Chapter 80: The Green Fat Man

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I watched the fat man tear the human-faced bird in front of me in half with my bare hands. This is not the end, the fat man shook off the corpse of the human-faced bird on the left hand, and held the other half with both hands and squeezed it hard. For a moment, green glowing blood spurted all over him.

"Fatty! Fatso! "When I saw that the fat man had entered a state of rage, I chuckled in my heart and immediately realized that it was not good. An arrow rushed up to hold the fat man's hand, but he didn't expect that the fat man now had completely fallen into madness. As soon as I approached him, the fat man jerked his head up as if sensing my presence. Under the messy bangs, under the reflection of the green blood forehead of the human-faced bird, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at me deadly.

I subconsciously took a step back and raised my hands to signal that I was not threatening, and the fat man refocused on the corpse of the human-faced bird in his hand.

The fat man has fallen into absolute madness, and now he probably can't recognize him even if his own father comes. My heart said. Although the attack power of the fat man in this state is very amazing, I am worried about it here. This kind of crazy state of six relatives not recognizing, who the hell dares to drag it?

"And Tao! And Tao! "I yelled at He Tao and wanted to call him over to help. But just as I was shouting, I saw He Tao who had fallen into a bitter battle out of the corner of my eye.

No way. I scolded in my heart. The heart said that He Tao could not be counted on now. What the hell about Ran? And Lan!

With joy in his heart, he raised his head and was about to look for Lan's figure. But before I could scream, a human-faced bird swooped down on my face.

It has not been cleaned for many years, and it feeds on carrion. In addition to the disgusting rancid smell of acidity, there is more of a scorching smell on the human-faced bird.

The smell of fishy smell is a sign of impending danger. But now at such a close distance, I can't dodge it. The command from my brain made me quickly raise my hands in front of my forehead, and leaned forward to resist the next impact. But after waiting for a while with his eyes closed, nothing happened except for the constant screams of people or birds around him.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the fat man at first glance.

The fat man, covered in the green fluorescent blood of the human-faced bird, stood in front of me like a hulk. On the left and right sides of his hand, he still holds a wing that keeps dripping blood. And on his beak, a beak full of bird feathers is glued.

Years later, I mentioned it to the fat man. The fat man at that time just scratched his head, saying that he really didn't remember anything.

"But since I came back from that right place, the Xiang I pulled for several days has been fluorescent." The fat man said.

Let's talk about it again.

The fat man stood in front of me like a hulk, looked at the two wings in his hand, tossed them aside, and tried to catch the human-faced bird hovering overhead.

When I saw it, I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good. The heart said that if the fat man went on like this, he would collapse in another ten minutes. I can't continue to take a person of a fat man's size with me in the next mission. That means leaving the fat man here. But if you leave the fat man alone in this place, I don't have to think about what the consequences will be, I know what the consequences will be.

No, you have to do something to make the fat man stop. My heart said. But in what way? Singled out? No kidding. Don't drive the fat man who giggles with me all day long. But with a body like me, a fat man can overturn me ten times at a time, and he doesn't have to breathe.

Take a brick and knock him out and drag him away? Forget it. Don't say if I can get close to him now. Even if it can be close, this brick will go down...... I haven't photographed anyone. It's fine if you get stunned. What if I accidentally shoot him to death?

Holy shit, what the fuck are I going to do? I was so anxious, but I couldn't really do anything.

The fat man's bloodshot eyes stared at me for nearly three seconds, and then he suddenly turned to the human-faced bird next to him who was still trying to attack him, and began the unfinished slaughter.

This is really a massacre. The fat man, who fell into a rage, almost blocked out all the pain in his body. Countless human-faced birds swept over him. Every passing inevitably takes away a piece of meat somewhere. But the fat man remained unmoved, and his hands stretched out like vices. Every time it stretched out, a human-faced bird howled, turned in half and fell to the ground.

It will never work like this. Even if the fat man has the physical strength to fight like this, as the wounds on his body continue to increase, the fat man will definitely go into shock due to excessive blood loss.

In this kind of place, let alone excessive blood loss. Even ordinary small ones must be avoided as much as possible. Otherwise, the corpse poison carried by the human-faced bird will be infected like this, and you will have to die for half your life.

"Fatty!" I called him with the loudest voice I've ever heard in my life. The sound was so loud that it even covered the surrounding gunfire. And because of this, my shouts also attracted the attention of Lan not far away.

Speaking of Lan, I haven't seen her since I got down to the bottom of the cliff. At first, I thought she was going to help the vanguard, but I didn't expect that she had been around me all the time and didn't go far.

Hearing my shouts, Lan appeared next to me almost immediately.

Compared to the fat man covered in wounds and blood, Lan's situation is much better. Although it was covered in the glowing green blood of the human-faced bird, there was not a single wound I could see. It reassured me a little.

"What's wrong?" Lan asked me, cautiously alert to the human-faced birds around me.

"Fatty." I gasped: "The fat man went berserk." ”

Lan was slightly stunned when he heard this. The black knife in his hand slashed off the oncoming human-faced bird, and turned his head to look at the fat man. When he saw the fat man who had fallen into madness, Lan was stunned again. It seems that he didn't expect the fat man to become like this.

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid the fat man won't be able to hold on." I say. "Find a way to sober him up."

"Got it." Lan nodded slightly, raised his hand and split the human-faced bird in front of him in half with a knife. Then a roll came to the fat man.

As soon as the fat man saw someone approaching, he didn't care that he was about to rush forward regardless of the roar of thirty-seven twenty-one.

I saw Lan roll forward to avoid the fat tiger's pounce, and then stomped on the ground with his foot. With the help of this force, he rode directly on the shoulders of the fat man.

"Rest, big man." Lan held the black knife in his right hand and pulled a knife flower, and the knife was slashed with his back to the fat man's neck. The fat man snorted, and finally fell to the ground with a bang and fainted.

(New chapters can only be placed in this volume, otherwise each prompt update will prompt the update of the previous chapter, and the new one will not be displayed.) This is a chapter in the fourth volume of the Diagonal Street. ）