The reason why Wu Qi was able to enter the sixteenth institute was mainly because of Li Huan's meaning, and his innate immune system, which should be regarded as an outstanding, but he was still much worse than others, so Wu Qi has been exercising in the past two years, and he specially practiced the move that Jiang Nan taught him, that is, using the joints of his limbs to hit people's acupuncture points, which is also a one-stroke death.

It was an elbow blow to the affected person on the ground, and after the smashed face depression was no longer struggling, Wu Qi stood up, made up a few more kicks on his head, and only finished after stepping on it. At this time, he was forced to kill red eyes, turned to look at the other people in the room, and shouted at them and rushed directly.

Wu Qi couldn't see his surroundings clearly, but the affected person's eyes that could glow at night were their most fatal weakness. The room was actually very small, Wu Qi rushed to a person in a few steps, and after touching the position, he twisted his body to accumulate strength, and suddenly smashed his elbow on the person's neck, only to hear a click, a pair of eyes in the darkness were erected, and the neck was smashed at a right angle.

There was a sound of running footsteps and a muffled sound of bones being shattered in the dark room, and when the sound stopped, it seemed as if the whole world was quiet, but then there was a crackling sound, as if it was the sound of the pots colliding with each other after hanging up, and I didn't hear it for a long time. Many of the affected people were attracted by the commotion, and as more and more people gathered, they gradually surrounded the whole room, and because the sound was still ringing, but they could not get in, they reached out and scratched the wall, and some of them hit their heads with their heads, and their mouths let out a low roar. It's like a demon who has just crawled out of hell.

If you were an ordinary person and surrounded by people like evil spirits outside, you would probably be scared to death. But Wu Qi was different, he had seen far more terrible things than this, sitting on the ground in the middle of the room at this time, carrying a pot lid in his hand and knocking on the iron pot under his feet. deliberately made a big movement to attract all the affected people nearby, and he went out to find them one by one. There were many corpses lying in the room, all of them with broken necks, arms and legs, and some of them were still moving slightly but couldn't get up.

In front of Wu Qi was the window where he got in, and at this time, many hideous hands reached in from the outside, grabbing them in front of Wu Qi, and some of them poked their heads in, trying to crawl into the house, but they were squeezed by other affected people and couldn't get in at all.

As the sound travels into the distance. Almost the entire village was drawn in, and the corpses gathered together like the walking dead. But when they are stimulated a little, they will attack the people around them frantically, open their mouths and bite their necks and bite hard, as if they were rioting in the crowd, and they were all outside the house to go in, but they began to attack the people nearby, and suddenly their arms and legs fell all over the ground. A large amount of blood flowed down the cracks of the floor tiles.

Wu Qi stopped what he was doing at this time, this is what he wanted. But as soon as he stood up to go out, he found that a person with a broken neck slowly got up from the ground, swaying and a little unstable, but then those who were knocked down by Wu Qi just now all got up, and some people had broken their necks and heads without support and hung on their chests, but they were still able to stand up. When they felt that Wu Qi's life existed, they all rushed over from all sides and surrounded Wu Qi again.

In fact, Wu Qi didn't think much about it, he didn't think about what to do after recruiting all the affected people nearby, and he didn't think carefully about whether he could be torn apart by these crazy guys. From the very beginning to the present, it is almost completely one step at a time, without much purpose, but Wu Qi is convinced of one truth, that is, the road ahead must rely on his own to get out.

There is only an iron pot lid in his hand, with a wooden handle on it, and it feels like a shield when he holds it, but the workmanship of this pot lid is not very good, it is made of a very thin iron plate, and it should be wrapped around by cloth at first, but after using it for a long time, it may be coupled with Wu Qi's random knock just now, and the cloth wrapped around it is gone, exposing the sharp edge of the pot lid, and there is a feeling of being scratched when you touch it.

Wu Qi grabbed the lid of the pot, looked at the person who had rushed over with his teeth and claws, he gritted his teeth and hit the person who rushed over with his shoulder against the lid of the pot towards the right hand, Wu Qi had a lot of strength this time, the floor tiles were turned over, and the two collided together through an iron pot lid, only the sound of "bang", Wu Qi knocked the person in the air and fell to the ground in a circle. Then he grabbed the edge of the pot lid with both hands, and slapped it towards the people nearby, and after the shot, he used the edge of the pot lid as a knife to chop it, and suddenly the blood of the pot was splashed, and Wu Qi himself was all over his body.

But no matter how they fight, they still move when they step on their heads and cut them off alive, they just can't die, and their brains have no effect after they are affected, even if they have broken arms and legs, they will continue to move, relying on instinct to tear the living creatures around them.

After Wu Qi fought with those affected people for a while, he was covered with blood, and the lid of the pot in his hand was also deformed, distorted, and there were blood stains dripping down on it. The tired Wu Qi pushed his knees with one hand and gasped, although the fog in the room was not as thick as outside, it still had a high water vapor content, and the whirring sound in his lungs could be heard after taking a big breath.

Just when Wu Qi wanted to slow down, he was suddenly knocked down from behind, this time he was not prepared, his head was directly knocked on the floor tiles in the house, and there was a muffled sound of "bang", Wu Qi's eyes were black at that moment, and the buzzing in his brain kept ringing, but he instinctively turned over and raised his arm to protect his neck, and then his forearm was bitten by a mouth, shaking his head and biting, and suddenly blood flowed out, dripping Wu Qi's own face.

At this time, Wu Qi didn't feel much pain anymore, there were too many injuries all over his body, he was already numb, after being pounced and bitten, he could still rest while lying down, and gradually stabilized his nervous feelings, and after taking a breath, he quickly raised his hand and patted it on the shoulder of the person who was biting him. This time it actually worked, after being patted on the shoulder by Wu Qi, the man's movements were obviously stiff, and he maintained his last posture without moving, and then he shriveled down as if he was deflated, and his weight was instantly reduced.

Wu Qi finally understood what was going on this time, it turned out that the creature that was completely affected by the black copper taro sandalwood was controlled, and slowly began to die, but this process from birth to death could not be seen, even if it was dead, it could still move. But after receiving the influence, there will be weaknesses, and each creature may be different, but this person is two shoulders, and if you touch it a little harder, the effect will disappear, and the dead person will really die.

The reason why the shoulder pat just now is not good is because they are not dead yet, they are in a state where the body is still alive, and the shoulder pat will not work at that time, only when the affected person slowly dies or kills them directly, and when they start to continue to move again after they die, the shoulder pat is useful.

But thinking of this, Wu Qi was worried, he felt that the lone ranger was not so easy to be at this time, and he was facing so many people at the same time, and suddenly felt a little tired and helpless in his heart, reached out and knocked off the chin of the dry corpse that was still biting him, and took his forearm out of the mouth, not caring about the wound, he got up numbly, and when the room was full of people before they got up, he quickly patted their shoulders one by one, looked at the people who were slowly drying up, took a breath and said to himself helplessly: " You'll have to kill them twice. ”

The people who were sucked by the noise gathered more and more, and the inner and outer three layers surrounded the hut where Wu Qi was hiding, but most of the people were attacking each other, the skin and hair that were bitten were considered light, the missing arms and legs were at most small injuries, and the worst thing was to be besieged by the affected people around them at the same time, and the tearing was worse than the five horses splitting the corpses, and it didn't take long for the night to be stained red by blood, but it was still going on.

Because the windows of the house are gone, there is a very large opening, I don't know how the affected people perceive normal living people, many of them are on the windowsill, grinning to drill into the house, when a layer is stacked on the windowsill, it becomes a human slope, and there are people in the back who can slowly climb in from the people in front. Just when he stepped on the back of the mat and climbed into the house, suddenly the black shadow in the room flashed, and a long thing swung from the bottom to the top, smashing the person who had just stuck his head in, and his jaw was smashed in an instant, and he hit the window edge above by the huge impact inertia, rolled a few times and fell out.

Wu Qi covered his mouth and nose with a thick cloth, freed his hands, carried a long bench and walked from the dark part of the house to the windowsill, gritted his teeth and picked up the bench and went to knock on the head that was still grinning at him on the windowsill.

Gradually, Wu Qi's eyes turned red, and he slapped the people who came in with their heads on the bench, and after a while, there were many people piled up under the windowsill, but the nearby people who heard the movement gathered together, and the number increased more and more.

This night's pickpocketing forest was dyed scarlet by Wu Qi, blood flowed out like water, stumps and broken arms and the corpses of broken heads were piled up in front of the house, Wu Qi stepped directly on the pile of dead corpses from the window, as long as there was close to him, he had to be smashed and stepped on the corpse pile, Wu Qi looked down at the crowd that flashed in the dense fog, and the whole body that was originally soaked with water vapor was soaked with blood at this time. (To be continued......)