It's still very useful to have dozens of gangsters under your hands. Of course, for the outside world, the word "triad" must not be used. Human civilization is evolving, and the underworld and evil forces must also be whitewashed. The gang changed its name to the company, and the brave and ruthless people opened their own martial arts gyms, and the guys who carried large knives to cut and stab people in the streets became security guards.

There is no longer any vulgar and ugly "carrying the handle" in this world. That's what it used to be called. The name is changing, as is the identity, and it has to be called "boss".

Few families can survive without water or electricity. The keyhole of the door of my house was blocked by 502 glue for three days, and I would step on the smelly stool under my feet when I went out in the morning, and I was rushed up by people I didn't know on the way to buy groceries, and I don't know where the gasoline flowed from was poured into the house along the gap in the door frame.

All right! Uproot!

can't afford to hide, this is the psychology of most Chinese people.

When the building was demolished, Wang Linkang heard that there was another woman and two children inside. It's not that the woman doesn't want to go, it's just that the child is too young, and there is no one to help carry the things at home, so she stays until the end.

This is something that only came to know later.

An excavator with a metal drill bit destroyed the load-bearing walls of the building, and the house collapsed like a knock-down building block. Before the dust cleared, Wang Linkang and the officials of the demolition and relocation office rushed up wearing masks, pulled up strips of red cloth at the demolition site lined with steel bars, smiled in front of countless cameras and video cameras, and began to cut the ribbon and start construction.

It was only later that I learned that someone had died.

Later, Feng Haosong has been blocking the door of the company.

Wang Linkang felt that things didn't have much to do with him. Isn't it? I wasn't the one who drove the excavator, and I wasn't the one who requisitioned and demolished the excavators. In fact, in the whole thing, I was playing the role of a good person. I will demolish the old house for a new house, although I want you to make up the difference, but it is a new house after all! Bridal chamber! Bridal chamber!

You stay in the old house and don't want to come out, and now you have to pay for my life when you die, how can there be such a reason in the world?

Feng Haosong grabbed Wang Likang's left leg, and Wang Likang screamed and reached out to resist. Feng Haosong twisted his arm and bent it upwards at an angle that humans couldn't reach. Suddenly, a hoarse scream sounded in the hall of the sales department.

Liu Tianming lit a cigarette and stood there and smoked slowly.

This matter has nothing to do with him.

The only emotion he has is Feng Haosong.

This guy looks delicious.

Feng Haosong had probably thought about how to clean up Wang Linkang in his mind. He tore off Wang Linkang's clothes a few times, clenched the five fingers of his right hand into a claw-like shape, and rubbed his hard and sharp fingertips back and forth on Wang Linkang's smooth abdomen. It's like a rope that breaks quickly on a rough rock surface. Wang Linkang kept screaming, begging, desperately twisting his body to dodge, but he was still terrified to see that the wound on his stomach was getting bigger and bigger, and it was becoming more and more obvious. Eventually, the skin breaks open, revealing a tender yellow fat followed by red muscles.

"Please, let me go! Don't kill me. ”

"Spare me! I...... I don't dare anymore. ”

"I really didn't know that your wife and children were in it, can you give me a chance? All my things are yours. ”

“…… Help me! ”

Wang Linkang saw his intestines being pulled out. Slippery and greasy, wrapped in bright red reticular blood vessels, like a thick flesh-colored plastic tube, Feng Haosong held it in his hand like this.

About half a meter of intestinal tube was pulled out of his body, Feng Haosong let go of his right hand that was holding Wang Linkang's body, and an indescribable fear came to Wang Linkang's mind. Without even thinking about it, he swooped up from the ground, with the twisted horror on his face and the brief excitement of breaking free from the claws of death, and ran wildly towards the stairs without looking back.

Humans usually experience selective amnesia when their nervous and fearful thinking is at its peak. Wang Linkang is like this now. He only wanted to stay away from Feng Haosong, a crazy and fierce enemy, but completely forgot that his intestines were still in the hands of the other party.

He only ran a little more than five meters before he stopped.

Wang Linkang felt that his body was being quickly hollowed out, and a very strange sense of weightlessness permeated his whole body. Fear suppressed the pain, but it multiplied with the muffled sound of the "fluttering" of the wound in the abdomen. Wang Linkang turned his head and found that Feng Haosong was still in place, looking at him with a sneering gaze. He tugged at the intestine tightly in his hand, connecting it with his body in a straight line, dangling in mid-air, like a little girl's favorite rubber band.

Can't run anymore!

Keep running, my liver, my kidneys, my heart...... All the organs in my body will be dragged out.

"Don't ...... Please...... Be merciful! ”

Wang Linkang covered his stomach with both hands, and his body bent down involuntarily. The great pain had only now overpowered the fear. Little by little, he moved his steps towards the way he came, and shouted with his trousers and shouted to stuff his intestines into his abdominal cavity little by little. Wang Linkang's face turned pale for a while, and blood and various bodily fluids continued to drip along the wound.

With indescribable madness and violence, Feng Haosong tore off Wang Linkang's intestines with both hands.

He wasn't going to cut off the guy's head or give him a bullet.

It's too cheap to do that.

Even if the intestines are detached from the body, he can still survive for a long time.

The most terrible thing is not death, but knowing that death may come at any time, you can't do anything, and no one will come to save you.

Feng Haosong is not a member of Liu Tianming's team, and he doesn't know many things.

He thought that Liu Tianming was Wang Linkang's bodyguard.

He thought that Wang Linkang had hired these powerful kinds.

If you want to kill Wang Linkang to take revenge, you must first kill Liu Tianming and other mutant infectees.

However, this is not the case.

Feng Haosong threw away the sticky intestines in his hand, glanced at Wang Linkang, who was really crying and hurriedly stuffing the intestines back into his body, strode up to Liu Tianming, and untied a few bundled detonators from his body.

"Now, I'm yours."

Feng Haosong vigorously ripped open his clothes, revealing his naked chest, and let out a cheerful voice after a man's greatest hope was satisfied: "Eat!" ”

He is willing to do anything for revenge.

Now that my wish has been fulfilled, there is no point in living. Even if Wang Linkang is crushed into minced meat, it is impossible for the dead wife and children to come back to life.

Liu Tianming spewed out a faint smoke from his mouth, looking at Feng Haosong standing in front of him, as if he was looking at a piece of tender and juicy black pepper steak.

He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and said lightly, "You go!" ”

The corners of Feng Haosong's eyes twitched slightly, and the hunger that was forcibly suppressed continued to flicker in the depths of his eyes: "Are you willing to let me go?" ”

Liu Tianming raised his right hand, pointed to the window opposite, and said expressionlessly: "You should understand that we are all predators. If you're too close to the others, I can't save you. While I haven't changed my mind yet, get out of ...... Get out now! Get out of here! ”

He suddenly became rough, and his roar turned directly into a growl.

Liu Tianming was also hungry.

He struggled to maintain the last shred of sanity.

Liu Tianming once again confirmed that there is no hellish friendship between mutant infections. The fundamental reason for the balance between team members and themselves comes from their own blood. That's supposed to be a hierarchical effect from the same mutated cells. They will obey their own orders, they will follow their own arrangements, and all of them will form a cohesive collective.

However, this kind of cooperation and friendship is limited to one's own people, and cannot be extended to other infected individuals.

For example, Feng Haosong is now standing in front of himself.

Even if it's my own father, as long as it's not because of the mutation of my own cells, I will eat him cleanly and leave nothing behind.

Feng Haosong didn't hesitate for a second, turned around and left.

He was able to understand Liu Tianming's thoughts.

Although he didn't understand why he let himself go and didn't accept his piece of "food", Feng Haosong felt that this was a good guy.

Of course, I was also hungry and wanted to eat him too.

Looking at Feng Haosong's back as he quickly moved away, Liu Tianming roared out a warning with the most ultimatum from his mouth: "Don't let me see you again." Next time, I won't show mercy. ”

This is also what Feng Haosong wants to say to Liu Tianming.

……

This is the end of the fierce battle, which makes people feel a little anticlimactic.

No one questioned Liu Tianming's order, and no one objected to his move to let Feng Haosong go. At this moment, Liu Tianming truly felt that he had an unparalleled authority in the team.

Huang He felt very unhappy.

He walked into the room with a curse, took out a few cans from the food box, cut through the tin cap with a sharp fighting knife, and devoured it in a big gulp.

Liu Tianming walked up to him and sat down, looked at the Yellow River, whose hungry expression had subsided a lot, and asked calmly, "Do you feel better?" ”

Huang He didn't say anything, but his body was trembling violently.

That's the mutant cells venting their anger.

"That's a pretty poor fellow."

Liu Tianming lit two cigarettes, lit them with a lighter, and handed one over, as if to justify his actions: "His wife and children all died because of Wang Linkang." He wants revenge. He...... Well, he is not our enemy. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as Huang He's hand loosened, the canned food box that had already eaten most of it fell to the ground.

He threw himself into Liu Tianming's arms desperately and cried like a child.

"I'm hungry...... I'm so hungry...... I, I'm so hungry! ”

Liu Tianming showed a wry smile on his face.

This is certainly not the active mood of the Yellow River, it is still the result of the control of mutant cells.

Liu Tianming could only hold him like a nanny, as if persuading the disobedient child to lose his temper and make a promise.

"The next time you encounter food, I'll make sure you eat it first. I...... Guarantee! ”

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