"Run, you run!"

A big man in a blue suit with a hooked nose brandished a pistol and looked at Leng Hao and the two not far away.

Beside him, seven or eight sturdy men, holding all kinds of cold and shining knives, surrounded Leng Hao and them on the halfway slope facing the cliff.

"Didn't you say you knew a lot about outside the city? How did it lead to death? ”

Leng Hao swallowed his throat, and asked the woman who was leaning against him with some tears and laughter.

Song Xiaya clenched the dagger in her hand and ignored Leng Hao.

"Put the gun down and come over obediently! Otherwise, we'll set it on fire. ”

The hook-nosed man, hiding behind a small tree, shouted loudly.

Zhang Fan's little young master didn't know what medicine he had taken today, so he went out with only two people, but now he has hung up.

The hook-nosed man could only vent his anger on Leng Hao and them in front of him, and these two people had to be brought back to the gang, so that the old gang leader would not take his anger out on him.

Leng Hao kept rubbing the small pistol in his hand with his hand, and he always felt as if he had sweat in his palm.

Leng Hao, who had also played with guns on the set, easily figured out how to use this pistol.

But now there were eight or nine big men in front of him, and a pistol with only four bullets was simply not enough.

"I can only use that bullet time again, what should I do now?"

Leng Hao's mind was spinning rapidly, but he found that he really didn't seem to have any other way.

"Hurry up! Otherwise, I'll burn you all here!" ”

With a roar from the hook-nosed man, a man behind him pulled out a lighter and lit a large pile of dead grass on the hillside, and thick black smoke began to spread in the grass.

"Leng Hao, don't go. They won't let you go, and it's better to kill yourself than to be tortured to death. ”

Song Xiaya's voice carried a hint of self-abandonment.

This woman looks full of energy, but there is always a desperation in her mind.

"I, I, I ......"

Leng Hao is unwilling.

He had only been in this so-called new world for two or three hours, and he hadn't even figured out where this place was.

"If you don't come out, burn them!"

Wisps of black smoke lit up in the woods, and the hook-nosed man shouted presumptuously.

"Hey, we'll roll off that cliff later......"

Just when Leng Hao was desperately preparing to gamble, the situation in front of him changed abruptly.

A big man in labor protection clothes suddenly threw away the big knife in his hand, grabbed his throat with his hand, and let out a muffled "gurgling" sound.

"Amida protozoa!"

"Help me!"

One by one, the big men began to let out a scream and scream, throwing away their knives and starting to scratch and pull around their bodies.

Leng Hao clearly saw that one by one, gray strange insects that resembled scorpions and some centipedes, fell from the leaves onto the bodies of these big men.

He even saw one of these strange insects, tearing open the ears of a big man and burrowing into his brain.

This tragedy made Leng Hao get goosebumps all over his body.

"Smack. Syllable! ”

The sound of a pistol sounded in the woods, the one in the hands of the hook-nosed man just now.

"Run!"

Just after the strict encirclement was torn apart, several big men turned their heads and fled while slapping the strange insects on their bodies.

"Hey, hey? Did we survive the dead? ”

Leng Hao, who didn't understand the situation at all, smirked.

However, Song Xiaya, who was beside him, grasped the dagger in his hand tightly and stepped back step by step.

"Woo ......"

Suddenly, a low, shrill roar rang out from the jungle not far away.

Then, Leng Hao saw the hook-nosed man in a suit striding across the gradually burning fire ring and chasing after them.

"Crazy?"

Looking at the flames brought up by his trouser legs, Leng Hao couldn't believe that there were such fierce people among these gang members.

But the next moment, Leng Hao's whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and he couldn't help but shiver.

This big man with a hooked nose has his mouth slightly open.

In its mouth, a gray scorpion tail looms.

"This guy, this guy is parasitized?"

Thanks to the many sci-fi movies Leng Hao had watched before, he accepted this fact for the first time, but it also made him afraid.

"Quick! Shoot him in the head, only then will you be able to kill the Armida protozoa! ”

Not only the hook-nosed big man, but behind him there were three big men who were also parasitic, and they also rushed towards Leng Hao and them with great momentum.

Song Xiaya was so anxious that her forehead was sweating, and her heart was in her throat.

She has no talent for using guns, so she threw the gun to Leng Hao at first.

But now the four parasites that are not afraid of any harm are not at all what she can beat.

The woman frantically pulled out a lighter and tried to light the grass in front of her.

"Hey, can these guys just hit the head?"

"yes, can you hit?"

Listening to Leng Hao's question, Song Xiaya puffed up her sentence.

Four bullets, a dense jungle, a so-called amnesiac person, against four parasites, this is simply impossible to do well or not!

"Oh, I'll try."

Leng Hao didn't care about the resentment in the woman's tone, he held the gun in both hands, raised the pistol, and aimed it at the hook-nosed man who was about to rush in front of him.

"Bullet time!"

The hook-nosed man was about to rush in front of Leng Hao, and the strange scorpion tail of the strange insect in his mouth stretched out his mouth, looking extremely hideous.

However, all this is not a matter in front of Leng Hao.

"Smack!"

With the sound of a gunshot, a clear bullet hole appeared in the hook-nosed man's head.

As if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, he fell back and fell heavily on the grass, a large amount of blood spilling from the wound.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The next three gunshots rang out like fried beans, and there was no pause at all.

And the gunfire was accompanied by three big men with teeth and claws in the back, all of whom were shocked to the head, and one fell backwards on the grass.

Due to Leng Hao's rapid shooting, the three of them fell to the ground almost at the same time.

When Leng Hao put down the pistol in his hand, there was no sound in the entire jungle except for the "crackling" sound of those ignited flames.

"You, who the hell are you?"

Song Xiaya looked at Leng Hao, who deliberately turned her head and smiled at her, and she stammered a little when she spoke.

The people who own guns in this wasteland are already quite remarkable.

Due to the preciousness of bullets, many people's marksmanship is actually not good.

And a person like Leng Hao, who has been shot four times in a row without missing a shot, Song Xiaya has never met it.

"I, I, don't know who I am?"

Leng Hao was stunned for a moment.

That world full of peace and tranquility and stars, this post-apocalyptic world full of violence and danger, which world does he Leng Hao belong to?

Leng Hao himself doesn't know now.