"I'm going to slaughter this damn bastard!"

Huang He cursed uncleanly, he threw away the assault rifle that had run out of bullets, drew the Gurkha knife inserted in the belt of his waist, like a humanoid mountain bear, and pounced towards Fang Wenzhong.

Liu Tianming didn't know how to deal with the giant monster in front of him. This kind of enemy is beyond his normal understanding. Without having time to think about it, Liu Tianming dodged the attack of one of the tentacles in Fang Wen, and also drew his saber and slashed at the other tentacle in Fang Wen.

Food!

It's food!

The same voice, the same shout, surged wildly in the minds of Liu Tianming, Huang He, Zheng Xiaoyue, Liao Qiu, Luo Kuan, and Fang Wenzhong. It boils down to three words: eat it!

Liao Qiu rushed out of the room quickly, he was not a professional combatant after all, and he had not been trained in this area. The weapon in his hand was only a single rebar. Liao Qiu stepped forward quickly, picked up the steel bar like crazy and stabbed it at Fang Wenzhong's body. Liu Tianming grabbed a tentacle and picked up the knife to slash desperately.

Devouring a large number of living people, Fang Wen has a high evolutionary power. His skin is so tough that the sharp blade can't hurt it. Liu Tianming immediately noticed this, and did not change the direction of the attack, but brandished the machete and slashed at the same position many times. Soon, cracks appeared on the surface of the tough gray tentacles, and they were slashed larger and larger until they broke.

The blade is shrinking.

Liu Tianming suddenly discovered that the liquid gushing out of the body of the giant monster in Fang Wen was not blood at all, but a substance similar to a strong acid. It is able to melt metal and melt the knife in its hand.

Liao Qiu was only a juvenile in the early stage of mutation, his strength was insufficient, and he did not have the speed of Liu Tianming's metamorphosis. A single steel bar simply does not pose a threat to the text. He simply threw the steel bar, grabbed a tentacle and slammed it into the wall next to him, then opened his mouth and bit recklessly at the gray and slippery tentacles. Liao Qiu found that his teeth worked, and his strength was somewhat stronger than that of his arms. The slippery tentacle surface cracked, and a lot of liquid spilled out. They were very hot, and Liao Qiu felt that his mouth and face were on fire, as if they were splashed with boiling water. He still hasn't given up. Unconsciously, a large mouthful of Fang Wen's blood was drunk in his mouth, and his whole body suddenly burned as hot.

Liao Qiu couldn't support it anymore. He screamed, let go, rolled, hit the back of his head on the green belt flower stand on the side of the road, snorted, and fainted.

When Luo Kuan saw this scene, anger and blood instantly surfaced in his eyes.

"Xiaoqiu is dead...... I'm going to kill this filthy and ugly! ”

With an earth-shattering roar, the muscles of Luo Kuan's whole body swelled in an extremely strange way. The clothes on his body were completely propped up, and there was a "hiss" cracking sound. Luo Kuan tore off the tattered fabrics that bound his body, his hands were clenched into fists, the muscles of his chest and shoulders tightened sharply, and his bright red eyes actually radiated light, like a vicious wolf patrolling and hunting in the dark night.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

Luo Kuan roared hoarsely: "I'm going to kill this guy, get out of the way of me!" ”

Liu Tianming and Huang He, who were in close combat, subconsciously glanced at each other and quickly jumped away from Fang Wenzhong's side.

They didn't understand what Luo Kuan was trying to do.

But since he said so, there must be a reason for him.

"Ah...... Yes...... Wow......"

Luo Kuan screamed and roared. Everyone saw him tearing at his shoulders and chest desperately. The swollen muscles were grabbed by him like plasticine, dragging them away from their original position on his left shoulder, forming a high, bulging mass of skin-muscle mixture.

This lump of flesh did not leave Luo Kuan's body, but quickly changed shape in front of everyone. It was spinning, twisting, and its surface was covered with thick veins like tree roots. This kind of deformation is obviously extremely painful torture for Luo Kuan. He screamed, losing his balance several times and leaning to fall. He stood there and held out, blood gushing from his gums, which had been clenched too tightly. Finally, the lump of flesh on the left shoulder finally turned into a circle, and a tube protruding more than twenty centimeters towards the front protruded.

Luo Kuan's two eyes were fixed on Fang Wenzhong, who was standing opposite. The pupils contracted, and the red in the depths of the eyes actually illuminated a pair of red dots on the surface of Fang Wen's body. This bizarre change shocked everyone.

"Get out of the way, he's aiming!"

Liu Tianming instantly understood Luo Kuan's intentions. He jumped towards the green belt next to him, but a bit of extremely dazzling white light erupted from the depths of the muscle cylinder on Luo Kuan's left shoulder. Immediately, it became larger, and an incomparably bright light appeared from the position of the nozzle, shooting rapidly towards Fang Wenzhong, which was dozens of meters away.

The light is very thin, about two centimeters in diameter, and it is clear that it contains energy. It hit Fang Wen in the abdomen accurately, and then there was an incredibly violent explosion. It felt like it had been hit by a heavy shell, its entire body was blown apart, and the huge shock wave shattered the window glass of the surrounding rooms, and even Liu Tianming, who was standing in the green belt, could feel a wave of heat rushing towards his face.

Luo Kuan, who had finished shooting, had obviously exhausted his physical strength. He bent his knees, fell to his knees, and then lay down, not even having the strength to struggle. When Yang Qingguo ran over to help him up, he found that the strange bright red in Luo Kuan's eyes was rapidly fading, and the flesh and blood like the cannon barrel on his shoulders were slowly returning to its original position. He gasped for breath and sweated profusely, like a critically ill patient in collapse.

"You ...... You damn bastards, I'm going to kill you! ”

Looking at the huge wound in his abdomen that had been blown open, Fang Wenzhong was shocked and angry. He felt like he couldn't keep his balance and his energy was rapidly draining from his body.

Liu Tianming rushed over from the green belt. He accelerates, stops, jumps, sprints...... Perform all sorts of unbelievable evasive maneuvers between the twitching tentacles.

I need a knife, I need a weapon.

Liu Tianming didn't know what kind of changes had happened to Luo Kuan. But for sure, it's a biological skill unique to mutated infected.

Although Luo Kuan's explosive rays were only once, they were extremely powerful and seriously injured Fang Wenzhong. In contrast, Liu Tianming suddenly felt that his "phantom" speed really couldn't play a role. This is supposed to be an escape skill, very agile and agile, but unable to deal damage to enemies.

The Gurkha knife made of steel has been dissolved by the acid in Fang Wen's body. I can't beat this guy without weapons.

The bullets that were fired into his body were probably also melted. No wonder its vitality is so strong, it can't be killed no matter how hard it fights.

Weapons!

I need weapons!

Suddenly, Liu Tianming felt that there was suddenly one more thing in his hand.

It was a white knife.

Its surface is smooth and rounded, reflecting a moon-white sheen. Judging by the appearance, it is obvious that it is not made of metal, but something like ivory. It is about half a meter in length, and its shape is a simple chopping cold weapon. But its edges are extremely sharp, and although he hasn't tried it specifically, Liu Tianming can clearly feel its power.

This thing didn't appear in your hands out of thin air. Liu Tianming felt his body tremble for a while. He raised his right hand and saw the hilt of the knife, which was tightly attached to his wrist.

It grows out of its own body, emerges from the edge of the sephthal of the palm, and a hard and rough grip appears in the palm of the hand, with an angle of about forty-five degrees between the blade and the arm, which is the most conducive way to attack.

Why is this happening?

As soon as this thought popped up in his mind, Liu Tianming immediately saw the long-lost mysterious picture in his mind space. At the end of the strip trunk, in the middle of the grayish ring without any pattern, a bright spot suddenly appeared, and then quickly changed into the shape of a short knife.

This pattern is like lightning flashing across the sky in the dark night, which exists for less than a second and then quickly disappears.

Fang Wenzhong wanted to escape.

He realized that he had made a mistake, he didn't expect that there were so many powerful opponents hiding here. There were two voices shouting in my head at the same time, one yelling "food" and the other frantically shouting "danger". It's like two well-trained fighting cocks, desperately attacking each other, desperately fighting for control of their dominance.

A look of fear appeared on Liu Tianming's face.

There was a strong greed in his eyes.

After a moment of hesitation, greed finally overrode fear.

Liu Tianming saw the undisguised greed on Fang Wenzhong's face. He stooped and rushed towards the nearest tentacle, the tip of the blade that had just appeared in his hand aimed at his target. Fang Wenzhong saw Liu Tianming waving his right hand, but he couldn't see his movements clearly. Then the body was light, and the tentacles of the left leg were cut off by the roots.

The black-gray tentacles writhed back and forth on the ground, as if someone had stepped on it suddenly, and it was an earthworm struggling desperately on the edge of life and death.

Liu Tianming pulled out the blade of the white porcelain texture from the depths of the flesh and blood in Fang Wen, and there was no trace of blood at the edge. This weapon was very smooth, it was not corroded by the strong acid in Fang Wen's body, it was still sharp.

Night is falling.

Zheng Xiaoyue raised her right hand and leaned out from behind the "Mazda" sedan.

Liu Tianming saw her movements, and hurriedly stopped her: "Don't, I can kill this guy." ”

He knew that Zheng Xiaoyue was preparing to launch the icicle, just like he had done at the window of the room before.

Liu Tianming wanted to try out the new abilities he had just acquired.

Cutting off the tentacles emboldened him, and Fang Wenzhong turned around angrily and swung the other two tentacles at him. Liu Tianming seized the opportunity to go around to the side and slashed at Fang Wenzhong's chest again. The sharp blade cut through the skin and muscles, severing the tentacles that the entire left arm had turned into, and slicing through the armpit. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.