Chapter 012: Referring to the Tiger God of War
When Wang Chuan woke up, he felt as if there were thousands of worms wriggling in his body, he clenched his fists for a long time, and the feeling of pain and itching gradually disappeared, but his brain was still in chaos.
Looking at the charred corpses on the ground, Wang Chuan slowly had a memory.
That night, he was forced to the corner of the corridor by the zombies, and when there was no way to retreat, a man in black suddenly appeared, burned the zombies with an air-jet flame gun, and helped him out of the siege. But it was also this man in black who took advantage of his inattention to get him a needle or something, and let him sleep in a daze until now.
However, it is gratifying that Wang Chuan found that the wounds on his body had healed, and the black and purple blood tendons on his arms had subsided, and as his consciousness slowly woke up, he felt as if there was a great force surging in his body.
Although I don't know who the man in black is, and I don't know what his purpose is, it should be better than turning into a zombie.
"How long the have I been in a coma?"
Wang Chuan stood up slowly, still feeling a little top-heavy, and pushed open the window, but there was no trace of wind. However, Wang Chuan unexpectedly found that he was originally short-sighted for more than 200 degrees, and he was able to see the things on the opposite floor, the confetti on the ground, and the blood stains on the wall, all of which were clear. What's even more incredible is that he was able to instantly find the location of the cicada among the layers of green leaves according to the call.
I pinched myself hard, and it hurt. Not dreaming.
After being stunned for a while, Wang Chuan ran back to the third uncle's house and looked at the wall calendar on the wall, it turned out that it had only been a night and a morning.
"Will Lao Yue's force wait for me? It shouldn't be possible, it's already afternoon. ”
Thinking about it, Wang Chuan sat on the sofa with his butt up, looking at the mess in the place, and couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration of being abandoned.
"Damn, since you don't die, let's live well."
Wang Chuan walked to the refrigerator, found a ham sausage and two cans of beer, and after devouring it, he still decided to go to the dock, no matter whether Lao Yue left or not, he couldn't stay in Qingcheng and wait to feed the zombies.
As soon as I ran downstairs, before I opened the protective door, about six or seven zombies appeared in my sight.
Weighing the club in his hand, he felt that there was no pressure, so he staggered out the door.
"Come on,. Child! ”
Seeing all the zombies approaching him, Wang Chuan was not only not afraid, but became excited, he clenched the club, aimed at the nearest zombie head, and went down, and the corpse blood and rotten flesh were splashed.
"It stinks like your mother! Bah! ”
After Wang Chuan quenched his saliva, he raised the club again.
"I'm sorry, I don't scold my mother, I apologize."
Another cue, a middle-aged fat zombie in a suit fell to the ground.
I don't know if it's the effect of medicine, Wang Chuan feels that his speed and strength have been greatly improved, and the zombies can't keep up with his pace at all.
When there was still the last zombie left, Wang Chuan looked at her crop top and pleated skirt, and suddenly didn't want to solve her immediately, although he often lost because of the wind and waves when playing games, but the happiness was over.
"Laugh one!"
Wang Chuan held up the female zombie's chin with a cue and said in the tone of the brainless on TV.
The female zombie knocked out the cue.
"Oops, little ......"
Wang Chuan wanted to talk about the little lady at first, but looking at her scarred face, he really couldn't say it, "Little. Son, kneel down for the master! ”
After speaking, Wang Chuan gave a low leg sweep.
I don't know if it's because my strength is too great, or if her bones are too brittle, this time I directly cut off her knee, watching her lie on the ground and crawling towards him, Wang Chuan lost interest, picked up the club, and was as chic as a golf ball.
There were also some zombies scattered on the street outside, Wang Chuan felt like a hero in the last days, but looking at the club in his hand, he always felt a little less spirited. Hesitating, Wang Chuan glanced at the police station across the street, and he thought that there might be more equipment in it, so he trotted all the way over.
The police station is still neat and tidy, and there is no trace of messiness.
But after looking around, Wang Chuan only found two pistols, in fact, in comparison, Wang Chuan prefers cold weapons, he feels that it is more operable, unlike guns, just need to stand in place and shoot.
In the drawer of the director's office, Wang Chuan found a file bag with a cross drawn on it, and randomly took out a few to look at, all of which were some relatively bad criminal cases, such as an ex-husband who hit and killed his ex-wife by a car, a rich second-generation domestic violence girlfriend who was disabled, and so on.
What made Wang Chuan feel the most itchy was a case of a mother and son falling into the sea 20 years ago, and the gang first wheeled the young mother in front of the child. rape, and then throw them into the sea together.
Wang Chuan didn't plan to get along with himself, he took out the file bag and threw it aside, and continued to rummage.
The two finger tigers in the innermost drawer made Wang Chuan's eyes shine, it was the first time he had seen such a cool weapon, the overall structure was like wings, the two wings were sharp scimitars, and the middle of the finger tiger was inlaid with diamonds, and after pressing down, four sharp steel thorns would pop out at the top.
"Good guys!"
Wang Chuan couldn't wait to put it on his hand and swung a few punches, and his fists were full of wind.
While admiring the good equipment he had just obtained, suddenly Wang Chuan's ears moved, and he vaguely heard a burst of restlessness, as if someone was running away, mixed with crying.
Wang Chuan walked to the window and smashed the ground glass with one punch.
Not far away, a man and a woman were running through the corpses, the man was obviously trying to buy time for the woman to escape, but the woman just refused to leave.
"Crazy men and women."
Wang Chuan muttered, leaned over the window, and then ran in front of the man and woman like a lightning bolt, "Go!" ”
In the face of countless vicious zombies, Wang Chuan put on a boxing posture.
Hit the head and abdomen, straight forward and back hook, every time he shoots, there will be a zombie falling, he is like a brave god of war, he stubbornly piles up a corpse mound in front of him, seeing that he can easily beat a zombie away, Wang Chuan really wants to take his mobile phone to record it, and let it be shown to Lao Yue Fat Man and them later.
Of course, Wang Chuan also knew in his heart that he would not become so effective for no reason, the medicine of the man in black had already made him no longer Wang Chuan, and he was too lazy to think about whether he would become a god who saved Qingcheng or become a demon who destroyed the world, Wang Chuan only knew that he was killing Jushuang at this time......
"Eun Gong ......"
Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the man and woman cautiously walked over and said to Wang Chuan, who was dripping blood.
"Well, what's the father?"
Wang Chuan turned around and startled the two of them.
"My name is Yunzhong, her name is Jinshu, we are brother and sister......"
"Alright, alright." Wang Chuan interrupted the boy, took out two guns from his pocket, and threw them to him, "I still have something, take care." ”
After speaking, Wang Chuan was about to leave.
"Can you take us with you?" Probably afraid of rejection, the boy changed his tune again, "It's okay to just bring her." ”
"No, I'm going to be with you, what did Mom tell you? If you want to die, protect me! ”
Wang Chuan couldn't see a woman crying the most, so he turned around and left, "If you want to come, follow me." ”
Before he could take a few steps, Wang Chuan suddenly felt a burst of heat in his heart, and then his internal organs were like being gnawed by ten thousand insects, and the world was spinning, he fell to his knees, and his consciousness slowly began to blur, "Blood, blood......
"Eun Gong?"
Yun Zhong hurriedly ran over to support Wang Chuan, but he turned over and pressed him, and bit him on the shoulder.
As the blood entered his throat, Wang Chuan instantly came to his senses, and he pushed away the clouds, "Get out, get out!" ”
Watching the brocade book in the cloud slowly run away, and looking at the bloody tendons that appeared and disappeared on his arms, Wang Chuan collapsed to the ground, he knew that he had also become a monster......