Chapter 10: Life hangs by a thread

After the thin man was seriously injured and fled, Yang Zheng also quickly climbed out from under the car.

With the help of special ammunition to deal with the mutant gene, he did not panic, and fired two shots in succession, killing the big man on the spot, and the thin man was also wounded and fled.

At this moment, with a gun in hand, Yang Zheng's heart seemed to have something to rely on, and the previous panic and nervousness had also decreased a lot.

I don't know what's going on, Yang Zheng obviously hasn't been a soldier before, let alone touched a firearm, but now why does he feel very familiar with it every time he picks up a weapon and uses it very skillfully.

It was a strange feeling, as if he had been implanted in his mind with the memory of being proficient in arms and weapons, which allowed him to use any firearm or weapon with ease.

Although Yang Zheng didn't understand what was going on, he vaguely felt that this matter should have something to do with the mysterious man.

Picking up the silver-white shotgun, Yang Zheng quickly filled it with a red round of ammunition, and after thinking slightly, he decided that he couldn't let go of the thin man.

Because, in this world, no one knows except for the thin man who ran away just now, but as long as his true identity is discovered, his life will be in danger at any time in the future.

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If the thin man hadn't been seriously injured, Yang Zheng would definitely not dare to come forward to pursue, because, in that case, not only would he not be able to kill the other party, but he might also be killed by the other party.

Now that the situation is reversed, the thin man is missing an arm, and his strength must be greatly weakened, so Yang Zheng decided to take the risk and give it a try.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng took the shotgun and quickly chased after him.

At this time, the thin man had escaped without a trace.

However, it will not be too difficult for Yang Zheng to find him.

On the dry dirt floor, there are black blood stains left all the way, which is very conspicuous at a glance.

Yang Zheng followed the blood stains sprinkled on the ground and trotted all the way to chase after him.

At the beginning, there were a lot of blood stains on the ground, but as time went on and the distance became longer and longer, there were fewer and fewer blood stains left on the ground, which made Yang Zheng feel a little anxious.

In the warehouse of the Nanshan Stone Factory before, he had seen with his own eyes that the sharp-faced blue-blooded man was seriously injured, and he was still able to quickly recover from his wounds with his terrifying self-healing ability. Although this skinny man is not a blue-blooded person, they seem to belong to a different type of mutant gene.

The thin man has a lot of strength, and he is not afraid of the sun, but his speed is not as fast as that of the blue-blooded man, and as for the self-healing ability, Yang Zheng is also a little unclear.

After all, when he was in the warehouse of the stone factory, the mysterious man only told him the basic information about the blue-blooded people, and as for other things, he didn't say anything at all.

Unconsciously, Yang Zheng had been following the blood trails on the ground for nearly ten minutes.

At this time, Yang Zheng was really shocked by the speed of the thin man's escape.

After suffering such a heavy blow and losing an entire arm, plus when running with one arm, the sense of balance is definitely not as smooth as that of both arms, so the escape speed must have been greatly affected, but despite this, the thin man still escaped without a trace.

This made Yang Zheng more and more anxious and irritable in the process of tracking.

Suddenly, an abandoned fish pond appeared in front of him, however, at this moment, the blood stains left on the ground were also intermittently scarce.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng's heart moved, and he cautiously touched towards the fish pond.

The area of the fish pond is very large, with a radius of dozens of acres.

In the abandoned fish pond, there are many rotten bamboo poles, and on the shore, there is a broken wooden boat.

In the innermost part of the fish pond, there are several thick wooden stakes in the water against the shore, and on top of the wooden stakes, a simple wooden house is built, which must have been used by the owner of the fish pond to guard the fish pond or to pile up fishing gear and other sundries.

Yang Zheng clenched the shotgun tightly and once again strengthened his vigilance.

The bloodstains only disappeared when they reached the vicinity of the fishpond, and there were only some barren fields around the fishpond, with many ridges and artemisia grass, which were extremely easy to hide, so it was very likely that the thin man was hiding around the fishpond.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng held his breath and cautiously searched and observed along the shore of the fish pond.

But the strange thing is that Yang Zheng almost searched around the fish pond, but he didn't find anything, not even a drop of blood, which made him very puzzled.

Unconsciously, Yang Zheng came to the side of the cabin in the fish pond.

Turning to look at the lonely wooden house built on the water, Yang Zheng shook his head, he felt that it was impossible for the thin man to choose the wooden house as a hiding place, because the target was too obvious, and once it was discovered, he would be directly blocked in the wooden house, and he couldn't escape if he wanted to, and if he wanted to fight back, it was even more impossible, after all, he had a gun, and he had the advantage of long-range attack, and it was difficult for the enemy to get close at all, not to mention that he was still a seriously injured one-armed enemy.

Standing next to the wooden house and watching for a long time, Yang Zheng's brows couldn't help but lock.

It seems that this thin man should be an expert at escaping, and in such an extremely unfavorable situation, he can hide his whereabouts so cleanly, what a terrible enemy.

After a fruitless search, Yang Zheng decided to leave the place and head to the top of a small hill not far ahead, to see if he could occupy a high geographical position and discover the whereabouts of the fleeing enemy.

Just as Yang Zheng was about to turn around and leave the fish pond, he suddenly raised his legs, and several flies were alarmed and flew off the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng's heart moved, and he squatted down.

A closer look at the ground where the flies had just flew, and I saw that there was a small piece of ground scattered with some hay and sand.

"It's just some hay and sand, how can it attract flies?"

Yang Zheng was suspicious, and immediately gently scraped away the small piece of sand and stone, and sure enough, a small brown blood stain on his face was cleverly covered.

After a few meters away, Yang Zheng found a similar cover on the ground.

At this time, Yang Zheng dared to be sure that the enemy must be hiding nearby!

Squatting next to the covered bloodstains, Yang Zheng patiently looked around, wanting to see where there were similar bloodstains.

After searching again to no avail, Yang Zheng had to set his sights on the abandoned wooden house.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place, will he deliberately use this to confuse me?" Yang Zheng thought to himself.

But in order not to let go of any suspicious places, Yang Zheng still decided to go to the wooden house to search.

Going around to the front of the wooden house, Yang Zheng found that the door of the wooden house was long gone, although he could clearly see most of the area in the house, but there were some dead corners in the wooden house, he still couldn't see it.

So, Yang Zheng cautiously approached and stopped three meters away from the wooden house.

Suddenly, Yang Zheng's pupils contracted sharply, because he found a trace of blood on the door frame on the right side of the wooden house.

When his heart tightened, he quietly picked up the shotgun and aimed it at the wooden house, preparing to blast through the dead corners of the house through the wall, so that the enemies hiding inside could not hide.

"Bang"

A dull gunshot rang out, and after the sawdust flew flying, a huge hole was blasted out of the left corner of the wooden house.

Looking through the hole, it was empty, and there was no one inside.

Yang Zheng frowned, continued to take out a red ammunition to load, and blasted at the right dead corner of the wooden house again.

"Bang"

The gunshots rang out again, and a large hole was pierced on the right side of the hut.

There was no unusual movement coming from inside, and it was clear that the skinny man was not hiding inside.

Why, then, is there blood on the door frame?

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng was very puzzled, and when he walked towards the wooden house, he was about to go inside to observe and see if anything he found.

To be on the safe side, Yang Zheng once again took out special ammunition and loaded it in case of emergency.

Three meters, two meters, one meter......

Yang Zheng cautiously came to the door, leaned over and looked into the house, which was full of dust and sawdust, and it was a filthy mess.

However, just as he turned around and was about to quit.

Suddenly, a mutation occurred!

I could only hear the sound of water behind me, and a one-armed figure suddenly burst out of the water next to the wooden house, and rushed towards Yang Zheng with lightning speed.

At this great change, Yang Zheng was shocked, hurriedly raised the shotgun in his hand, and blasted towards the rushing figure.

But at the moment when Yang Zheng just raised the gun, the figure that rushed seemed to have expected it, only to see him let out a loud shout, and instantly used a half-meter-long bamboo pole to slam Yang Zheng's arm holding the gun.

There was a muffled sound of "clang", Yang Zheng only felt a sharp pain in his arm, and the shotgun fell to the ground on the spot.

Losing the reliance of the shotgun, Yang Zheng had no advantage, and he was suddenly frightened for nine days, and his face turned pale.

Retreating again and again, the thin man who was ambushed in the water saw that the sneak attack was successful, and immediately chased after him with a cruel smile, like a shadow!

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!"

Yang Zheng had only retreated less than three steps before the thin man chased after him with a murderous face, and at the same time, the half of the bamboo pole in his hand, like a sharp sword, was plunged into Yang Zheng's chest like lightning.

"Give me death!"

"Ah......h

Yang Zheng screamed, and half of the thin man's bamboo pole stabbed into Yang Zheng's body fiercely, penetrating his back and coming out, with a bloody section of the pole head.

The thin man's face was distorted, he looked at the painful Yang Zheng with a hideous expression, and said with a sad smile: "If you want to hunt me down, you are not qualified enough!" ”

After speaking, the thin man grabbed the bamboo pole violently, and stirred it in Yang Zheng's body, and Yang Zheng almost fainted in pain.

At this moment of life and death, Yang Zheng became extremely calm. When he gritted his teeth violently, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he endured the sharp pain that was about to break his heart, and rushed forward, his hands wrapped around the thin man's back, and hugged him tightly.

The thin man never expected that Yang Zheng would be so strong that he stabbed all the bamboo poles into his body. Although the thin little Chinese character was surprised, he was not afraid at all, because although he only had one hand left, it was only a matter of time before he wanted Yang Zheng's life at the moment.

He didn't believe it, Yang Zheng was stabbed through his body with a bamboo pole, as long as he was ruthless again, the other party would definitely die.

It's a pity that the thin man did a lot of calculations, but he never calculated that Yang Zheng was wearing that magical storage bracelet on his wrist.

Just as Yang Zheng was holding the enemy, he quickly took out a pistol from the storage bracelet, and then pressed the muzzle against the back of the thin man's heart, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

Bang! Bang! Bang! ……

The gunshots kept rang out, and I saw blood splashing on the thin man's back, and in an instant, all the bullets were shot into his body, and a few of them were shot into the thin man's second heart.

After a series of terrible screams, Yang Zheng saw the thin man spitting blood foaming at his mouth, his eyes were scattered, and finally he fell to the ground softly.

Before he died, the thin man looked at Yang Zheng in disbelief, "How is it possible, how can I die in your hands......"

After saying that, he lay on the ground, his limbs kept twitching, and as the blood continued to flow out, he finally died unwillingly.