Jackson is a chatty person, always looking for something to talk about no matter what.
Now, while he was picking off the gold jewelry and lifting the dancer's body, he became curious about the dancer's skin.
Because he was collecting the dancer monster's body in a group of two, he felt something strange about the touch in his hands when he was lifting it. Therefore, after carrying the last scattered corpse of the dancer monster to the centralized stacking area, he did not throw it together, but put it aside.
He laid the body of the dancer monster directly on the ground, and then used the spotlight flashlight in his hand to examine it carefully.
"What's wrong? Why is this body lying flat like this?" Chen Mo asked curiously.
"Hey! I want to take a closer look, it's really weird!" Jackson muttered while shining his flashlight on it.
"Why is it weird?" Chen Mo asked. In fact, he was also a little curious. These dancing monsters are at least nearly a thousand years old monsters. Why are they soft to the touch in their hands?
"Look, the skin of these monsters is so good! And it's also elastic, look at it." Jackson pressed hard with his finger, then raised his finger and found that the monster's skin was actually elastic and could Rebound slowly! The small pit that was created by pressing it with my fingers was flattened out in a short time.
As for the monster's skin, don't talk about it. Fair skin, not just a little bit, but the whole body is white, delicate and smooth. If it hadn't been for the monster attack he had just experienced, no one would have regarded this body as a monster, but would have thought it was a sleeping girl.
"Monroe, why do you think the skin of these monsters is so good? And I see that there doesn't seem to be any blood in the monster's body." Jackson asked, the bright flashlight in his hand shining on a hole on the monster's head. Check the bullet holes carefully. This guy even took out a bullet, inserted it into the bullet hole and rotated it. Then he took out the bullet and looked at the bullet. There was no trace of blood at all.
Chen Mo squatted down and took a closer look. He found that the inside of the bullet holes on the monster's body did not behave as it should when hitting a human body. Instead, it looked like flesh without blood, with only tissue in the bullet holes. Skin, but no trace of blood.
He took out a knife and cut open the monster's arm. Only then did he find a solidified brown object in the blood vessels of the wrist. When I touched these brown objects with the tip of the knife, I discovered that they might be the mutated things of blood.
It's a little soft and smelly, but it appears solid. This means that the blood on the monster's body may turn into this kind of thing.
"Is this the monster's blood?" Jackson asked curiously as he watched Chen Mo tinker.
"If not, what is it doing in the blood vessel?" Chen Mo rubbed the knife on the clothes of the monster's body, cleaned the knife directly, and then inserted it into the scabbard.
"So, how did these form?" Jackson asked.
Chen Mo shook his head. He didn't know how these were formed, and he had never seen them before. Even zombies have blood flowing on their bodies, but it's just sticky. But now the blood on this monster's body has turned solid. I really can't figure out how good this skin is.
Jackson looked at Chen Mo's actions and understood that he didn't know either. Of course, Jackson didn't necessarily know the answer, he was just curious.
Continuing to observe the monster, he followed his gaze and saw the monster's face. For a moment, he asked Chen Mo curiously: "Hey! Monroe, do you want to see the faces of these dancing monsters and what they look like?" "
The clothes on the dancer monster and this scarf should be good things. After nearly a thousand years, it has not changed at all. It is still soft and smooth, like new fabric.
"What do you think?" Chen Mo asked instead without extending his hand.
"Hey!" Jackson didn't answer, but smiled, then grabbed the monster's face towel with his hand and pulled it hard!
Suddenly, a pale but beautiful face appeared in their sight.
"OH~! MYGOD!" Jackson yelled suddenly. He didn't expect that the dancer monster's face was so beautiful. If it had a little more blood, it would be a pretty beauty.
She is really very beautiful. From her face, she looks like an eighteen-year-old girl who is just asleep. Even in Chen Mo's eyes, he had to admire it, it was so beautiful.
A face cannot help but have an oriental aesthetic concept, and the facial features are very profound, so even Westerners can't help but admire it, beautiful!
As far as Chen Mo knows, during the Khmer period, there should not be many beautiful girls with this level of beauty in the entire Cambodia, but the number of these monsters seen now is already over a thousand, so many beautiful girls The girl turned into a monster, she really wasted her resources!
The other mercenaries, hearing Jackson's shout, turned to see what was going on. But I didn't expect that when I saw the monster's face, I was immediately shocked! No one thought that after thousands of years, they could still see such a beautiful face in such an underground environment. It was really hard not to be amazed.
Jackson felt a little dazed for a moment. He slowly stretched out his hand, trying to touch the face. He was still mumbling: "It's such a pity that such a beautiful woman died like this!"
Suddenly, the monster Jackson faced had a blue light flashing in his eyes, and the sharp nails of his hands were like a set, and he pierced Jackson's neck!
"Whoa!" With a sound, the sword flashed, and the monster's two hands were instantly scratched by the sword, leaving only the wrists.
However, even the remaining wrist still hit Jackson's chest.
"OH~! SH**T!" Jackson screamed, then fell backwards with the force, and then frantically touched his chest to see if it was penetrated!
The sword flashed again, directly piercing the monster's eye, going straight along the eye and sinking into the hilt of the sword. The blue light immediately disappeared without a trace, and the monster's movements stopped and died again!
Chen Mo slowly pulled out the knife, wiped it clean on the monster's clothes again, and then said to Jackson: "No need to scream, you are not injured!"
When Jackson heard what Chen Mo said, he gradually came to his senses. He took a deep breath and said to Chen Mo, "Hey! Brother, I owe you another life!"
"Uh-huh!" Chen Mo nodded and said yes.
"Why is this monster's resurrection time so short?" Jackson asked a little strangely. He was already frightened when he took it just now, and he didn't want to get close to the monster's body.
"Come here and throw this monster up." Chen Mo said. Jackson had no choice but to step forward and grab the monster's legs, and then he and Chen Mo threw it onto the pile.
"Perhaps it's because you pulled off the monster's mask that the monster suddenly came back to life." Chen Mo said. This is not nonsense, it should be obtained through observation. This monster was resurrected, but no other monsters were resurrected. The time was too short, and it should not be enough for these monsters to be resurrected.
At this time, many mercenaries and William also ran over and found that there was no problem, and Chen Mo did not explain that it was because of the face towel.
William only knew that monsters were resurrected, but in this cave, basically any monster could be resurrected. He was not curious, so he said: "Everyone, speed up, and be careful to prevent monsters from resurrecting!"
Everyone nodded in response, and then gathered the bodies of the dancer monster at a faster pace, piled them together and burned them.
"Hey! Monroe, you're so good!" William patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and praised with a smile. Jackson just told William that Monroe saved himself with the knife in his hand.
William liked this team member very much. He had stepped forward many times in times of crisis and saved many lives.
Chen Mo smiled and responded without saying anything else. William didn't care and motioned for everyone to speed up.
In fact, when Jackson was pulling off the dancer monster's face just now, Chen Mo noticed that the dancer monster's body seemed to be shaking a little, so he was careful. Unexpectedly, he actually saved Jackson.
When Jackson was carrying the dancer monster, he still looked at the dancer monster's face with some strange eyes. This also showed that the monster was quite beautiful, otherwise this guy would not have lost half of his life and still pay attention to it. A face.
Shaking his head, maybe feeling a little pity, he threw the monster together.
At this time, there was a faint sound of wind in the cave, and in Chen Mo's ears, the whispering voice also appeared again! Damn, this might be urging the monster to resurrect!
However, although Chen Mo heard it, he didn't say anything. He is just a little mercenary now, so it's better to say less about other things.
However, although Chen Mo did not speak, Tina could feel it. She turned around to find Fei Charlie and said, "Speed up and burn the monster. If it takes a long time, the monster will be resurrected."
Then he walked forward and faced the monsters piled together. A spiritual storm destroyed some of the resurrected monsters on the spot again.
Chen Mo looked at Tina's movements, curled his lips, and did not do anything else. Then he gathered with Jackson to perform the security mission. Now, the superpowers are still recovering their superpowers, and all the mercenaries can do is perform guard duties.
In the distance, there were some monsters playing music in the darkness. It was not known whether they were attacking again, so everyone was very careful and guarded the entrance of the corridor.
And from a few dozen meters away, some fluorescent sticks and bright lights were thrown over, and they were directly illuminated on the monster playing music. Although these monsters are all illuminated from behind, they can be seen with just the slightest movement, so this kind of illumination can provide early warning.
In fact, all mercenaries are very afraid of these dancers and players. It is true that these dancer monsters are too fast, so all the mercenaries holding guns cannot aim at these monsters.
After being out of control, the mercenaries lost the ability to control their own lives. Naturally, they became afraid of these monsters. Mercenaries are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of things beyond their control.
