Panicking, Makula plunged headlong into the farmland by the roadside, and was relieved to feel relieved until the corn stalks taller than her completely obscured her figure. "That way, even if the orangutan chases after me, it won't find me!" she cheered herself up.

Due to the long absence of care, most of the corn has dried up. But in the moonlight, Makula was pleasantly surprised to find a half-dead corn plant, with two corn cobs hidden in the branches. For Makula, who hadn't eaten for a long time, it was like a big meal.

She quickly walked over to the corn, and as she grasped the crop with both hands, there was a gurgling sound from her left foot. "No—" Makula felt the movement in her feet, but it was too late. A rudimentary trap closed its large mouth, its fangs piercing straight into her ankles, snapping between her bones and capturing her.

"Ahh She tried to rip the trap off her feet, but Rakshasa didn't think to reuse this when she made it, and with Makula's strength attributes, it was impossible to save herself.

This trap itself is only prepared for trialists, and the general zombies will not be attracted by corn food, so they will not step on the iron clamp hidden under the corn stalks, so although the materials are not exquisite, although the craftsmanship is not fine, but it is better to be strong. And now, the sturdiness of this trap will eventually kill Makula.

A zombie didn't know whether it was seduced by Makula's screams, or if it smelled the smell of fresh blood that had not been seen for a long time, and rushed over. Makula's actions were impaired, and she couldn't play her superhuman physical attributes, so she couldn't deal with the zombies at night.

The zombie grabbed Makula's head and opened its mouth to gnaw at her face, biting off a large chunk of flesh. Fear and pain caused Macura to scream continuously, which only fueled the zombies' desire to eat. As it took bite after bite, the flesh on Makula's body was devoured little by little.

The superhuman physical attributes of the trialist had the opposite effect at this time, making it less easy for Makula to die and could only watch herself being eaten. After this trial, another trialist in Xiting was overwhelmed, withdrew from the nightmare space, gave up the opportunity to become a god, and returned to his real life, which was hopeless but triumphant.

Artillery rang out, and Makula's picture was projected into the sky. "Give you a chance, you're useless. Rakshasa said in his heart. He didn't care how Macura died, he just knew that he was competing with one less opponent.

At this time, Rakshasa was located in the center of the village, playing a game of cat and mouse with Liu Han. Although the village is not large, it has a certain size, and the center is slightly more prosperous, with several small two-story buildings located here, which has a bit of a commercial street feeling.

"You're so much luckier than your companions. Rakshasa cautiously stepped over the thin wire at his feet, he didn't want to be tricked by his own trap. When Liu Han ran through this alley just now, he didn't touch the wire deliberately set up in the dark by Rakshasa just now, so he escaped.

Rakshasa continued to move forward and found another trace of Liu Han on a bicycle that had fallen to the ground. "Don't worry, young man. Rakshasa is very patient, "The night is still long, Lao Tzu will play slowly with you." ”

It's just that now his every move is also under Liu Han's observation.

Liu Han was hiding behind the door of a fast-food restaurant across the road, which had been ransacked by the rakshasa and everything that could be eaten, leaving only some rotting fried chicken. That's it, and Liu Han is hungry enough, but he can distinguish priorities, and the Rakshasa is the biggest problem right now.

Liu Han carefully observed the path he had come, and locked on to the sneaky Rakshasa at the first moment. "When you become human, it's not so scary. He whispered to himself, his gaze falling on his trembling right hand.

This is a Space Demon Modified Point 45USP pistol, and it is also his last reliance. Liu Han also paid attention to the previous battle of Rakshasa, and at that time he couldn't understand how this guy who seemed to be only proficient in melee combat could pass all the way, and it was only when he actually met that Liu Han personally felt the horror of Rakshasa.

This kind of horror has nothing to do with strength, but comes from the rakshasa itself. The kind of temperament that has experienced bloody battles of life and death, ordinary people like Liu Han have never experienced it before in real life, and if it is developed in a normal context, it is unlikely to be experienced in the future. Hot search

Although Liu Han had already seen many powerful creatures in the trial, let alone this small pistol, even a bullet from an anti-materiel sniper rifle might not necessarily kill him on the spot. "But Rakshasa is a human being after all, and he can never overcome the power of technology with his physical body. Liu Han gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't kill with one shot, you can shoot with two shots!"

Liu Han leaned out, locked on the rakshasa, and pulled the trigger.

Rakshasa was a little hesitant at the entrance of the alley, this was a good place to ambush, he wasn't sure if Liu Han had this tactical thinking. "Bang..."A gunshot broke the silence, and the speed of the bullet was faster than the speed of sound, so when the Rakshasa heard the gunshot, it was too late to react.

"Poof..."The bullet hit him in the knee and was then catapulted out of the air, not causing much damage to the rakshasa. Despite this, Rakshasa quickly retracted into the alley to hide his figure, his face turned pale, and the sweat instantly covered his cheeks.

The place where he was shot was the hurdle that Rakshasa couldn't get over in his heart. At the beginning, he was such a good SWAT officer, a model figure in the SWAT world, but it was the shot in the knee that made him say goodbye to the glory of the past. The broken knee doesn't hurt, it hurts the heart.

Rakshasa has always been a proud and even conceited person. He firmly believes that only he can lead the team members to complete dangerous tasks one after another, and without himself, the entire southern border of China will be in chaos. But whoever leaves the earth will continue to rotate and revolve. After Rakshasa left his post, there was no mess with the border SWAT team, and everything was business as usual.

Even although Rakshasa is a hero praised by everyone, he has become a negative teaching material in various SWAT teams. "Don't be brave, each and every one of you has a precious life! If you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect the people?"

The Rakshasa wavered with himself and eventually sank. Until a dream a month ago, he came to Hong Kong in the 90th century. He supported his disabled body, helped the police fight against the gang, and finally died with the big guy "Liangkun". As he lay dying, Rakshasa smiled, and he felt that he should have died a long time ago.

However, when the god of the right position with a face like a heavy date and a voice like a bell asked him, if he could stand (fight), would he still fight?

Fight, of course!

Rakshasa put his right hand in his mouth and bit it hard, suppressing the panic in his heart. In fact, this piece has long become his heart disease, and he has been making up for it since he entered the nightmare space. Bone strengthening, joint protection, long-range defense... He doesn't have bells and whistles, and it can be said that his skill slot is almost entirely passive defensive skills. Thanks to this, Liu Han's shot actually caused very little physical damage.

But psychologically, it really reminds Rakshasa of the dirty past.

"Cut," Rakshasa grinned and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "I've been made like this by a little kid. Go for it, shadow puppet. ”

Originally, Liu Han aimed at the bald head of the Rakshasa, but how the bullet was guided to his knee is unknown. Liu Han wanted to spit out fragrant mouths, but the good study life did not teach him this skill, so he did not FUCK said. "His follow-up dodge movements are so flexible, then the damage caused to him by this shot is probably minimal. Alas, it would be nice if I hit the head!" Liu Han analyzed with regret.

In fact, the effect of this shot after hitting is far better than hitting Rakshasa's bald head, if Liu Han immediately rushes out to chase Rakshasa, then he can win this duel. It's a pity that high school students don't have the guts.

Liu Han retracted back behind the door, thinking that he was in a state of confrontation. "He is jealous of the gun in my hand, and he will definitely not take the initiative to attack..."Liu Han's mind kept talking, but at this moment, he trembled violently and looked around nervously. It was as if the rakshasa was hiding in the darkness around him, waiting for an opportunity to take his life.

"It's not good! Rakshasa has come in!" Liu Han's face changed greatly. He didn't think about how the Rakshasa had infiltrated him, but turned around and ran towards the back kitchen, ready to retreat first and then find a good opportunity to attack.