Chapter 172 Jingyuan and Kuroshio (2)

Thousands of raindrops fell heavily, forming small puddles on the concrete floor. The raindrops soaked Jingyuan's hair and clothes. When they hit the metal bars on the signal tower, they made a crisp sound, and the puddles formed in circles.

The ripples and bone-chilling chill penetrated from his heart to his marrow.

The black wave surged wildly on the ground, as if the flood had broken the discharge dam and was about to submerge everything on the ground.

One by one, strange monsters came towards him. The one at the front had its head held down by the one at the back. Its sharp claws hooked on the road, leaving deep scratches. They were not only on the ground, but also on the ground.

Running, still climbing the wall, heading in his direction, struggling forward like a group of zombies.

There is no more suitable word than zombies. They are originally a group of zombies. They make hoarse and sharp screams, which are like a group of ghosts crawling out of hell.

Where should he flee to? Jingyuan looked around, and there was not even a shelter on the empty rooftop to protect him from the rain. He stood alone in the cold rainy night, and it seemed that this city had no place for him.

But he still had to escape. His survival instinct and fear of death drove him to action. When he saw clearly what happened in front of him, he immediately jumped off the signal tower and stepped on the muddy water with his bare feet, causing a circle of splashes.

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He ran further west and jumped from the rooftop. The barbs formed on his limbs scraped against the water pipes and walls, making a harsh and sharp sound.

After jumping from the roof of the mall, he jumped and climbed on the roof of the building. His parkour skills were absolutely top-notch. Any parkour expert who saw his movements would think it was a special effect because his movements were not human.

Actions that can be done.

But the sound surging behind him was still approaching, and the sound was so overwhelming that it was about to surround him.

He ran forward desperately, his whole body covered with bacteria. The Kuroshio was still some distance away from him, but compared to the Kuroshio's speed, his speed was like the speed of a person running and the speed of a flood.

Who can outrun the flood? If this continues, he will be overtaken in a few minutes.

He didn't know where these things came from or why they appeared suddenly. There was only one thought in his mind - run!

Run regardless!

He is afraid of death, and what is chasing him is death. As long as he is caught up, he will definitely die. Those zombies will tear him into pieces. Just like he has eaten other monsters before, these zombies will also dismember him.

, tear off his head and suck his brains.

I don’t want to die, I want to live, I want to see the sun tomorrow!

The will to survive reached its limit at that moment. Suddenly he heard the crisp sound of broken bones and ruptured muscles and fascia. His speed suddenly accelerated and he jumped high from the top of the building. Water appeared where he jumped.

The dent was due to the reaction force when he jumped.

As if influenced by his will, he broke through the limits of this body and gained faster speed at the cost of physical damage.

Unconsciously, the bacterial fluid in his legs seeped into the body and connected the broken bones and muscle fascia. His legs suddenly expanded, holding up the old trousers. After he took a huge step, his calves

The trouser legs were torn, exposing his swollen legs.

His leg muscles swelled to an incredible extent within seconds and looked like bullfrog legs, giving him extremely strong jumping power.

He jumped up and down from roof to roof one after another, like a frog jumping on a lotus leaf.

He didn't know why this change happened, but for a while he distanced himself from Kuroshio, which surprised him.

But it was only a moment of joy. His physical strength was limited, he already felt hungry, and he could not continue to escape in this way.

His mind was running faster, but there was no time for him to think.

A bolt of lightning flashed across, and there was a rumble of thunder. When he looked back again, he saw their ferocious faces. The black tide split into three, one heading straight towards him, and the other two coming from the left and right sides.

Separate and surround him.

Unknowingly, he ran to the canal area to the west. A very wide river appeared in front of him. The water was dim and fast, with abandoned factories on both sides. Many shipping containers were piled up. There was a strip of water dozens of meters long.

You have to look up to see the tops of the four load-bearing columns that support the bridge. The bridge is connected with iron cables made of steel. The bridge is filled with cars that have crashed into each other.

Cars of various styles were huddled together on the bridge, rusty iron pieces were scattered, and the car in front was dented. There had been a tragic mass car accident here. There were traces of explosions and burning, and you could also see the burns.

Carbonized corpse.

A searchlight shines on the river, and a helicopter flies through the rain.

The sudden rain intensified, the wind roared like a devil, waves of rain "smashed" on the helicopter cabin glass, and then exploded, like a heavy hammer.

Jingyuan saw the helicopter, but he didn't know if the helicopter saw him.

The suspended machine was flying very high and far away, with no intention of getting closer.

It's raining so heavily and it's still late at night, so it's impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.

Even if they could see clearly, they wouldn't come to rescue him. He didn't look like a human being at all. If he were the driver, he would just watch all this. Maybe he would use a shooting device to record this rare scene, but he would never

Will lend a helping hand.

Because this is a battle between monsters and monsters, it has nothing to do with humans.

Jingyuan felt that his speed had slowed down, his jumping height had obviously become lower, and his legs were as heavy as if they were cemented and tied with lead bags.

Those guys were getting closer and closer, and sharp roars came from the left, right, and behind him, as if a sharp knife was pressed between his eyebrows and his back, about to be stabbed down.

He could hardly run anymore, so he came to the bridge and jumped without hesitation.

If you can't get there by land, take the water route!

He doesn't want to die, he wants to live.

The turbid river water was full of mud and sand, and the raindrops hitting it couldn't stir up any waves. He fell freely like a diver, but his diving action was 0 points because he splashed a huge water splash, accompanied by a splash.

With a sound, he fell into the fast-flowing river.

Breathing is not that important to him.

He tried holding his breath for up to 30 minutes. Any longer than that and he would start to feel sleepy. Even if he didn't breathe, he would fall asleep at most, not die.

Under the water, he couldn't see anything clearly, but he could hear the sound of water flowing and the popping sounds that followed.

He dived towards the bottom of the water, heard the faint sound of drainage, formed frog-like flippers on his hands and feet, and swam towards that place.
Chapter completed!