Chapter 172

There were few wandering survivors in the area around the headhunters' lair, and most of the survivors who rushed into the area thinking they had finally found a small place to live in Jinwei ended up being boxes of canned food coming down from the assembly line. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A cold and wet wind blew, and the household garbage everywhere rolled and disappeared into the distance following the footsteps of the cold wind. There was not a single human voice in the dilapidated factory area, and Mo Bei felt that there seemed to be prying eyes everywhere in the dark, but this should be just an illusion.

The dilapidated gate of the factory was locked by an iron chain, and a headhunter leaned on the door in a daze with his back to the outside of the factory, and a little light came and went out on his lips with his breathing. Mo Bei carried a machete and approached silently like a midnight ghost.

"Who?" the lighthouse reflected a long shadow at the feet of the headhunter, and the headhunter who was guarding the door turned around in surprise and just made a sound, he was grabbed by the neck by a hand like an iron tong, twisted slightly, and then the headhunter heard the sound of his neck breaking. A faint light fell from the hands of this headhunter, and Mo Bei glanced at it, it was a small stick rolled up with paper.

Solving the headhunter who was guarding the door, Mo Bei tore off the chain that locked the door, opened the door and walked into the food processing factory. In front of this food processing factory is a small yard, and behind the yard is the factory. There was no one else in the yard except this headhunter who guarded the door, and there was no janitor dog. Jinwei is not allowed to raise any animals, and once those animals mutate, they can cause ten times or even dozens of times the lethality of an ordinary living corpse.

Walking through the courtyard, Mo Bei looked up at the moon in the sky that was blocked by thick clouds, and inexplicably took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the factory and walked in. A shallow light spread out from the depths of the factory and illuminated a large area in the factory, and the stomach acid poured into Mo Bei's throat as if it was boiling, and Mo Bei could hardly help but spit out these stomach acids.

Dense hooks in the factory hung up corpses that had been disemboweled, eviscerated, and severed off their heads and limbs, and these corpses, like pigs waiting to be processed, swayed slightly with the wind pouring into the factory, and the ground was littered with clumps of blood clotted into the ground. Mobei had never seen such a hell-like scene, the world was already like hell, but the human race itself dragged his kind deeper into hell.

Holding back the urge to vomit, Mo Bei avoided the hanging corpses and quickly approached the place where the lights were on, if he didn't go faster, Mo Bei was afraid that he would go crazy standing among those corpses.

Some headhunters take the corpses off the hooks, remove the bones and give them to the people in the back, and the headhunters in the back chop the bones into minced meat, and then hand them over to the people behind to steam in the steamer, and finally the steamed minced meat is encapsulated in the recovered canned food box.

When Mo Bei saw a headhunter quietly cut off some meat while removing bones and stuffing it into his mouth, he finally couldn't help but rush in.

The blade brought a burst of screams in the light, and the headhunters in the factory found that the intruders were all rushing towards Mo Bei, Mo Bei was merciless, he just wanted to kill people at this time. The screams kept sounding, these headhunters were not Mo Bei's opponents at all, one after another the headhunters were cut down by Mo Bei and fell among the corpses. When these headhunters are cut down, there is no difference between them and the food they eat.

Less than twenty headhunters in the factory were cut down in a blink of an eye, Mo Bei continued to break inside without stopping, and occasionally a headhunter who heard the sound rushed out of the corner, and was killed in a blink of an eye, and the warm blood flowed down the blade to Mo Bei's palm with a sticky and uncomfortable feeling.

Breaking out of the factory, there was a two-story building behind the factory, and the lights were still on in the room on the second floor, but the people inside did not appear because of the screams downstairs, and Mo Bei walked up directly.

Kicking the door open, the six headhunters in the room looked at him at the same time, and a cruel smile appeared on the faces of these headhunters.

"Brother Mo, save me, save me!" Seeing Mo Bei suddenly appear, Zhang Miao struggled to get up on the sofa and shouted at Mo Bei. Zhang Miao was naked* with her upper body, and there were only two pieces of rotten flesh left on her chest, and her entire chest had been bitten to pieces.

Mo Bei looked over to him and happened to see several corpses behind the sofa, which were all classmates who had been separated from Xu Yi and them on the bus before. Seeing Mo Bei looking over, a headhunter squatting next to the corpse also defiantly used a knife to cut off a small piece of meat from Ren Long's corpse, dipped it in some sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.

Mo Bei's eyelids jumped slightly, and the next second, a piercing scream instantly filled the entire room, and the moment the knife flashed, the headhunter who was squatting next to the corpse only felt a cold chest and was nailed to the wall, and his face still retained the action of swallowing, as if he had never thought that he would die so quickly.

"Kill him!" The gray-haired ghoul sitting in the center of the room waved his hand, and the two headhunters took out machetes from behind them and rushed towards Mo Bei with their bare hands.

These two headhunters are very fast, and the moment they swing their knives can also bring a scream, these two people are either good at using knives all year round, or they are first-level evolutionaries, but in the peaceful era before the end of the world, the most used knives are butchers, and how many good hands with knives are there? These two people are first-level evolutionaries on the eighth floor.

The two machetes slashed at Mo Bei's head at the same time with a cold light, one left and one right, in the eyes of ordinary people, their speed was fast enough, and the knives were ruthless enough, but the gap between the first-level evolutionary and the second-level evolutionary was no longer a simple small number of people could make up, and in Mo Bei's eyes, there was no obvious difference between the first-level evolutionary and the ordinary people.

"Bang!" Mo Bei raised a kick at a speed that surpassed these two first-level evolutionaries and kicked the headhunter on the left fiercely, and in the sound of bursting bones, Mo Bei instantly took a step forward and grabbed the handle of the headhunter on the right, and the machete turned in Mo Bei's hand and slashed at the neck of his original master, the little strength of this headhunter could not have the slightest impact on Mo Bei.

The headhunter on the left flew upside down, knocked over the sofa and slammed into the wall, he struggled for a moment and lost his breath, Mo Bei's angry kick not only shattered his sternum, but also turned his organs into a puddle of paste. The severed head of the headhunter on the right had not fallen until this time, and a few drops of warm blood splashed on Mo Bei's face added a bit of hideousness to him.

"That's it?" The first-level evolutionary who killed the two headhunters in the blink of an eye, Mo Bei didn't look at the other two headhunters, and directly stared at the ghoul and asked coldly.

"What do you think? Do you think a second-level evolutionary can really walk sideways in Jinwei?" The ghoul sneered and clapped his hands, and the two headhunters beside him took out two pistols from their arms with a grim smile and pointed them at Mo Bei. The people behind the headhunters dared to ignore the military's ban and provide them with guns.