Someone tapped him on the shoulder, and the player jumped up from the bed in shock, and was about to scold, but the barrel of a cold pistol had already been stuffed into his mouth by Qi Lin.

And the exclamation of the woman under him was also clutched in Qi Lin's throat with the palm of his hand.

"Both, excuse me, I'll borrow a way." Qi Lin grinned, and subconsciously looked down, only to see that this unlucky buddy was so frightened, the thing below had completely wilted, and it was dripping with liquid that I don't know if it was urine or something.

Qi Lin didn't talk nonsense with him, and after slashing the two people with two hand knives, he tied the two of them with the remaining sheets, gagged them, and threw them aside.

"If there is any dysfunction left, don't blame me, if you want to blame you, you will blame you for choosing a bad compartment." Qi Lin muttered, lifted the bed board, and then put two fingers into the hole in the manhole cover, hooked hard, and lifted the manhole cover.

As soon as the manhole cover was opened, a disgusting and disgusting smell immediately wafted up, Qi Lin frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and climbed down the rusty metal ladder at the edge of the manhole.

This sewer is not too deep, Qi Lin climbed down four or five meters to the end, as soon as his feet landed, there was a burst of sounds around him, which were some small insects living in the sewer that he had alarmed.

Originally used to drain sewage and rainwater into the sea, the sewer was abandoned after the war, and the Mutual Aid Society blocked most of the entrances with cement and stones during the renovation of the Hangzhou Bay Military Port District.

It rarely rains on the wasteland, and when it does, it rains acid rain that people can't avoid, and the rain is mixed with a lot of radioactive fallout.

Since there was no rain, the player's domestic sewage in the Steel City was also discharged elsewhere, and the abandoned sewer gradually dried up, and Qi Lin rubbed the ground with the soles of his boots, which were covered with dry and cracked silt and garbage.

The dark vision made Qi Lin not need lighting, he hung the Type 56 on his waist, held a dagger in one hand, and held the Tokarev pistol in the other, and walked towards the depths of the sewer step by step.

It is said that the Tokarev pistol Qi Lin snatched from the judge of the mutual aid association has not been replaced, not only because this 7.62mm pistol produced in the former Soviet Union is powerful, high accuracy and good reliability, but also because of a big reason, that is, the bullets of this pistol are really easy to supplement in the Chinese region.

Speaking of the TT33 Tokarev pistol, many ordinary people in China may not have heard of this name, but as an imitation of this pistol - the Type 54 pistol with the nickname "Black Star", it is a household name in China.

And even more famous, is the imitation of the Type 54 pistol that imitates Tokarev's pistol, how famous is this "imitation Type 54" - many media in the old era, when reporting the news of the shooting, as long as there is a pistol, it will be called "imitation 54" nine times out of ten......

However, the production of this kind of pistol is really large, not only the official mass production, but also the small private workshop can also make it, and the power and penetration are also very good, loved by many gangsters and drug dealers - in China, the Type 54 pistol is simply the AK47 in the pistol industry.

Because of this, the bullets of this pistol are really easy to obtain, not only do local troops have a large amount of old stock in their arsenals, but even some outlaws in some old times can dig out several boxes.

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Qi Lin advanced quickly in the sewers, walking about two hundred meters, only to hear a squeak, and in the darkness ahead, countless small red dots lit up in an instant.

There are hundreds of these little red dots, and at a glance, they are very terrifying, and the hairs on people's backs can't help but stand upside down.

However, Qi Lin can see it clearly, these little red dots, each pair is an extraordinarily fat bloodthirsty mouse, it seems that in this sewer, there is at least a rat nest of no small size, these bloodthirsty rats have three or four hundred, although the strength of the single is weak, but so many bloodthirsty rats gathered, it only takes a few seconds to gnaw Qi Lin into a white skeleton.

"It's really unlucky."

Qi Lin put away his pistol and dagger and summoned the bone blade, this time, he adjusted the shape of the bone blade from a wide chopping knife to a narrow and slender Miao knife.

The Miao Knife is light and wielded quickly, and it is easy to slash out an impenetrable knife dance, which is the most suitable for dealing with small and numerous mutated creatures such as bloodthirsty rats.

As soon as Qi Lin held the bone blade with both hands, an extremely piercing and loud "squeak" sound came from the darkness again, and in an instant, the red eyes of all the bloodthirsty rats skyrocketed a few points, and in the next second, they rushed towards Qi Lin in a swarm.

Not only on the ground, but also on both sides of the sewers, and even on the top of the head, are crawling with bloodthirsty rats, this large rat that feeds on flesh and blood has a sharp and hard hook claw after its mutation, and can easily climb and run on walls and ceilings.

The strong and powerful leg muscles gave them excellent bounce power, and those bloodthirsty rats at the front released their claws when they were still three or four meters away from Qi Lin and pounced on Qi Lin.

Looking at these crazy rats, Qi Lin pursed his lips - this was to prevent the scattered dirty blood from splashing into his mouth, and then, his body turned from static, and a slender Miao knife swung at a speed that was impossible to distinguish with the naked eye!

It seemed that by the order of the squeak in the depths of the darkness, hundreds of bloodthirsty rats pounced on Qi Lin fearlessly, and then Qi Lin at this moment was completely transformed into a human meat grinder.

The wind-like Miao knife was the sharp blade of the meat grinder, and one by one the bloodthirsty rats pounced into it, and they were instantly dismembered into minced meat and splashed everywhere, and soon, the walls, ground, and ceiling around Qi Lin were covered with layers of thick pieces of flesh and blood, and in the sewers, a strong smell of blood gradually spread.

The bloodthirsty rats seemed endless, constantly burrowing out of pipes and holes, and then throwing themselves into the "meat grinder" one by one, the only change was that the squeak in the dark depths began to grow louder and louder, closer and closer to anger and agitation.

"That guy...... It's supposed to be the Rat King, right? ”

While dancing the bone blade quickly, Qi Lin thought to himself, the Bloodthirsty Rats are also social mutant creatures, so there must be such a thing as a leader.