him.
The young man raised his hand and shook his palm toward a certain place twice. Then, a necklace flew out of the residential building.
He moved his eyes in the direction that the target was home.
He struggled to smile, how young the boy beside him was.
He looks less than twenty.
The man thought with some pain, I survived the battlefield and dodged bullets.
But now he fell into the hands of such a young man?
The corners of his mouth twitched twice, but he could no longer smile.
Chen Qing looked at the twisted space beside him, pushed it slightly with his palm, and heard a dull sound of falling to the ground beside him.
He stood in a large pool of blood, but there was no joy in his eyes due to the victory.
He looked forward, and the necklace in his hand had been brought to his neck. The rhombus crystal at the end of the necklace had a different color. The light blue and pure white luster seemed to be caused by the light. After shining for a moment, a figure Then he appeared next to Chen Qing.
"One ran away?"
"Yeah." He nodded: "I can't keep it."
Bu Zhaozhao raised his head and his eyes stayed on the street scene in front of him for a moment, then he said "Huh" and frowned.
"Grand Theater? Isn't this non-relic..." She frowned, obviously a little confused. She urged Chen Qing twice: "Why don't you hurry back? Jiang Wan and the others..."
"I can't go." Chen Qing shook his head, picked up a stone from the ground beside him, and threw it towards the street not far away when Bu Zhaozhao was stunned.
With a "click" sound, the stone seemed to hit some invisible wall of air, and suddenly turned back two or three centimeters and fell to the ground.
"Is there anyone else?" She was a little strange.
"It's not human. At least... it shouldn't be classified as Homo sapiens at the moment." Chen Qing smiled as he spoke, but the look on his face was particularly serious.
He looked at the twisted street scene in front of him as it was torn away bit by bit, and they saw the twisted and strange creature standing on the street.
Its appearance violates the laws of biological evolution, and everything about it seems to be created for killing.
The upper limbs called arms are basically at the same level as the knees when placed naturally. The arms are round and huge. From the appearance, his body seems to be a little fat.
On the surface of its body, there are a large number of sunken suction cups that are two to three centimeters and less than two millimeters deep.
It looked at the person in front of it, and the two legs that were nearly two meters began to swing slowly. When it took a step forward, the pale yellow, bloated thighs with a circumference of nearly one meter began to tremble. On those legs, countless muscle fibers Forcing the fat under the body to reveal itself.
Taking the next step, Chen Qing watched its figure disappear into the air, its legs hanging on the ground very slowly just a moment ago.
In that one step, in that second, he disappeared from the ground.
Chen Qing's eyes were slightly cold, and his body's instinctive reaction was to retreat backwards. The force that exploded from his legs caused his body to spill blood in an instant.
He felt the huge force coming from his legs, and the relevant muscles began to ache. He gritted his teeth, looked down at the fracture in his waist, raised his head, and saw that bright yellow face appearing in front of him. in front of himself.
It seemed curious and somewhat interested.
It seems to be the first time it has seen an investigator who can move close to itself - or a human being.
It felt curious, so it stopped its attacking posture, its nearly 40-centimeter palm hovered in front of Chen Qing, waved twice, and waved twice at Chen Qing with extremely slow movements.
His face turned pale, and he once again backed away with all his strength.
"Chen Qing! Don't retreat anymore! The scope of the Grand Theater is not that big!"
The blood spilled on his waist flowed along his clothes. He gritted his teeth and took the Tai Sui meat in his arms into his mouth, unable to retreat... This was a very bad message.
Because at this moment, the creature seemed to be less interested.
After it saw the Tai Sui meat in Chen Qing's mouth, its interest shifted to it.
It slowly raised its legs, but it struck quickly. It stuck in front of Chen Qing and grabbed his arm with one hand.
Chen Qing's face turned pale. He could already feel the terrifying power coming from his arm. He struggled, and the severe pain even prevented him from seeing the slightest bit of hallucination caused by the Tai Sui meat.
His heart skipped a beat when the creature's other hand touched him.
The next second, before his consciousness had time to react, his body was torn in half from the shoulders.
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In the corridor, Jiang Wan listened to the approaching footsteps, but there was no trace of nervousness on her face. She drank Zhang Tinglan away and asked the girl to wait quietly in the toilet.
She was holding a gun, and the safety on the gun had been knocked down.
The gun was held in front of her, and her arms were bent in a diamond-like posture, with the barrel of the gun tilted and the front sight appearing in her eyes from the unloading corner.
She squatted slightly and stood in a posture similar to a horse's stance. She seemed to be waiting, and the moment the initiate came in, she approached the other person's body.
Yes, she had a gun, but she wanted to get closer.
She listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and the prediction of the sixth sense had stopped in front of the door.
Danger, that was her only reaction to the person outside the door.
He is the kind of person who is extremely sinful and makes people uncomfortable by nature.
She held the gun and held her breath. She listened, but the lock cylinder on the door had not yet been turned.
But at this moment, her sixth sense almost exploded, warning her of danger, danger.
Her eyes widened, but her terrifying reflexes made her jump away from where she was in an instant. It was also at this moment that she heard a dull penetrating sound coming from the door.
It's a bit like a bullet going through an iron door, and a bit like a sharp edge going through plastic.
With a pop, she saw an object with a cold light flying toward her.
Her hair stood on end, and she could feel the stinging pain on her skin, which was the most direct prediction of danger.
what is that? She couldn't see clearly, and she couldn't see clearly.
But she knew what she had to do.
She turned the gun diagonally upward, turning the gun almost ninety degrees, with the crosshair pointing from the right to the left. At this moment, she relied on her feeling and pulled the trigger.
The gunshot was particularly abrupt in the night, but it didn't wake anyone up.
The sparks from the muzzle of the gun lit up the entire starry sky in the dark night.
She saw the shining sharp blades like stars running toward her.
Her face was horrified, and after taking two steps back, she kept pulling the trigger.
With three or four shots, she shot down most of the flying blades. She looked at the wounds on her legs and waist, and her face became extremely nervous.
If the bullets from those few shots hadn't disrupted the trajectories of most of the flying knives, I might have had fist-sized holes in my chest and head at this moment.
Her expression changed again, from nervousness to calmness. She felt her hands that were shaking due to adrenaline became stable, and she felt that her somewhat numb body became warm.
She looked at the door, and there was a slight sigh from behind the door.
"It's okay."
He pushed the door open and saw the person behind the door.
