Just when these two people first appeared.

A monster with a body blue like a rotting zombie, bare bones on its knees, collarbones, and soles, and sharp bone claws on its hands,

From the ceiling vent behind them, he slipped to the ground and came behind them.

Alina was also frightened by the monster before screaming.

The monster silently pounced on the woman, biting off her neck, and her head fell to the ground.

Then he pounced on the man.

Taking advantage of this time, Wu Heng's leg muscles exerted force, and he shot out violently, approached in two steps, picked up the suitcase with all his strength, rounded it from back to front, and smashed it on the monster's head.

Boom!

The monster's head burst open, and it bit the teeth on the man's neck, and the suitcase was like a hammer to hit a nail, and the impact directly chiseled the man's neck by the way, and his head fell to the ground, sweetly next to the woman's head.

The bodies of the man and the monster fell to the ground at the same time, and the red and black blood mixed together to form a brown liquid.

"God, are you a demon hunter, that's amazing."

In this environment, Alina already suffers from dependent personality disorder.

"God may not like me very much."

Wu Heng replied.

He walked over to the monster, and the smell of bed bugs hit his nose.

The smell was so strong that it was like a hundred bed bugs had been killed in one foot.

Wu Heng carefully looked at the appearance of this monster, it was somewhat like the little demon in the Abadon Hell, another hell one layer below the Leviathan Hell, as described in the comics.

These demons are said to smell of ether and human metabolites.

They are capable of changing their voices, and their claws can easily tear through their prey, but these demons can be easily damaged by normal physical attacks.

This strong smell of human metabolites made Wu Heng sure that this was a little devil.

It seems that the dogs, cats, and mice in the subway, as well as Alina's cries for help, are all imitated by these little devils, but they are a little stupid, catch any sound, imitate what sound.

Wu Heng thought about it, held back the disgusting smell, reached out and grabbed the little devil's body, and tried to activate the ability to 'absorb'.

A faint energy flowed from the little demon's body and along Wu Heng's arm into Wu Heng's body.

Wu Heng could feel that his physical fitness had been strengthened a little again, but the energy of a little demon was very weak, only about one percent strengthened.

Wu Heng looked at the fragile little devil in front of him, listening to the roars and imitations of other little devils coming from the subway.

He suddenly didn't want to go out, anyway, now that he can return at any time, this group of lowest-level little demons is more like a walking experience pack.

Of course, this is only relative to Wu Heng, for ordinary people, they are crazy murderers.

Sharp bone claws, extremely fast speed, and only by smashing their heads, they can be killed, ordinary firearms are useless.

"The exit is just ahead, you go out directly, I'll help you see your friend."

"I hope God will bless them and be okay!"

Wu Heng pointed in the direction to the right, turned around and walked towards the position where he had strategically retreated just now.

"I'll get the police to help you..."

Alina whispered behind her back.

Wu Heng followed the blood stains on the ground until he came to the rear compartment of the subway.

A blonde woman was still slowly struggling to crawl in the direction of Wu Henglai, dragging out a long blood stain...

She only had her upper body left.

"Help..."

The woman just said two words, and there was no more movement.

Wu Heng ignored the woman on the ground, observing left and right, and he heard a slight movement from the top of the subway car.

The moment he raised his head, two little devils rushed towards Wu Hengfei from the roof of the car.

Wu Heng took a step back, picked up the alloy suitcase, and directly knocked down the one in front of him. Another kick was on the stomach of the other little devil, and when the little devil flew out, the bone claw tore Wu Heng's calf.

It was like cutting through tofu, revealing the leg bones.

Wu Heng ignored the injury, rushed forward and faced the two little devils who were still struggling, and smashed them with the hammer of the suitcase card.

Until the black, foul-smelling blood flowed all over the ground, they didn't move again.

Wu Heng stretched out his hand, and the black liquid dried up quickly, leaving black marks on the ground, and the two little demons also became dry, like skeletons wrapped in vacuum bags.

He stood up, the injury on his leg had fully recovered, and his body had strengthened by two percent.

It's just a bit of a pants fee. ’

Wu Heng looked down at the trouser leg that was scratched by the little devil.

Then he looked behind him, a little strange.

"Wait for me."

Alina trembled all the way through.

"Why are you back again, like to play exciting?"

Wu Heng didn't know what this woman was thinking.

"The subway door was locked, the security guard was dead, I couldn't get out, I didn't dare to stay there alone."

Alina lit a cigarette again in a panic.

"Will it be called?" Wu Heng asked.

"Huh?"

Wu Heng pulled Alina into the rear compartment, closed the back door, and the side door was half open.

"Scream, bring the monster in."

"Oh, ahhhhhh

As the shouts rang out, a chaotic running sound began to be heard all around, from far to near.

Wu Heng held the suitcase tightly and stood on the side of the door and waited quietly.

The little devil rushed towards the door like a crowded zombie.

On the compartment in the carriage, the bone claws kept piercing from the outside, and Alina was frightened to grab the handrail in the middle of the carriage, not daring to stand against the wall again.

Boom... Bang bang...

The continuous sound of smashing in the subway echoed in the deep tunnel, echoing together, like a reinforced artillery regiment opening fire.

Wu Heng was like a whack-a-mole, slapping for ten minutes in a row, the clothes on his body had become strips of cloth, and in the cold tunnel, his sweat was hot.

At the door of the tattered carriage, no little devils came in again, and there were nearly twenty little devil corpses lying on the ground.

Wu Heng absorbed them one by one, absorbing their evil energy, but it was just a strong smell, like fighting in a toilet.

The little devils on the ground all turned into dry specimens, Wu Heng felt it, and his body was strengthened by about twenty percent, and he was very satisfied.

Bang dang!

A little devil at the end of the crane tore off the ventilation cover from the top of the carriage, and reached in halfway upside down, trying to scoop up Alina.

Wu Heng turned around, stretched out his left hand like thunder, grabbed its neck, and pulled his arm downward.

The one-handed 'tombstone nail head' move smashed the little devil's head to the ground, and it didn't even have time to scream, and it turned into a dry specimen again.

"Yes, just enough for 20."