Chapter 442: You Took Dead People's Things?
Strathman, this guy is really cheating.
The fat man's reaction was extremely fast, and the distance between the two was almost close, and he was stunned for a moment to press his legs against Strathman's chest, and they were too close to each other to exert their strength. In front of his forehead, he could even smell the rancid breath exhaled from Strathman's mouth, and the thick mucus dripped down the corners of his mouth several times, almost dripping onto the fat man's face several times. It didn't take long for the thing to be buried, and the skin on his face was rotten to the point that it was not human, and a few pieces of rancid stench were hanging and crumbling.
"I'll go, if I get kissed by him, I won't be able to eat for months." I don't know what this guy said about cheating the corpse, he grabbed Strathman's right hand with one hand, pulled out a knife with the other hand and slammed it towards his right hand, and suddenly the sharp knife cut off Strathman's right hand, and the pus in the wound flowed down.
I didn't want to cut off his hand so easily with a knife, like a biscuit. Unexpectedly, it aroused his ferocity even more, and the more he pinched the fat man's throat with his left hand, the tighter he contracted.
I... Why are you all watching the show... Come and help pull him away... Good no good...
Han Qingxin calmly raised his gun to aim and shoot, and fired several shots at Strathman's head in succession. At the same time, Wu Min's pistol was also aimed at his head, and under the two-phase shooting, Strathman's head suddenly pierced countless bullet holes, and the skull burst open, and the brains were scattered all over the ground.
The frightened crowd breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this time the fat man who was in danger of escape had red and white brains splashing on his face, and disgustingly pushed away Strathman's corpse, they had never seen such a terrifying moment. These two women are more ruthless than the other.
Zhu Beichen was taken aback and said, "Fatty, are you okay?" ā
Just wanted to reply, how could it be okay, this body is full of dead flesh and blood, disgusting and disgusting, the fat man said: "I said that this thing can't be saved, you see how long it hasn't been buried..."
Unexpectedly, Strathman, whose head was shattered, slowly rose from the mud with half of his skull trembling and trembling. This kind of scene is even more thrilling than a horror movie, and the fat man swallows it alive. The brain is the center of the whole body, and Strathman, who has lost his head, can still struggle to stand up, and the mystery of this land has exceeded their imagination.
They were all so frightened by the scene that they couldn't figure out what was going on, including Strathman's corpse suddenly spoofing it, and his ability to walk upright after losing his head. Now, he trembled and moved closer to where the fat man was standing, and the terrifying vitality of life force was probably only for creatures like cockroaches and snakes that could maintain their limbs for a while with the support of nerves after losing their heads.
Slightly stunned, the fat man didn't dare to hesitate, and ran away after shaking his senses. Wu Min was also completely frightened, the gun in his hand fell to the ground, turned around and ran in the opposite direction screaming. Among them, the fat man was the tallest, but Strathman, who was chasing after him, was a little smaller. However, what are you kidding, a headless corpse chasing after it is nothing more than the size of the body, and it seems to outsiders to be funny at best, and the horror in his heart can be seen from the fat flesh that is dancing all over the fat man's body.
The rest of the people who were watching the situation were so frightened that they turned around and ran for their lives. After running for a distance, Strathmann was only chasing the fat man, and it seemed that everyone else had become a transparent existence in his eyes, not to mention that his head was shattered, and there was no organ to see, so how could he determine the location of the fat man.
"Iā" The fat man ran and panted heavily, and said, "I said, why is he chasing after me, so you should also help me share the pressure." ā
A kick hit a rock, and the strong inertia caused the fat man to fall forward, and the pain in his knee came. The fat man sighed and sighed one after another, and the headless Strathman walked slowly, but he took advantage of the time difference to catch up.
It's strange why he chased after the fat man and abandoned the others. Compared with other people, the fat man has nothing special except for a little more oil, not to mention the broken appearance of one leg, the fat man knows that he is entangled by that guy again, and the heavy pinch is holding his throat.
At this moment, Shichima, who had been hiding for a long time, finally appeared, jumped down from the treetops on one side, and jumped to within three meters of the fat man without mistake, first holding Strathman's shoulder with one hand and pulling it back, so that the fat man who was almost knocked down took a breath. Then he withdrew his hand and took out a peachwood dagger from his arms, and without trying to determine the location of his heart intuitively, he stabbed it in, and the dagger sank straight into Strathman's back and through his chest, leaving the handle of the knife to stop.
The fat man was full of chills and watched Strathman's body fall in front of him, and said to himself: "It's so dangerous, but why doesn't he chase others." ā
Strathman was finally completely dead, half of his head smothered in the mud, his limbs and torso thin, and his arms already covered with shaggy white hair.
Wu Min and the others who escaped walked out, and they could still see the horror in her eyes, Jiang Erye looked at Strassmann's corpse coldly, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he sighed: "There were too many evils in life, and the corpse was really not at peace after death." ā
Omitting the tediousness of reminiscing one by one, Jiang Erye turned his head and said with an enthusiastic face: "How about it, is it good to think about it now, let's get together, it's a good thing for both parties, at least we can minimize the dangers we encounter in the future." We still have some equipment that needs to be used. ā
Patting the mud, the fat man's chill suddenly rose and looked at Strathman, then looked at Jiang Erye and said: "Second Master Jiang, I have heard of your name, the means are spicy, cooperating with you is to seek skin with the tiger, what benefits can we get, and how can we ensure that we will not bury us all with this ancient city after finding what you need." ā
Jiang Erye's name is a well-known existence in the Tao, and when he rarely appears, most of the time there are a group of subordinates who take care of things. The news about this person that I learned from the side is all ruthless characters who do everything perfectly. When there are benefits to be made, this person is a smiling tiger, but behind the smiling face is a sinister and vicious heart, simply put, the fat man can't trust him at all.
The people present were all seeing the big names of the Jiang family for the first time, except for July, and the chilling killing momentum was definitely cultivated by soaking in a high position for many years. Zhu Beichen was not afraid of the other party's momentum, and naturally stretched out his wrist into the air and said half-jokingly: "Second Master Jiang? We really need friends right now, and it's great that we're able to work with each other. ā
The sudden change in attitude made the fat man, Han Qingxin and the others not react, what kind of trouble did this guy make, or a baby from the school, he didn't have enough social experience, and he didn't know how he died sooner or later when he cooperated with such a person.
Han Qingxin was stunned, and when he saw Zhu Beichen stretching out a hand, he naturally grabbed his wrist and shook his head, signaling him not to do it slowly. The mood of several people was rough and complicated, as if this hand was stretched out and would join forces with the devil and put their fate in the hands of the devil.
The two hands were clasped tightly together, it was not a big deal in Zhu Beichen's opening, and when it came to scheming and defensiveness, he thought that he was well prepared.
Han Qingxin and the fat man didn't say anything anymore, everything was in vain, they were already used to his stubbornness.
"It's a pleasure to work with." Jiang Erye smiled and let go of his hand, his eyes still shining with a terrifying light. Attention then turned to Strathman's corpse.
"What's going on with him, how can he come back from the dead?"
Although this phenomenon cannot be talked about resurrection from the dead, Jiang Erye still used this word. Zhu Beichen smelled the sandalwood fragrance again, and looked at the fat man vigilantly with suspicious eyes, and the fat man seemed to have thought of something, and he cowered and took a few steps back.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid. I don't really have anything hidden in me. ā
Qijian waved his hand to shake off the dust, and his suspicious tone was no different from Zhu Beichen: "Then how do you explain that he only chases you, not us." His head is all smashed, his visual system is completely crippled, how can he confirm your location? ā
The fat man shrank his head and looked at the ground, not daring to meet the sharp gaze of Shichima. He is right, the eyes are sharp and vicious, if a person cannot see, then the way to judge the trajectory of action is to taste and hear. But Strassman's head was smashed by a gun, and the faint smell on the fat man's body could even be smelled by Zhu Beichen, so how could Qijian ignore it.
Shichima believed in his own sensory judgment, and this precise judgment came from years of cultivation and rich experience precipitation, the fat man's expression was enough to prove that this person had a problem, he must have done something before without everyone knowing, so he didn't dare to look directly into his gaze.
"I... That..."
"What are you carrying, did you take something from a dead man?" Jiang Erye twitched his nose sensitively, and he also smelled some strange smell from the fat man, maybe this fat man wrapped things tightly, but he still couldn't hide the smell of things, because it was too strong.
took the dead man's things, Jiang Erye's intuitive and simple expression was simply a word. Jiang Erye has never been to the tomb in his life, the kind of objects that have been contaminated with the breath of death will be more or less contaminated with the erosive atmosphere of the corpse due to the perennial decay of the corpse, this kind of object is naturally with the resentment of the deceased, from a certain point of view, it is very evil, so most of the people who visit the tomb to collect treasure only take the treasure and will not move the things on the corpse. How frustrated this fat man must have been, and the idea of actually killing objects on people's bodies.
Han Qingxin's muzzle turned slightly, and his tone also had a threatening charm: "Say, what did you take." "If we talk about the objects of the dead, the corpse they have touched before is nothing more than the one in the wooden house, and then there is the recently dead Strathman, and Strathman's body has been searched, and nothing of value is left. Well, he came across the body that must have been in the cabin, but he didn't know what he had taken.