Shan Ming really wanted to take action first and then shoot the lynx again, but he knew that Jiang Ying was there, so he would only point the gun hole at him in the end. This is why Jiang Ying did not take his gun because he was disdainful.

Zhuang Yao and Mr. Sun suddenly attacked and competed with Jiang Ying to control their brains. Cong Xia took this gap to snatch the puppet jade. The big lynx moved when she heard the sound. After Shan Ming confirmed that Jiang Ying had no time to manipulate him, he fired a fierce gun at the lynx without hesitation.

The lynx was shot twice in the leg and shoulder, and was staggered several times, but when he was angry, his speed was still amazing and he flew towards Shan Ming wildly.

Shan Ming used the complex terrain of the laboratory to quickly dodge, shuttled through the large machinery skillfully, and took the opportunity to fire a cold gun. The lynx roared angrily and rushed over, knocking the two computers connected to the laboratory to the ground. The wires flashed with sparks. Shan Ming was behind a computer at the time. He quickly passed the X-ray machine next to him and tried to rush to the other side of the laboratory. The bullets in his hand had been completely fired, and only grenades and sabers were left on his body, but he could not use high-power grenades, as that thing would bury everyone alive.

After several dodging, the lynx lost all its patience and rushed around in the laboratory, knocking all the visible equipment to the ground, making Shan Ming less and less and less room to hide. Finally, Shan Ming was blocked to the corner and had no way to retreat.

Shan Ming held the saber tightly and stared at the five-meter-high lynx with his blood-red eyes. The lynx opened his mouth, revealing his fangs, and roared loudly, with a ferocious expression. Shan Ming opened his mouth like it, with blue veins on his neck bulging, his eyes wide open, and he shouted: "Come on! Beast! Come on!"

On the other hand, the competition between people in the brain area has reached a heightened heat. Due to the interference of brain waves, Shan Ming had a headache and his eyes were blurred. He believed that the lynx was not feeling good, and life and death were here. Facing his unmatched opponent, he no longer hoped to be alive, at least he hoped to take this beast with him.

Shan Ming's back was tightly against the wall. He knew that the lynx was hesitating. Its huge size destined to be inconvenient to move in this narrow underground palace. It might be able to rush over like this, but it might be that it would hit the wall. The beast's IQ was not low.

Shan Ming waved his dagger and continued to provoke it. He knew that this was his last chance.

The big lynx finally rushed towards him uncontrollably.

The moment the lynx jumped, Shan Ming knelt on the ground with a thump. The lynx's claws rubbed against his hair. He held the saber in both hands, stabbed the lynx's abdomen hard, and roared backwards!

With a sir, the belly was broken! No matter how huge and mighty the big lynx was, it was also a flesh and blood body. When the strong blood flowed over Shan Ming's arm, his hand holding the saber began to slip, but he did not stop. His legs slipped forward for more than ten centimeters, and his knees were bleeding from the thick floor. He did not stop either. He just tried his best to enlarge the wound. He could feel the lynx's thick and hard fur slashing through his skin, and the hot internal organs squeezed out from the wound. His face, body, and hands were suddenly filled with fishy blood.

The lynx's flesh was too thick, so he guessed that he had made a hole more than 20 centimeters long on it. Because he used too much force, his arms were already numb.

The lynx roared in pain, and Shan Ming stood up from the ground, trying to turn around and give it a few fatal blows, but before he could stand firm, the lynx raised his leg and slashed his back hard. He suddenly felt a burst of pain on his back. The lynx's sharp claws must have made several bloody holes on his back.

He was blown to the ground by the force, and felt that his upper body could hardly move. He tried his best to support his body, and felt a strong wind behind him. As soon as he turned around, the lynx had already dragged half of the intestines that were hanging on the ground and rushed towards him frantically, biting his bloody mouth towards his neck.

Shan Ming raised all the strength of his body, suddenly waved the dagger, stabbing it in the mouth, but was swung by the lynx with one claw, and the claws brought up a string of flesh and blood. Shan Ming's dagger fell to the ground with a sound, and he couldn't feel his right arm for a moment.

The lynx pressed his chest with one claw, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The lynx's huge head came over, and he knew he was finished.

A sharp pain came, and the lynx's rows of sharp teeth j□j into his neck, instantly piercing his artery, blood gushed out, splashing more than three meters high. He felt that his entire left shoulder was gone, and blood poured back into his throat. If his throat was still there, in short, he coughed hard, and the tip of his tongue tasted the warm and salty rust, and he could not make a sound. The fear and severe pain of being bitten by the beast almost occupied all his consciousness.

He heard someone calling him Brother Shan, and seemed to be crying. He reluctantly looked at it in the sound. It was Cong Xia, who threw the explosion talisman at the lynx, but it was useless.

Shan Ming could clearly feel his body gradually getting colder, one inch by one, slowly extending up from his fingers and toes. It seemed that the heart was the place where the heat was provided, and all the heat sources were retracting towards the heart. When he felt his abdomen began to get cold, he knew that he was about to die.

He didn't know where the strength came from. The right arm, which was seriously injured by a lynx, grabbed the saber that fell to the ground again. It was his favorite saber - the Korla scimitar. It was very suitable for jungle combat and was extremely easy to use. When Shen Changze was a child, he didn't even give it to him.

Shen Changze...son...

Shan Ming felt his vision blurred, and a warm liquid flowed out of his eyes, making him almost unable to see the lynx's beastly eyes. He raised his saber and stabbed it hard at the lynx's head. He didn't know what he had stabbed, but he must have stabbed it. The sharp blade broke through the insensitivity of the flesh. He was very familiar with it. He stabbed it one after another until he could no longer raise his hand, until the cold feeling finally extended to the heart.

Once, in his 20-year career as a mercenary, he had imagined countless deaths. He had imagined that he might die from stray bullets, shelling, assassination, and duels. He had thought about how he would kill the enemy bravely, and finally fell in a pool of blood. He might be shot into pieces of meat by a machine gun while charging. What he didn't want the least was to die from stray bullets. That was not cool enough, but stray bullets were the number one murderer on the battlefield. Before Shen Changze, he didn't care about life and death, and even regarded death as a ritual that could come at any time, so he spent money like soil and did not leave a way out for himself. A person who was not afraid of death was on the battlefield.

It was invincible, but after he picked up Shen Changze, everything changed. He felt worried in his heart. He prayed that he could come back safely and began to save money... He became a "weaker person" he had despised before, but he had no choice. Because of the appearance of this son, he finally felt like a person, not a machine for fighting and enjoyment. It was Shen Changze, who let him know that he had another way of living, a way of living that could make him feel happy from the bottom of his heart. He also let him know that people who are free from worries are powerful, but when a person has a more important sustenance than life, he is even more invincible.

Shan Ming knew that he was looking back. In a very short period of time, he suddenly looked back on his short life for more than 30 years, and those that are worthy of his memory were all related to Chen Changze.

When he thought of how desperate Chen Changze would be when he died, he felt that his heart pain had overwhelmed all the trauma.

Son... Sorry... I'll take a step first...

As those light balls of memories gradually disappeared, Shan Ming’s last thought was: Fuck, die.

Shan Ming slowly opened his eyes, with heavy noises in his ears, and his head buzzing, as if something was yelling in his head, but he couldn't hear anything clearly, and there was nothing in his body that didn't hurt. But his eyes became surprisingly good, and the picture was as clean as water. He could even see the very small dirt lines on the opposite wall.

What's going on? Why is he still in that laboratory? Isn't he dead? Could it be that someone saved them at the last moment and Cong Xia saved him?

There was no sound around him, as if everyone had been exposed. Shan Ming tried his best to get up, but he tried several times but failed. His body hurt so much, as if his whole body was injured. Suddenly, he found something under him. When he saw that thing clearly, he was shocked. Because what he saw was his own body.

He...is he dead? His soul has left his body...but can the soul feel pain? He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch his body, but a big claw appeared in his sight, which was the claw of the lynx. Shan Ming's hair was standing up all over his body. What's going on... Why is he controlling his arms, but the claws of the lynx moving around?

He slowly climbed up from the ground, and although he didn't move, he had to touch the pain all over his body. Although his body was so heavy that he could not imagine, he still climbed up, and then he finally realized what the problem was.

His perspective was wrong, too high, and he could almost touch the roof with just raising his hand. Those originally large machines were less than his shoulders. He lowered his head, looked at his "legs", and turned into four furry pillars. A word suddenly popped up in his mind - alien species.

That's right, he was alienated by the lynx!

Shan Ming was stunned for a long time before he digested this fact. No wonder his mind buzzed. He heard that after the alien species, they would compete for control of their bodies, and the strong self-consciousness would have a new body. Obviously, the lynx was not his opponent, but it still gave him a headache. He glanced at the corpse whose neck was bitten off and quickly turned his head.

In the corner of the laboratory, he found Jiang Ying and Mr. Sun who had vomited blood and fell to the ground. Both of them looked dead. Even if they were not dead, he would not have the strength to take away anyone. He was trembling when he walked. Cong Xia and the child were gone. Perhaps they had found a way out. He took a deep breath and walked out of the laboratory step by step with any severe pain in his body.

Shan Ming felt half of his intestines still dragging on the ground, but he could not become a human. Perhaps the lynx's consciousness was still in chaos, so he could only drag his heavy body out. Fortunately, after becoming a lynx, his sense of smell was extremely sensitive. He smelled the smell left by Cong Xia and Zhuang Yao along the way, and followed the smell.

He was not very used to this body, and he felt even more psychologically awkward when walking on four legs. He would fall to the ground after walking for a while and could hardly stand up. He finally saved his life through the lucky alien species, but he didn't want to die just like that!

I don’t know how long he had walked, but he finally saw a little light in front of him and the sound of talking.

Then, a ball of fire rushed over from the corner frantically, and there was almost no need to look with your eyes. Shan Ming also knew that the thick white gold flame was his son!

The author has something to say: I spent a lot of time imagining what it feels like to be cut off by my neck when I wrote this chapter... The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes_(:3"∠)_
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