Chapter 68: Turmoil 2
After settling the abyss, Wu Heng continued his return journey.
At this time, the vehicle was about to drive out of the Luoshan forest, and the county road had already been seen.
Wu Heng found that 50 meters to the right of the intersection of the road in the forest, there were three figures who seemed to be waiting quietly for something, and next to it was a tomb with a stone monument.
The fair girl in the middle, Wu Heng recognized it at a glance, it was Tomie.
But the two on her side didn't look like humans.
On the right is an unkempt old man, with a face like a dry and dehydrated wrinkled apple, his mouth is loosely open, his eyes are deep, and he is staring at Tomie with a flickering gaze of affection, and his hands are curled up and yellowed with black nails about a foot long.
On the left was a black shadow wrapped in a black bandage, revealing a pair of hollow eyes, without a trace of life, and his body was like a dead tree, the bandages made deep marks on his body, squirming up and down with the ups and downs of his breathing.
Wu Heng reluctantly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom again, he didn't want to make any extraneous branches.
It's just that even weirdness has been controlled by Tomie's infection!
I don't know how many times Tomie was dismembered before he was able to control these two weirdos, but since there are these three, there is definitely more than one Tomie around, and there are definitely more than two weirdness.
Looking at the actions of these three, it seems that they are still waiting for a new weird resurgence.
The vehicle sped past at extreme speed, and Wu Heng glanced at it slightly, but found that something was wrong.
Tomie and the old lady were already far behind with the lush trees on both sides of the road, gradually getting smaller and farther away.
Only the black shadow stood quietly not far from the side of the road, less than 30 meters away from the high-speed traffic.
Under Wu Heng's gaze, it was left far behind the car again.
But Wu Heng lost the moment of the bandage black film line because of the vehicle moving forward, and it suddenly appeared again, this time less than ten meters away from the police car.
Therefore, it is because the gaze is lost that it will approach, and only by staring will it not move.
Wu Heng simply stared at the road ahead with his left eye, and kept staring at the direction of the right window with his right eye.
As the vehicle moved forward, the vision was lost again and again, and the black shadow approached again and again, 7 meters... 5 meters...
A strange smell began to fill the air around them, which seemed to be a mixture of damp earth, rotting leaves, and the fishy smell of dead snakes.
Wu Heng slowed down.
That's the distance, it's enough!
He slammed on the brakes, and at the same time quickly moved the steering wheel, adjusted the angle, pulled up the front of the car, and the car drifted 120 degrees in place to a stop.
During this process, Wu Heng's eyes kept staring at the black shadow of the bandage.
Then he opened the car door, and at a distance of 4 meters from the black shadow, his right hand condensed the spiritual power of touch and slowly tried to approach.
As Wu Heng approached 3 meters, the arm of the bandaged black shadow moved, slowly rising, as if preparing to attack.
So Wu Heng tentatively took half a step back.
The black shadow's arm slowly fell again, standing motionless.
The strap went around its head and wrapped around its body, like a snake that snaked its way.
But the performance of this black shadow gave Wu Heng a feeling of retardation, it seemed to be similar to an ant caterpillar, with the ability to act, but without any intelligence.
Just like an ant discovering candy, it doesn't consider whether the candy is in someone's hand, as long as it is not in danger of death, it will be driven by instinct to gnaw on the candy.
But it also knows some survival instincts, such as driving it away, and it also knows panic.
In comparison, the weirdness of the wisdom of the East is the real horror, and the comparison between the two is not at all the same level.
These weirdness in this world should be considered some of the lowest.
Wu Heng kept a distance of three meters, frantically compressing the touch power, he could only cover his arm before, but after this period of practice, he was able to further compress and condense to only cover his forearm.
Looking at the demented bandage weirdness in front of him, Wu Heng had lost the patience to continue the experiment, who knew if it had been delayed for a long time, and what weirdness controlled by Tomie would come.
"Well, so be it!"
Wu Heng walked around behind the black shadow.
The touch spirit power gathered in the fist, like an energy bomb that was about to explode, and with Wu Heng's punch, ordinary people with fast speed could not see it clearly with the naked eye, and the fist wind surged forward in the air.
Not one punch, but ten punches with phantoms in a row, the bandage strangely turned into a black mist, and the black mist completely dissipated into the air.
A battle with no sense of accomplishment.
Wu Heng continued to drive, avoiding something wrong all the way, and finally arrived at the research institute.
He changed his lab outfit nearby before arriving at the entrance of the institute, but the atmosphere around him felt that something was wrong.
The four gun-wielding guards on duty at the gate are so dedicated!
They stood upright, their whole bodies tense, and they looked overexcited.
When Wu Heng came last time, they were all lazy and lazy, after all, the wilderness was empty all year round.
In particular, the eyes of these four guards are full of obsession and fascination, as if they are missing their most beloved person, but there is a hint of madness in this love.
If it's really an ordinary girl, being targeted by this kind of eyes, I'm afraid you have to promise each other everything first.
Without him, because he is afraid, he is afraid that if he accidentally stimulates the other party, the other party's mental illness will explode.
But after that, calling someone for help and calling the police is definitely a must.
But now, such eyes were filled with the eyes of the four guards at the same time.
"Director Nakamura, you're back."
"Miss Tomie is inspecting inside, you have to be seriously entertained, otherwise be careful with the gun in my hand!"
A guard saw that Wu Heng was back and glanced at Wu Heng with a warning look.
The other three also stared at Wu Heng tightly.
Is this the attitude of employees towards their bosses?
Like words?
But the meaning of these words, it seems that Tomie has already entered the research institute.
I don't know if it's Tomie from outside, or if it's from the isolation room.
"How many Miss Tomie are there?"
Wu Heng was a little unsure and asked the guard again.
"Of course it's one, Miss Tomie belongs only to me!"
One, that's easy.
There are currently less than 20 guards here, and there is no threat to Wu Heng at all, as long as it is not the Fujiang team of the group army, Wu Heng will not be afraid.
If you really come to Tomie with a few divisions, you still have to avoid it.
Just like when passing by the bridge, he had no idea how much charm the group Tomie would have.
Wu Heng got the news he wanted, ignored the guards, and swiped his card to enter the research institute.
The argument continued at the door.
"You put P, that's my Tomie."
"It's yours, you should be dead."
As soon as Wu Heng walked into the corridor indoors, six gunshots rang out at the door, but he didn't care about them.
"Chief, you're back!"
A seductive voice came, and Tomie, dressed in a researcher's white uniform, walked out with a beaker in one hand.
Inside the beaker was a mass of ash, the surface of which had congealed into a gray-black gelatinous lump.
But it still squirmed, bulging into small bubbles, which became hard again, and then filled and solidified into new flesh.