The man was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhang Yifei's smile, and then looked at the shining tip of the knife again, and didn't say a word.

Turn around and run!

But the person who knows the times is Junjie, this guy didn't hesitate at all when he saw it, he just picked his son and left, and ran fast.

Zhang Yifei would not chase him, after all, he had a big hole in his abdomen, not to mention how much blood he would have to shed when he ran over, and the injury to his ankle also determined that he would definitely not be able to run the other party. But it's okay not to fight, continue to fight, although he can solve the opponent, but he will definitely bleed too much, and no one can say what will happen at that time.

Don't dare to stay here, Zhang Yifei was afraid of having the other party's companions, he staggered to the front step by step, first picked up the pistol under the anti-theft net, and was about to look up and leave, but he felt that there seemed to be a gaze next to him, and he turned around vigilantly, but saw the face of a child.

Through the hole in the broken wall, a teenage child was looking out of the hole with a surprised face, and the sound of cartoons could be heard from the hole.

"Big head son, little head dad ......"

It was probably the kid who was watching TV at home, and then he heard a "boom" and a man's head hit in.

The world is so capricious.

Zhang Yifei smiled and waved at the child, then inserted the gun into the belt, then held the knife in his right hand, pressed the wound with his left hand, and walked out of the alley vigilantly.

All the way, he didn't touch the other party's companion again, and after walking on the road, he could already see his car, walked over quickly, started the car, and Zhang Yifei drove to the nearest hospital - the knife wound on his body was not light, and if he didn't deal with it, he was afraid that his life would be endangered.

As for the unclear gunshot wound - whatever, we know the chief of public security anyway!

The car was speeding all the way, and there were not many big hospitals that could do visceral repair surgery, so Zhang Yifei drove for more than ten to twenty minutes before arriving at the hospital. Along the way, he always felt that the pain of his wound was getting lighter and lighter, and at first he thought it was a psychological effect, but when he stopped the car at the entrance of the hospital, he found that the wound had healed most of it.

I turned on the headlights and looked down, the narrow wound from the shoulder to the chest had begun to connect together, and although the most serious abdominal stab wound had not completely healed, the hole had shrunk a lot, and the bleeding had stopped on its own. And not only the skin and flesh on the surface healed, but the pain inside the internal organs was also reduced by half, and he endured the pain and rubbed it with his hands - the touch from the inside of the internal organs told Zhang Yifei that there was absolutely no major problem.

As for the ankle injury, he touched it, and the deformed bone had gradually returned to its original position, and even more bizarrely, he touched his waist - and a bullet was pulled out!

The bullet didn't go deep into the flesh, but it must have gotten into the flesh, but now the wound healed so fast that it was pushed out!

What is this resilience? Not to mention the internal organs, just the ankle is a tendon and bone injury for 100 days, even if the plaster is applied, it is difficult to heal in two or three months -- but now, after 18 minutes of driving, about 2 minutes of fighting, and two or three minutes of walking to the car, a total of more than 20 minutes, most of the injuries on the body are healed.

"Why is it that the strength of the body has only increased by about four or five times, but the body's healing ability has increased by hundreds of times? Shouldn't the two be proportional? "The higher the physical strength, the faster the healing ability, which is normal, but there is definitely a normal ratio, Zhang Yifei feels that the healing speed of his injuries far exceeds this ratio.

"I guess it's the physique of a parasite." There were too many bizarre things, and he didn't care much about it, seeing that the injury healed so quickly, he simply didn't go to the hospital, started the car, and rushed to his home.

When he returned home, it may be that the healing body consumed too much energy, and he felt a monstrous hunger after dinner, but fortunately it was not too late, he changed his bloodstained clothes, wiped the blood around the wound, and went out to the night market to buy food.

After asking for three bowls of pork and two bowls of noodles on the stall, Zhang Yifei ate the food quickly.

Because of the doomsday rumors and the difficulty of purchasing grain, the price of flour and meat doubled in a few days, but these were not his concerns, he was thinking about what had just happened.

When the battle first took place, Zhang Yifei thought that his identity as a "pseudo-parasite" was exposed, and the upper echelons sent someone to kill him, but after thinking about it carefully, it was not.

First of all, it can be seen from the reaction of the parasite that he also felt surprised--in retrospect, he thought that after the man met him in the alley, he was obviously stunned for a moment, although this time was very short, and it was difficult to pay attention to the crisis at that time, but if he thought about it carefully, there was this pause. This shows that the meeting between the two was accidental.

Secondly, if it is really a deliberate killing, then there is no need to appear head-on, directly sneak up on the back of the head or find two or three parasites to attack at the same time, the success rate is almost 100% - anyway, Zhang Yifei has no precautions. A knife from the back to the back of his neck or the most vulnerable part of the back of his head, no matter how strong he is, he can't bear it.

So, when you think about it, it's an encounter at all.

"Are there different factions among the parasites?" Zhang Yifei took out the dagger just now and played with it, this dagger is very long, the length exceeds most short weapons, if it weren't for Zhang Yifei holding the opponent's arm when he was hit by the knife, then this length can almost stab him through.

And the dagger was clearly made of purpose, the steel was very, very good, and the dagger was very thick, and at its thickest point in the middle was more than a finger's width - it was clearly made for a particularly strong human body. After all, for parasites, steel is not good, or thin daggers can easily break as soon as they poke into the muscle layer, and the effect is not great.

"This man is not aimed at himself, but he is ready to fight the parasite at any time." After coming to this conclusion, Zhang Yifei became more convinced of the argument that there were "factions" among parasites.

After touching the wound on his face and making sure that it had healed and no food and soup were leaking out of it, Zhang Yifei got up and checked out and left--he finally made a decision about tomorrow's affairs.

Since there are factions, instead of being ignorant of everything and the danger of being hunted, it is better to go to the base camp of the parasite to take a look - the lesser of the three evils, because of the existence of factions, if you do not enter the organization, the danger of the other two choices will increase, and the balance in your heart will naturally tilt - in the end of the world, it is still important to save your life!

When he returned home, Zhang Yifei played with the pistol for a while, searched the model of the firearm with his mobile phone, and after becoming familiar with the firearm, he went to bed directly because he was afraid that the abdominal wound that had not completely healed would be infected by taking a bath.

He was too tired during the day, and although his stomach still hurt, Zhang Yifei still fell into a deep sleep, and then he entered that dream again.

Universe...... Dotted with stars...... ...... of the Red Sphere is conveying a strange will to him......

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When I woke up the next day, I was like a sleeping dream, and I only remembered that I had a long dream, but I still forgot most of it.

Perhaps too tired, Zhang Yifei, who has always been an early riser, slept until half past ten today—a few hours before the meeting.

When he came to the bathroom, Zhang Yifei first examined the wound on his abdomen -- except for a faint scar, it was not obvious that he had been injured, and as for the "slight" injuries on his face and ankles on his waist, which were already intact, and even the big tooth that had been knocked out by the bullet -- had a new baby tooth.

"It's a tough body." Turning on the rain sprinkler, Zhang Yifei thoroughly cleaned the blood sacrifice and dirt on his body, and then changed into a refreshing set of clothes, took a knife and a pistol, and made a phone call with Xue Zi to say that he had something to do today, and then left home.

All the way from the southern suburbs to the eastern suburbs, although the road was not close, he stopped to eat something, but because Zhang Yifei set off a lot earlier than the agreed time, he still arrived at the destination early.

When I stopped at the school gate and looked at my watch, it was 1:13, and there was still more than an hour before the meeting began at 2:30 - he was not the first parasite to arrive. There are already some vehicles at the school gate, and there are some figures dangling at the school gate, but due to the abundance of time, there are not many parasites coming, and most of them are at the school gate. They seem to be very well organized, and the first to come is to clear the weeds.

The school had been abandoned for four or five years, and because it was located in the suburbs, for four or five years weeds had grown knee-high, and occasionally wild plants and flowers had grown in the middle, blocking the doorway and making it look very desolate. More than a dozen parasites were pulling weeds there, as if they wanted to make a slightly better way for the school, and when they saw Zhang Yifei get out of the car, a man who looked like a soldier with a shaved board immediately walked over.

"There are enough people here, you go to the student hall to help clean up." Although this person did not speak in a commanding tone, there was no sense of embarrassment at all between giving orders, and it was obvious that for him, giving orders to Zhang Yifei was a matter of course.

Strata between parasites.

Zhang Yifei glanced at him, and while the familiar feeling came again, he felt a different meaning-the parasite in front of him, the breath and feeling were obviously more powerful. This sense of breath is indescribable, just like the feeling of seeing a wolf for the first time and seeing a tiger for the first time, although the wolf is fierce enough, but a discerning person can judge that the tiger is more powerful at a glance.

If the ordinary parasite is a wolf, then the one in front of you is a tiger.

"Are there any special species in the parasite?" Zhang Yifei was puzzled, but he still nodded quietly, and then walked towards the auditorium.

The student hall is right in the middle of the school, in the largest building - usually a place for a whole school meeting or lecture, which can accommodate nearly a thousand people.

After entering the auditorium, Li Zhang Yifei saw that there were more than a dozen people here, most of whom were wiping the seats with rags. Inside, Zhang Yifei looked around and noticed that there were also two stronger breaths here, and one of them was more than twice as strong as the other.

If the strength of an ordinary person is 5, the parasite is 25, the soldier outside and the weaker "special breed" inside the venue give Zhang Yifei a feeling of about 60, and the person who looks like the strongest officer in front of him is actually 160.

"How many varieties are there?" After feeling the strength of the other party, Zhang Yifei felt a little dizzy in his heart, the gap between 160 and 25 is actually much larger than the gap between 5 and 25, not only the difference in multiples, but the difference in strength of 135 points, if the physical strength can reach this level, let alone bullets, even ordinary shells are difficult to damage them, coupled with the terrifying healing ability, as well as the rapid dodge speed, Zhang Yifei feels that if he wants to kill them, he has to use a thermal weapon above the level of missiles.

Whether it's metal or body, the degree of toughness after reaching a certain value is a qualitative leap.