Chapter 313: Mutants

When Vladimir rushed over with his gun and his dozen people, the black monster had completely stopped. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was accompanied by a dozen of his brothers, Kivilov standing beside him, all with guns pointed at the black extreme mutant who sat on the ground against the giant deathworm.

To Vladimir Volvida's surprise, the monster's eyes were human.

But where can Vladimir manage such a mess, the former soldier of the Russian military did not hesitate to shoot, more than a dozen people, the types of guns they carried are different, most of the guns in their hands are ripped from the dead, and most of these are just ordinary people before the end of the world, maybe they have practiced guns, but the real combat and firing are learned in this short time of the end of the world.

If they hadn't learned, they wouldn't be standing here.

Although Vladimir has never been explicitly in this team, this burly thirty-seven-year-old veteran with a full beard has long been the leader of this group.

Therefore, Vladimir opened fire, and everyone in the field opened fire.

The weapons in the hands of these people were not of a large caliber, and the firepower was enough to kill, but Vladimir soon realized that the black mutant in front of him was not the kind of weapon in their hands that could kill.

Because the bullets smashed into the black and dense scale armor of this guy, it bounced in all directions as if it had hit a steel plate, and the monster did not leave a trace of it.

And this monster showed a rather helpless look, and even turned half of his head, blocking his eyes with one hand, with a posture of "okay, good, you can do anything".

Vladimir immediately stopped his companions, ammunition was still scarce in the apocalypse, and, if he continued to fight like this, he was really afraid that the stray bullets flying sideways would not kill the mutant, and he would kill seven or eight of their own people first.

When the black mutant realized this, he turned his face, glanced at Vladimir in the center, and said a little speechlessly: "Can we shoot without coming up?" ”

This is a standard Chinese sentence.

Vladimir Vovida had never been to China, and he didn't move at all except that he could hear that it was in Chinese.

However, this did not prevent the turmoil in this man's heart.

A mutant can speak, what does that mean?

He glanced at his old friend, Kivilov, and noticed that the other's eyes were equally shocked, and when the bearded warrior looked back, he realized that the mutant was looking at him with a look of despair and a hillbilly expression.

I rubbed it, despised by a mutant.

Vladimir's mood at this moment is indescribable.

And the next moment, the mutant's behavior made him deeply ...... Astound.

Because this guy spoke English.

He said in rather broken English: "I am not your enemy. ”

(The following dialogue will be basically in English, but given the limited English proficiency of the contemptible people, although there is a Google Translate and the like, it is better to write it directly in Chinese...... ）

English, although not Vladimir's native language, is still understandable.

He glanced at the monster in front of him, and hesitated for a moment before continuing to fire and talking to the other party to try these two options, and chose the latter, after all, judging from the current situation, with their weak (he himself had to admit this) firepower, it was impossible to pose any real threat to the mutant in front of him who seemed to be the end of the crossbow - if Lin Mo knew what this guy was thinking at this time, he would definitely ask him angrily if someone hit you with glass beads, although it didn't bleed, but you didn't hurt, Moreover, although talking mutants are rare, Vladimir is not the kind of person who thinks so much about the future of humanity, and feels that he can't take a huge risk to kill this mutant, and it is best if he can communicate without conflict.

Therefore, he replied in English: "You won't eat us?" ”

His sentence is much stronger in English than the black variation, and he uses the simplest grammar and words in English to form this sentence, thinking that this variant may not learn English as well as Chinese, so he can understand it.

But what made the Russian strong man a little puzzled was that the mutant head in front of him looked at him with a look that was both loveless and like an idiot.

Vladimir was a little puzzled and annoyed, but he knew that mutants were mutants, and that they might be humanized or even able to understand multiple human languages, but in some places, it might be that people think differently after all.

Therefore, Vladimir suppressed the annoyance of the mutant and said, "I mean, you won't kill us - you said there is no hostility." ”

Across from him, the black mutant was staring at him with terrifying scarlet pupils, a look that was serious about what Vladimir was saying.

There was no doubt that this black mutant was none other than Lin Mo.

He is now a grass and mud horse beast full of black lines and a basin on his face, and he feels that he has returned to the time when he was in college to take the English level 4 or 6, and his hearing is simply a miserable disaster.

He listened carefully to the strong Russian man in front of him, and even used his powerful eyesight blessed by his scarlet pupils to read his lips to help analyze what the guy in front of him was talking about.

Lin Mo now only regrets that he didn't learn English well when he was in junior high school, high school, and college.

But Lin Mo just thought about it, he really felt like he couldn't laugh or cry when he listened to the words of the guy in front of him.

But Lin Mo also understood.

If it had been at any other time, he might have whistled and flapped his wings and flown away.

But he's really a little tired right now.

In the great storm just now, he was swallowed by the damn big worm again, and almost turned into sand, and killed the two behemoths in the sandstorm, and pulled all the way through, originally intended to be used as rations after entering the city.

But he really couldn't do it anymore.

Although Lin Mo can be said to have not suffered any injuries, after a few moments, he can be said to really have one word from heart to body - tired.

He couldn't even drag this monster anymore, so you can imagine it.

So he thought about it, organized the language in his mind, and said, "This monster, for you, eat, I'll borrow a place to drink saliva and rest." ”

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(To be continued.) )