Volume 1 Section 115 Snow Hate
Wang Benxin seemed to be hungry. He was very unhappy and dragged away the man in front of him, stopped the others with his arms, picked up the knife, and stabbed Song Xiaoye in the left leg, fantasizing about the excitement of being splashed with hot blood all over his face.
There was a thick black rubber band firmly tied. The area below the strangulation line is swollen and bruised, spreading towards the knee.
"Bang Bang ββββ"
There was a loud bang downstairs. It seemed to be some kind of metal being shattered, or the terrible sound of a hard hit on a wall. However, this was not the most frighteningββββ except for the deafening noise, everyone in the room felt a slight shaking under their feet at the same time.
The tremor was very clear, and it was certainly not an illusion.
Don't...... Is it an earthquake?
The thought flashed through everyone's mind, and was quickly replaced by unspeakable panic and shock.
No, it was definitely not an earthquake.
Rather, it was the sound and vibration of some kind of heavy machinery crashing into the building, causing damage with sheer force. It's like...... Vehicle-mounted sabotage hammer.
The dull crash reverberates through the building, and one can even hear the cracking of concrete walls and floors.
Yes, it was a crash.
If it's not a machine, it's some kind of giant monster slamming down the iron door downstairs.
"Quick...... Go down. Who, exactly, is down there? β
Wang Benxin's response was the fastest. He quickly put away his knife, grabbed the iron-clad stick that was placed next to him, and ran out. Before he rushed out of the door, he heard a muffled sound downstairs.
This was followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.
"Someone, someone came inββββ"
"Who is it?"
"Not our people anyway."
I don't know who first screamed in horror. The hysterical shouts woke everyone up from their slumber. They grabbed their weapons and ran out of the room in a hurry.
No one is interested in Song Xiaoye anymore, and no one feels hungry anymore.
As soon as he rushed to the top of the stairs, he saw a group of strangers rushing up from below.
They were all wearing dark green military combat uniforms, and a few of them were even holding assault rifles, their jet-black muzzles pointed at them, releasing cold and ruthless killing intent
"Both...... Stand for meββββ"
Chen Dongbo's position is slightly further back, and the perspective is more comprehensive. Enhancing the development of the brain domain of the human being is greater than that of the average person, and the speed of neural transmission is much faster. The rest of him noticed the anomaly earlier, and felt the intense killing intent emanating from these strangers more clearly.
Are they military?
Countless questions disturbed Chen Dongbo's brain. He desperately suppressed the fear and panic in his heart, grasped the core part of all the problemsββββ no matter who the other party was, he couldn't do anything with them no matter what.
The other party is very powerful and fully armed, and it is definitely not comparable to himself.
Sadly, his warning came too late.
Wang Benxin had already picked up a stick more than two meters long and smashed it at the stranger standing in front.
The stick was modified with a shovel grip. The front part is covered with a thick three-layer iron sheet and firmly fastened with iron nails. The nail is very long, and after piercing the wooden part, it extends seven or eight centimeters in the opposite direction. This is simply an out-and-out murder weapon, with a heavy stick full of dense nails. A stick down is enough to pierce the flesh and smash the bones.
Wang Benxin didn't know that the stranger was Su Hao. He only believed in his eyesββββ Su Hao was very young, and although he was tall, he didn't look like he had many muscles. This guy has very white skin, and his skin is greasy like clotted cream. Especially those eyes, against the backdrop of thick black and long slightly curly eyelashes, there is always an indescribable sense of temptation and mystery.
He's really handsome
Wang Benxin likes to watch TV. What super-male and fast female talent shows and the like, like the plague, occupy the numerous TV channels of prime time. Whether you want to read it or not, all kinds of jumbled information will be poured into your ears and head. In order to become famous, those young boys did not hesitate to wear thongs and high heels to dance around. Some people call this "anti-string", and experts and scholars say that this is a manifestation of public opinion in Peking Opera culture. But in Wang Benxin's view, there are only two words at allββββ "ladyboy".
He didn't think that Su Hao would be his opponentββββ this kind of sissy cream fool, Lao Tzu could fight ten of them at a time
No, it should be twenty
Su Hao frowned slightly, and was about to reach out to grab the heavy stick that Wang Benxin had slashed straight down, but found that Han Jing, who was standing behind him, had already lowered his body, rushed out agilely, and stood in front of him. She grabbed the center of the whizzing stick accurately. The moment the palm of the hand touches the stick, there is a dull sound of "bang".
The sudden upheaval made Chen Dongbo and others stunned.
Wang Benxin only felt that his arm was numb, and there was a violent shock from the fingers holding the stick. Immediately, the surface of the thick stick showed a noticeable bend, followed by a "crackling" sound of wood breaking. Countless tiny thorns cracked on both sides of the rift. Before Wang Benxin could figure out what was going on, Han Jing quickly dodged and flew over, suddenly appearing behind him. The pair of slender white hands grabbed the back of Wang Benxin's neck fiercely, lifted him high, crossed the fence next to him, and threw him downstairs.
"Ah, don't ββββ"
In the air, Wang Benxin's heart-rending screams were heard.
For a moment, only the muffled sound of the body colliding with the ground was heard.
Several do-gooders hurriedly stretched out their heads to look downstairsββββ only to see Wang Benxin lying on the ground, his whole body folded backwards from his waist to thirty degrees. Place your left leg across your shoulder. Underneath him, a large expanse of blood flowed out.
It is impossible for a normal person to strike such a weird pose. His spine was smashed alive.
There was a dead silence.
Chen Dongbo felt that his palms were full of sweat.
He never imagined that these strangers would be so ruthless. I can't help but say that when I come up, I will kill people directly...... No matter what the other party's purpose was, they did get the desired effectββββ and on their side, no one wanted to resist. The people's faces were pale and shocked, their eyes were straight, and they did not even dare to breathe, for fear of angering these fierce and cruel fellows.
"You ...... Who are you? Think, think about what? β
After a long time, Chen Dongbo finally came out from behind the crowd, stood at the front, and asked questions in the most normal tone possible.
His voice was visibly trembling, and his expression seemed to be smiling, but it seemed to be mixed with too much groveling flattery.
No one spoke, and no one gave an explanation for Mr. Chen's question.
A few seconds later, Wang Jundi appeared at the top of the stairs.
His chest and waist were wrapped in bandages, and he was covered with a loose gray shirt. To facilitate treatment, the hair was shaved and the sides of the cheeks and the top of the head were bandaged in a patch of white, giving off a strong smell of medicine.
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, as if suddenly a cold snap enveloped it.
Including Chen Dongbo, many people know this fat man with bruises all over his body.
At that time, he was beaten badly and was hunted down all the time. But no one thought that Wang Jundi would appear in this place at this time.
Wang Jundi took a few steps forward, gritting his teeth and staring at Chen Dongbo fiercely. His gaze slowly swept over the people in front of him like a knife, and he could distinguish the familiar faces that were guarding outside the small building that day, inserting Zhao Yuhang into the steel bar and cutting off An Ran's head.
"You...... You're alive? β
Chen Dongbo's voice came from Yu, and he looked at the fat man with a bitter expression.
At this moment, he really wanted to turn around and run away.
But there was no road behind him, only a group of subordinates who were as weak as ants compared to the other party.
They have guns.
The woman's movements against Wang Benxin were so fast that many people couldn't see her movements clearly.
But Chen Dongbo is different.
He was a strong person, and he clearly saw that ββββ Han Jing was not just as simple as throwing Wang Benxin down from the upper floor. While she clasped the back of Wang Benxin's neck, her fingers had already exerted force, and she crushed the spine bones. Then the hands are quickly bent and the whole person is twisted in reverse.
In fact, Wang Benxin was already dead when he was in mid-air. Falling down only makes the body look worse.
"Hey, hey, hey, you didn't expect that, right?"
Wang Jundi moved his cheeks, which had not yet been swollen, and smiled indistinctly: "When you killed my friend, you definitely didn't think that there would be such a day." Do you still remember the sentence of thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi? You don't have to wait for thirty years, Lao Tzu can kill you in three daysββββ"
Before the words fell, the fat man's eyes widened suddenly. He was surprised to see ββββ Chen Dongbo actually moved. Without warning, he lunged straight at him. The movement was as fast as lightning, and the fat man, who was covered in injuries, couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only watch Chen Dongbo swing his fist and smash it into his head.
Behind him, a huge force suddenly surged, dragging Wang Jundi upside down and pulling him five or six meters away.
The sudden change shocked Chen Dongbo. All he saw was a dark shadow rushing out from the opposite side, slamming into his fist. It was just the whistling sound brought by the shadow cutting through the air, which had already made Chen Dongbo realize that the other party's strength was not weaker than his own. Curiosity, fear, surprise...... He tried to keep his eyes open, trying to see the man's face clearly, but all he saw was a pair of cold and fierce eyes, exuding a sarcastic sneer.
"Bang ββββ"
The two fists collided in the air, and the huge force smashed Chen Dongbo upside down and flew out, crashing into the human wall behind him.
This punch was so powerful that Chen Dongbo didn't have time to change his movements at all, so he could only take it hard. However, as a result, he felt a soreness in his right arm, and there was an indescribable emptiness.
Chen Dongbo subconsciously wanted to reach out to support the ground and get up, but his body was crooked and he fell again.
"My hand...... Hand...... My handsββββ"
This felt very strange, he instinctively turned his head and looked at his right hand, but was shocked to find that ββββ entire right arm had been shortened by nearly twenty centimeters.
As soon as this realization came to my mind, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder.
Chen Dongbo struggled to increase the scale of his twisting neck, so that his eyes could see farther behind him.
However, the sight of the scene made his eyes tear, and he was almost stunned by the live.
Behind the shoulder, a white arm bone protrudes from the shoulder. The entire shoulder blade was lifted high, and the skin and muscles were in tatters. The bones were clearly knocked out of their bodies by the force that the fist could not resist, piercing through the joints and flesh and bare air.
Chen Dongbo screamed desperately.
His face was bloodless, and beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose. Everything he saw completely subverted his understanding of the word "strong", ββββ guy who was fighting against him was simply not a human being, he was simply a powerful machine.
Wang Jundi pounced like a vicious beast.
He held a knife in his hand and cut the hamstring on Chen Dongbo's ankle as quickly as he could. Seeing a hammer leaning against the corner of the wall next to him, he grabbed it and smashed it again and again on Chen Dongbo's intact right palm. One, two, three...... With a terrible and miserable howl, the five fingers quickly became thin and blurred. It was as if the naughty boy had pinched out the model with plasticine and stomped it flat with a hard kick.
"You return my friendββββ"
"Hand over the silver bones"
"I ...... I...... Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants your lifeββββ"
At this moment, Wang Jundi is simply a madman who has lost his mind.
He grabbed Chen Dongbo's rotten hand and stuffed it into his mouth for a while. The teeth gnawed hard at the hard bones, making a crunching sound. A large amount of blood splattered from the wound on the severed finger, coating his entire face and soaking through the thick bandages.
Intense pain, fear, anger...... All kinds of terrible emotions and repeatedly hit Chen Dongbo's brain.
He felt like he was going mad, about to be eaten alive by this savage fat man as a snack. In order to exert force, the severed ligament can no longer pull the muscle. Chen Dongbo couldn't even stand up, he could only let out a wail with an obvious crying tone, tense his nerves, and watched Wang Jundi hold his arm like a hungry ghost and gnaw on it. In just three or four minutes, the entire palm of his hand had disappeared into his mouth, leaving only two white bones protruding from the corners of his mouth.
The fat man was still chewing viciously, not caring if his teeth could handle such a hard food.
Wang Jundi was not hungry at all. He's just getting revenge. Every time I chew it, I think of Zhao Yuhang, who hangs on the top of the steel bar like a meat skewer, and thinks of An Ran's head...
Suddenly, the fat man let out a terrifying howl. He wiped his face vigorously, his palms filled with blood and tears.
Raising his head, the people on the other side who had chased and killed him had become silent, and they didn't even dare to come out.
Wang Jundi stood up with a blank expression and searched back and forth in the room.
He found Song Xiaoye tied to the corner.
He found the backpack that originally belonged to him and was snatched by Chen Dongbo, containing a large number of silver bones.
Carrying a heavy backpack, Wang Jundi walked back slowly. He took a deep breath, the air flowing with an indescribable hoarseness and wildness. Then, a heavy, sad mouth exhales. Then he bent his knees, "poofed", and knelt heavily in front of Su Hao.
The fat man was chased by mutated creatures, and when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he was found by the guards stationed at the top of the barricade.
Compared with Zhao Yuhang and Enron, Wang Jundi is undoubtedly luckyββββ he is still alive.
The people in the bank building were good to him. He was treated for his wounds, and there was a fragrant and delicious porridge mixed with oil.
Su Hao asked the "worker bees" to use the friendliest attitude to face every survivor in need, especially those who are full of despair for the future. They will be very grateful, which in turn will lead to a strong sense of identification. This may seem simple, but in practice, it requires a huge pool of manpower and resources. Either way, it's worth it, and the "swarm" will become bigger and bigger.
Wang Jundi did not speak.
His attitude speaks volumes about everything.
For the man named Su Hao in front of him, in addition to gratitude, the fat man's thoughts at the moment are worship and convincing.
Su Hao smiled and slowly helped Wang Jundi up from the ground. He looked at Chen Dongbo who was dying, as well as the frightened people under him, shifted his gaze to the fat man, and said calmly: "They are all yours, and you have the right to take revenge." β
This sentence is more effective than any comfort.
Tears welled up in the fat man's eyes instantly, and his vision was foggy.
He took another deep breath, stubbornly stuffed his backpack to Su Hao, and roared in a fierce, cruel and extremely firm tone: "I want a car." My life will always be your ββββ"
The sky was covered with clouds, and from time to time there was a "rumbling" of thunder.
A "Warrior" off-road vehicle and a heavy truck were parked on the side of the road. They are all modifiedββββ the rear compartment is completely sealed, and the spacious space is filled with food, water, bedding and fuel. Bullets and weapons are within reach. Bulletproof steel plates are installed around the body, and heavy machine guns on the roof of trucks can be raised and lowered. Such a convoy was armed to the teeth, carrying enough supplies to last two weeks.
Su Hao sat in the cab of the off-road vehicle, holding the steering wheel, silently staring at the fat man not far away.
He dragged a man from Chen Dongbo's team, chiseled through the opponent's ankle with a steel chisel, and nailed it to the asphalt road.
The man's hands and feet were broken by the fat man, and his chin was removed. He couldn't call for help, he couldn't scream. I could only watch Wang Jundi cripple himself alive in an extremely brutal way, and nail him firmly like an animal specimen.
For a whole afternoon, Wang Jundi was busy with his revenge. From the east to the west of the city, this frightening scene can be seen on many streets.
There was a thick blood in the air. Mutated creatures will soon surround them.
Cao Rui left enough team members near each nailed personββββ Wang Jundi's purpose was only revenge, but Cao Rui couldn't waste the opportunity in vain. It is not difficult to kill hundreds of bloody corpses or humanoids in an ambush. The hedron and silver bone in their bodies are resources that the team urgently needs to collect at the moment. Collect more, and the team grows stronger.
The hammer strikes the steel drill, producing a crisp metallic sound.
Su Hao looked at the watch on his wrist and said to himself: "It's almost time to go." Go to Chengdu...... There is still a long way to go. β