This is a closed underground space, but the corridor is not completely dark. There is a soft white light at the entrance of the stairs.
Taking a closer look, Su Changxing discovered that it was a white fluorescent tube placed here as a floor lamp.
"This seems to be something from the little boy's memory. Can it absorb energy in the air and glow?"
Su Changxing touched the pipe with his hand, expecting it to be something similar to plastic, but it felt like marble, cold and cold.
This is something SHIELD developed before the end of the world completely came.
This floor is not the lowest, you can continue going down.
Su Changxing could vaguely hear bursts of miserable screams coming from below, which seemed to be the screams of a woman.
There are people below.
After thinking for a moment, Su Changxing slowed down and walked down step by step, carefully sensing the surrounding environment. He already had the pistol in his hand, ready to take action at any time.
The best case scenario is that there is only one enemy below and he is not detected, so that he can assassinate him with his bow and arrow.
If there are more than two enemies, just use the pistol to greet them.
Walking all the way to the end, this floor is the bottom. Su Changxing stood at the entrance of the corridor, and a strong blood rushed to his face.
Many people died here.
The screams were very clear.
He looked inside through the not-so-long corridor and couldn't help but frown. This was a wide hall with dozens of corpses hanging vaguely visible.
Some corpses have been dried, while others are still dripping with blood. They are hung here like pigs and sheep in a slaughterhouse.
There was a ball of orange fire deep in the darkness.
A stocky, short-haired man wearing a leather jacket was holding a razor, standing in front of a man who was hanging upside down with his hands tied.
"No, I beg you, stop torturing me, kill me, kill me."
"kill me······"
In the flickering firelight, the short-haired man moved smoothly and accurately, smoothly cutting off the flesh of the upside-down man's thigh.
He is like the most skilled chef.
Blood gurgled down the woman's head and fell on the red ground.
The woman who was hung upside down screamed and struggled continuously, but her whole body was fixed tightly by the rope and she could not move.
After cutting off a piece of meat and putting it into the basket, the man punched the hanging woman on the head without saying a word, and the hall fell silent for an instant.
"What are you calling? You've been calling for a few days. Aren't you tired?"
The man smiled obscenely. He liked screams like this, which always made people happy.
This woman's ability is very strange. She can continuously regenerate her own flesh and blood, and can completely recover in half a day. She does not need to consume any food, just feed her some water.
But the strange thing is that she doesn't have any fighting ability belonging to an ability user. Four days ago, he caught this little lamb without any effort.
This is a gift from nature, natural ingredients. It is impossible to let her die.
By the way, this woman is really good-looking, with fair and smooth skin, and a perfect face and figure. She must not be a star in their world.
It's a pity that she is an ingredient and is not allowed to be enjoyed by individuals... But now that there is no one, it should be okay to use it secretly, hehe.
The woman who was blindfolded and hanging upside down heard the rustling sound of undressing and probably guessed what this madman was doing and what he wanted to do.
But she didn't care about that anymore, the endless pain and torture had brought her spirit to the brink of collapse.
She just wanted to die, and death was the only way to escape.
She is now in a true sense of life worse than death.
Su Changxing's face twitched involuntarily. He felt that these survivors were all perverts, complete perverts. Most of the flesh on that woman's body had been shaved off, but she still wanted to fuck her.
This is the dark side that arises from the depressive environment of the apocalypse, which completely amplifies the darkness in people's hearts.
The survivors of this world are all more or less twisted, twisting away from humans.
The so-called devil is nothing more than this.
Su Changxing closed his eyes and slowly opened them again. He was very angry, carrying with him the little bloody spirit that the young man still had in the apocalypse.
No reason, just seeing a scene that may be common in this apocalyptic world.
Human nature is very complicated. Sometimes we shed tears over trivial things, and sometimes we feel numb between life and death.
Su Changxing looked coldly, aimed at the man's head from a distance, and silently pulled out the bowstring.
This is his only means of assassination. As for sneaking over with a knife to assassinate him, it is impossible. He may be discovered after just taking a few steps.
The smile on the man's face who was taking off his pants suddenly froze. He sensed the danger and jerked back, feeling a slight airflow on his face.
"Ta~"
A dark arrow was heavily nailed to the wall next to it, leaving several cracks.
The man was still taking off his pants when he suddenly dodged, lost his balance, and fell to the ground with his head up.
As the bow and arrow shot out, Su Changxing felt that the arrow was about to be dodged, and rushed forward with a steel knife in hand.
He wanted to deal with this man quickly to prevent him from making too much noise and disturbing the other survivors here.
At the same time that the short-haired man stood up, Su Changxing came in front of him, raised the blade high, and struck down hard with the greatest power.
The short-haired man was calmer than he thought. He had no weapons in his hands and decisively raised his arms in front of him. The skin on his body quickly changed into a metallic look.
This is an extraordinary person.
Su Changxing made a judgment in his mind, guessing that this should be the ability to harden the skin, but the movement of his hand did not stop and he struck down hard.
"Click~"
The sound of bones breaking.
The man blocked the blow with his hands. His tough skin kept him intact, but the bones of his left arm were completely broken.
The tough skin can block the sharpness of the blade, but it cannot block the impact.
"Ah~"
Screams of pain echoed in the room.
The man fell to the ground, the expression on his face was almost distorted, and one of his arms was violently broken off. You must know that the bodies of ability users have been strengthened, and the hardness of the bones is much higher than that of ordinary people, comparable to hard stone.
It was hard for him to imagine how powerful the young man in front of him was.
A powerful top-level ability user?
Su Changxing paused for a moment, then picked up the knife and struck it at the man again, not giving him any chance to breathe.
The man had no room to escape, so he had to bite the bullet and use his other hand to resist.
"Click~"
With the sound of bones breaking, the other hand was also broken.
Stimulated by the great pain, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he crawled back in despair, shouting: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
He saw the young man dragging an iron sledgehammer that he didn't know where it came from and walking towards him expressionlessly.
Su Changxing hit his head steadily with a hammer. The man immediately softened, and the metallic color on his skin quickly faded.
A kill message pops up on the phone.
[Kill a human (Extraordinary) and get 500 points]
"Doesn't seem like a very smart ability."
Su Changxing looked at the corpse on the ground and said calmly, this extraordinary person was relatively weaker than the ones he had encountered before.
The short-haired man had a chance to avoid Su Changxing's first blow, but he relied on his ability to withstand Su Changxing's attack.
He was too confident in his own abilities and completely underestimated Su Changxing's speed and strength.
Su Changxing's body has been strengthened eight times. Even an ordinary person can beat these extraordinary people, let alone he is also an extraordinary person himself.
