Because of the money.

Because my father was an alcoholic.

Because the mother was having an affair.

In short, lots and lots ......

Liu Tianming still remembers that they hid behind his back, talking angrily and in low voices.

I remember an argument in another room late at night.

I remember my father beating people and my mother yelling.

All these things are gray parts of memory. Liu Tianming always wanted to forget them. Whenever he was unhappy, or couldn't sleep, he would sit on the bed and look out the window in a daze. This habit continues to this day. It is precisely because of those gray memories in his childhood that never made him feel happy that he cherishes Chen Po's love so much. Especially in the matter of whether or not to destroy Chen Po, I have always felt that it is difficult to choose.

Now, Liu Tianming is sober in bed, thinking about the future.

He wasn't sure how bad things would be.

However, I was also infected.

If, one day in the future, I also become like Chen Po, will Zheng Xiaoyue pick up a kitchen knife and cut off my head?

Gradually, Liu Tianming finally felt that his eyelids were a little heavy. He likes the feeling of tiredness and the fact that he stops thinking endlessly at this time.

Just as he was putting his pillow back on and trying to adjust his position to lie down, suddenly, looking out of the window, he saw a man wandering on the empty road outside.

He walked far down the street. The surface of the skin was a miserable white, and the round belly was covered with scratches. These marks must have been caused by something sharp, crisscrossing back and forth on the surface of his body, as if looking down from the sky over the dense network of roads in the center of the city.

He was fat, more than twice as fat as the fattest guy Liu Tianming had ever seen. The whole body was full of fat, and the body was like a full balloon, swaying back and forth on the road. He didn't wear shoes, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, making a "click, click" sound.

The guy has no hair on the top of his head. Despite being fat, he has steady legs and feet, and every step is full of power. He seems to have a special preference for vehicles, and every car parked on the side of the road is gently stroked by the palm of his hand. After that, a long grayish-white trail is left on the surface of the body. It looks dirty, like a thick layer of paint.

Liu Tianming thought to himself, maybe this is a guy with a special penchant for destruction.

He may be holding a brush or spray can paint in his hand, and he is applying oil paint to the vehicle in the simplest way possible. After dawn, the owners of the car in this neighborhood will definitely be furious, stomping their feet and scolding their mothers.

It's a man. The male symbol between his legs is too large to ignore.

Liu Tianming didn't understand, why didn't he wear clothes?

He walked towards his house, then turned onto the sidewalk opposite, stopping between two tall plane trees.

It's close.

The night breeze was blowing in the air, and his flabby arms hung down at the sides of his shoulders, and there were large red marks on his chest, which was held up high by fat meat, and he didn't know if it was paint or what. By the way, I was wrong, he had hair, but in small quantities. The messy strands of hair fluttering in the breeze, half-length and not short, are easily reminiscent of the beautiful models in shampoo commercials who flick their hair and fly in the air, but the difference in size is too great.

The moon came out of the depths of the clouds, and a silvery light shone from the sky.

His gaze was glazed and dim in the faint moonlight. What's even more terrifying is that a frenzied energy is released from his eyes, and he is scanning around.

The moment the moonlight appeared, Liu Tianming felt that his whole body froze as if he had been shocked. Breathing suddenly stopped, and his hands froze in the air. The entire body is completely unconscious. Even the blood in the body stopped flowing.

Liu Tianming knew this person.

Although the entire fat man's face has been deformed in a large area, and the swelling and pus have made him unrecognizable, Liu Tianming can clearly know that this is Wang Fushou, the owner of Fu'an chicken farm.

This is not a careful and deep judgment of things by the naked eye, but a latent sense from the cells in the body.

didn't have time to think about it, Liu Tianming got dressed as quickly as possible.

Gotta get out, gotta go out and catch this guy.

Although Liu Tianming was a little afraid to meet Wang Fushou's eyes full of death, he knew an extremely terrifying fact.

Wang Fushou was bitten by Xiao Wu. He's infected, and he's mutated.

……

Wang Fushou is always looking for food.

He was so nimble on his legs and feet that he got out of the chasing police and villagers that he didn't think about and got into the garbage room on the side of the road. It smelled of foul smell, and anyone in their right mind, except for cleaners and scavengers, wouldn't want to go in at all. Wang Fushou stayed there until late at night, and he could no longer hear the slightest movement outside, and then crawled out.

Swinging all the way, Wang Fushou also encountered a lot of vehicles speeding by on the road. Instead of taking the middle of the dangerous road, he walked along the sidewalk. The fat naked body is very noticeable under the street lamp. Many of the cars slowed down, and the occupants rolled down the windows and looked at him with surprise and disgust. Whenever this happens, Wang Fushou opens his mouth wide and starts singing with his throat pulled.

"I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it over to my uncle who was a policeman. My uncle borrowed money and nodded at me, and I said to my uncle: Uncle is shameless! ”

This is typical psychopathic behavior.

Only a madman with an unclear brain would wander the road in the middle of the night, bare-assed, with his chickens exposed, and then shouting and cursing absurd ballads.

Wang Fushou just wants to make these people feel like crazy people. Only in this way can you become safe.

It is also one of the most effective methods of hunting. As long as there is a car parked nearby, Wang Fushou will immediately pounce on it without hesitation and gnaw the necks of those who want to see his jokes.

His luck was bad, there were no pedestrians on the road, and even when a few cars stopped, they didn't turn off. The people in the car listened to themselves singing and looked at themselves with disdain and abruptness. Then, spitting at themselves, they revved up again, keeping the filthy phlegm and flying dust to themselves.

Liu Tianming changed into a set of dark black sweatshirts and walked like flying on the road.

This is the clothes he has prepared a long time ago. The stall is very cheap and is best used at such times.

Liu Tianming did not go out of the gate of the community, but opened the window and jumped down directly. It's not high above the ground, and with his speed and agility, he won't hurt if he falls directly to the ground. Moreover, this is the closest to the position where Wang Fushou stayed before, and he can catch up quickly.

Wang Fushou felt that someone was chasing after him.

He didn't look back, didn't hesitate, and immediately ran straight ahead.

Liu Tianming was a little surprised.

He didn't expect Wang Fushou's reaction to be so flexible. Seeing that there was no one around, he hurriedly sped up the speed on his feet.

Wang Fushou did not run far.

He burrowed into a nearby alley. At the moment when Liu Tianming had just chased in, Wang Fushou had already turned around, opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth, and pounced towards Liu Tianming with saliva that emitted a disgusting stench.

Wang Fushou felt that Liu Tianming was the most suitable food for himself.

He was surprised that he would find such delicious prey in a densely populated downtown area?

Although he hasn't eaten it so far, Wang Fushou thinks so. Because there was an indescribable excitement surging in the body, it was so intense, so chaotic. Even when I hid in a puddle and starved for many days, facing the bodies of children who drowned, I never felt more satisfied and needed for food than I am now.

It's like a person who has been hungry for many days and suddenly sees a big bowl of oily and hot braised pork.

Liu Tianming was caught off guard, and the two of them collided head-on, and Wang Fushou bit his left shoulder, tearing off a large piece of belt meat.

"Sneer————"

The sound of his clothes being torn was very loud, and Wang Fushou didn't think about it, he raised his neck, opened his mouth and swallowed the piece of meat. A large amount of blood gushed out from Liu Tianming's wound and splashed on Wang Fushou's face, and he licked it with his rough tongue covered with fleshy particles, and his cloudy eyes suddenly glowed.

It tastes really good.

This piece of meat, and the taste of this blood, I don't know how many times more than I had eaten those foods before. The difference is like the green vegetable tofu with little salt and the delicacies of the mountains and seas made by the chef's skillful hands.

Intense pain spread to every corner of the body. Liu Tianming clutched his injured shoulder tightly, took a few steps back, and looked at Wang Fushou who was munching on his own flesh in horror.

The chicken farmer doesn't look like a normal person at all.

His eyes and lips were as gray as a dead man, bloodless. The eyes, in particular, are sunken deep into the head, completely losing the ability to see. The skin on the surface of the body is covered with pustules, and at first glance, it looks like a huge humanoid toad.

"You...... You are mine. No...... Move, let me ...... I...... Ate ...... You. ”

There is no room for excess in the mutated mouth. It's all about the changes in his teeth and tongue, which makes Wang Fushou feel that it is difficult to speak, and he is no longer as fluent as before. His voice was muffled and inaudible, but Liu Tianming quickly understood what the other party wanted to express through the close connection between cells. For a few seconds, Liu Tianming felt that his thinking had become sluggish and sluggish, because everything in front of him seemed chaotic and slightly blurry.

This seems to be an attack of the spiritual category. It's just that the attack amplitude is weak. Perhaps, this is the ability that Wang Fushou evolved after mutation, but even he himself was not aware of the power contained in it.

He has a lot of strength, but he is definitely no match for himself. My speed is superior, and the trouble is the kind of mental attack that is not there.

Liu Tianming quickly compared the advantages of friend and foe. At this time, Wang Fushou shouted again.