"Hmm... Whether it is reasonable or not, we have to see the bad luck first. The first priority is to go to Building 44 to see the old lady and her family."
Wang Jin walked out while thinking.
The old lady herself is regarded as the "door" of Mingyue Community. If he can take her with him, he can run away at any time and commit suicide with greater safety.
It's a pity that even if the old lady doesn't join, he can't just blow her up like he did just now.
After all, there is only one "door", and Wang Jin doesn't want to stay in this miserable place all year round.
"If she really doesn't cooperate, then she can only freeze it into popsicles and cut it into pieces."
Wang Jin touched his chin and muttered softly, then pushed open the unit door.
"What?"
Already out of the corridor, Wang Jin's muttering voice was not quiet, and it happened to reach the ears of Shou Gong and Mu Mu.
"you..."
Mu Mu was about to speak but hesitated for a while before slowly closing her mouth.
The guard's face turned pale, and he followed Wang Jin obediently with his head lowered.
"This man not only threw grenades into other people's homes, he also wanted to cut them into pieces."
Trying to recall the anime he had watched, Shou Gong felt something was getting more and more wrong.
"Isn't this what a decent character should do?"
Looking at Wang Jin's thin back, Shou Gong couldn't help but shudder.
Wang Jin moved away from Building 43 with the voice-activated light, and then raised his head.
Zhang Dalong was carrying two tattered objects, which looked like human heads.
Wangwang was in A'Zhu's arms, and the two of them wandered around together, alert to the surrounding situation.
The little guy seemed to have noticed Wang Jin and was grinning at him.
As for A'Zhu, she only glanced briefly and turned away, seemingly not caring at all.
Unfortunately, Wang Jin was wearing night vision goggles, so he could clearly see A'Zhu peeking at him from time to time.
Probably checking to see if he was injured.
"Yo? Nothing seems to be wrong."
Wang Jin smiled, but instead of exposing A'Zhu, he turned around and shouted.
"Fart! I'm in trouble!"
Leonard waved his frost-covered fist and hit the fat man so hard that he staggered. Then he turned to Wang Jin and cursed.
"That little brat doesn't want to help me!! You need to think of a way!"
"It was so ugly and full of thorns that Wangwang didn't want to touch it at that time."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, then looked at the fat man.
His damaged body was splashed with acid, his body was incredibly flexible, and his speed and strength were comparable to Leonard's.
Acid dripped onto the ground from time to time, making a sizzling sound.
The teeth embedded in the body were like spikes, and when they scratched Leonard's body, they brought up waves of ice shards.
On the other hand, Leonard held the woodcutter in his hand but rarely used it. Occasionally, he prepared to extend the ax handle to distance himself, but it would be stuck tightly.
Fortunately, Leonard's ice armor was thick enough and his physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, so he was able to barely lose in the fight with the fat man.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do much harm, so Leonard, who looked aggrieved, had no choice but to punch the fat man from time to time, just to vent his anger.
Wang Jin squinted his eyes and quickly saw Leonard's difficulty.
His attack methods are wide open and wide, and the ax chops will definitely leave wounds on the fat man's body.
However, if you only rely on fist attacks, hitting the fat layer of a fat person will hardly cause any damage, unless you hit the head, which has little fat.
But this guy is very flexible. If he aims at the head, he can hit one out of ten punches, which is pretty good.
A'Zhu's evil wind couldn't blow such a big target, and Zhang Dalong couldn't keep up with the fat man's speed.
The spikes on its body make people afraid to get close, and the strong coldness is of no use.
It's as if...it was specially customized for Leonard and the others.
Fortunately, Leonard still has Frost from the North, otherwise he would definitely suffer a big loss.
"Mumu, I'm sorry to bother you."
Wang Jin waved his hand gently, and Mu Mu responded and stepped forward.
If the hard one is not enough, you can use a soft one. The bandage will not cause open wounds, but it can just suppress the fat man.
The bandages were flying and he was quickly wrapped tightly.
Wangwang frowned, stretched out his little hand and froze the fat man together with the bandage into ice cubes.
"Damn, I'm so tired."
Leonard sat down on the ground, then stretched out his hands to scratch his legs.
That piece of frost-like strange equipment seemed to make Leonard feel uncomfortable, and Wang Jin was a little curious about its side effects.
He was very familiar with this action. When he was a child, he would do this when he put on woolen pants that were full of static electricity. He felt stinging and itchy.
However, this child, who weighed more than 200 pounds, looked aggrieved at the moment. Wang Jin couldn't bear to laugh at him, so he could only go along with it.
"Do not blame you."
After gently patting Leonard's shoulder, Wang Jin spoke.
"Look at these teeth, they were just planted, probably just to target Wangwang."
"The acid in your body is aimed at you, and the woodcutter's ax has been regarded as a hidden danger by bad luck."
Wang Jin pointed to the ice cube and explained to Leonard.
It's not to comfort him, it's just the way it is.
Leonard's mouth opened wider and wider, as if he was shocked.
"That's so damn bad."
"yes."
Wang Jin nodded and continued.
"This fat man was obviously transformed by Doom not long ago. The doctor should have left him some skills."
"Mumu hadn't become a companion at that time, so there was nothing on Fatty's body that could restrain the bandage."
After looking at the bandages, Wang Jin began to think about what kind of body could be transformed into to restrain Mu Mu.
"In other words, we will be restrained by the other party everywhere in the future."
Mu Mu was silent for a moment and then slowly spoke.
"That's right."
Wang Jin nodded slightly and then stood up.
"What we can do now is to prevent misfortune from keeping up with our speed, and at the same time accumulate enough strength."
Reaching out to Zhang Dalong, Wang Jin twisted his neck.
"It's time to go find the old lady."
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In 4501, a man covered in black fog nervously tinkered with something on the operating table in front of him, looking a little unfamiliar.
There was no light source in the room, but I could still tell what it was from the outline of the thing on the operating table.
You can vaguely recognize it as a person, but it doesn't look like a person.
His black clothes had been torn, his body had swelled to several times the size of a normal person, and his headless neck was constantly leaking acid.
The originally skinny arms had somehow become muscular, and the body and the inside of the fingers were covered with iron nails.
Unfortunately, his breath was gradually weakening and he could hardly stand up.
The human figure was trembling slightly, not sure if he was scared or crying.
Kurogiri took out something from the box on the side and stabbed it into the humanoid body.
Soon, the humanoid aura stabilized, and then continued to rise.
After a moment, the humanoid sat up suddenly as the metal operating table trembled.
He is dressed in black, has no head, and has skinny but powerful arms.
If Wang Jin were present, he would definitely recognize who this was.