They all had bald heads, pale complexions covered with black veins, most of them were thin and skinny, their eyes were densely bloodshot, and they looked like evil ghosts. They either held knives, axes, or guns in their hands.
He quietly looked at a girl kneeling on the ground.
His body was covered with bruises, his face was stained with blood, his right eye was bruised and swollen, and he could only open it slightly. His right leg was broken, and there was a machete on his neck.
The man holding the knife was a bald man in his early thirties, with scarlet pupils like a wolf.
There are five people on the left, one lying down, one kneeling, and two middle-aged men who are heavily armed.
"With a Chinese character face, gray hair, and thick dark circles under his eyes, he should be the Huo brother and Huo Anguo that Xiaoyang calls him, and the other one is Lao Xin, right?"
Li Kui guessed.
Until then, he also discovered something unusual. Most of the humans in this world were pale and their eyes were congested to a certain extent. Huo Anguo's right eye was congested, and Lao Xin's left eye was red and his right eye was bloodshot.
Bald head... also known as a stranger, with distinctive features: red eyes, black veins covering his face, and a bald head.
Is this caused by years of being corroded by resentment?
"The current situation, it seems that both sides have a hostage, but one person on Huo Anguo's side is injured, so the situation is not optimistic."
He looked at the man kneeling on the ground and frowned slightly.
He looked arrogant, his right hand was broken at the shoulder level, revealing a bloody wound. His eyes were red, but there was a small black dot in the center of the pupil. He lowered his head, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth, and said nothing.
There was a hammer hanging on the head, and the wielder was Lao Xin. His thick eyebrows were trembling slightly with anger. When he looked at the girl's miserable appearance, there was uncontrollable sadness in his eyes.
"There are hundreds of living corpses downstairs. Let's each take a step back and let them go at the same time..."
The bald man holding a machete said: "Otherwise no one can escape."
silence.
Huo Anguo stretched out his finger and wrote a few words on Lao Xin's back.
"Change, I'll go!"
Lao Xin closed his eyes slightly and stared angrily: "If you dare to play tricks, I will smash your brother's head with my own hands!"
The bald man just smiled coldly.
Lao Huo led the man over, holding the ax against his neck. If he made the slightest move, the ax blade would immediately cut off his head.
On the other side, the strangers also sent one person to drag the girl over.
The distance is gradually getting closer.
Huo Anguo could see the girl's face becoming distorted as she endured the pain, and the veins bulging in her big hands that tightly grasped the ax handle.
Ten meters...five meters...
The expressions on each person's expressions are clearly visible.
Huo Anguo was so focused on the movements of the group of people opposite him that he didn't notice that the smile on the corner of the man's mouth was getting crazier and crazier, and the small dots in his pupils actually swelled and shrank, creating strange ripples.
Both sides missed each other.
"Xiao An is here..."
Lao Xin stepped forward to help Xiao An.
the other side.
Huo Anguo resisted the urge to chop down the ax blade, stopped and stepped back.
suddenly.
"Xiao An!"
Lao Xin's angry shouting came from behind.
problem occurs!
Huo Anguo's left eye began to become bloodshot, and he raised the ax blade high to chop off the beast's head.
A room of electric light and flint.
Immediately, he saw the dense flesh buds swaying wildly at the broken part of the man's right arm. But in an instant, the long knife made of flesh and blood struck the ax blade. At the same time, he shrank and rolled close to the ground to distance himself.
The next second, violent gunfire sounded.
Although Huo Anguo immediately used the ax to block his forehead, several bullets still hit his body. His eyes full of murderous intent briefly stayed on the man, and he jumped sideways out of the building.
"Kill them!" the bald man looked fierce.
At the moment of the conflict, Lao Xin's side was at a disadvantage and had to drag the two wounded men to hide behind the load-bearing wall. Bullets hit the wall and shattered stones flew everywhere.
Behind a load-bearing wall.
Xiao An was lying in Lao Xin's arms, with a handleless dagger stuck in his neck, his lips moving but no words came out.
My mind is blank.
"Boss..."
A cry of grief and indignation came from beside him. He turned around and saw that his companion in the arms of another team member was also dying at this moment.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The roar momentarily drowned out the noisy gunfire.
Lao Xin felt Xiao An's gradually freezing body temperature, and his eyes were about to burst. His left eye was filled with blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the small black dot in the center of his pupil appeared and trembled.
Tear...
Dense muscle fibers occupy the epidermis, the bones creak, and the body begins to rise.
The strings of reason are strained.
The change begins!
the other side.
"Are you okay?" The bald man looked at his brother's regrown arm.
"It's okay, I just let that bitch run away!" the man said in a sinister tone.
If Huo Anguo hadn't suddenly appeared and cut off one of his arms and kidnapped him, they would have eaten Lao Xin and his gang without any injuries.
The bald man took one look at the situation and his mind was very clear.
Even though they have only lost one person and have the upper hand now, this is not just a life-and-death battle between two parties. There are also a bunch of living corpses underneath. With such a big movement, Yasha is probably also watching outside the town, so he must leave quickly!
at this time.
A two-meter-tall figure rushed out from behind the load-bearing wall. The whole body was covered with flowing muscle fibers. Ignoring the torrent of steel coming towards him, he ran straight into the bald head closest to him, and opened his big hands to squeeze his head.
"He has mutated, leave quickly!"
The bald man frowned and quickly grabbed his brother's arm and ran to the other side.
"Consider them lucky!"
The man looked unwilling.
Obviously intending to use the remaining men as shields.
Just after taking a few steps, the bald man felt something was wrong. There was a lively fight above, so he never paid attention to the movement of the living corpses below. Why was there no sound at all? And where was the man who fell?
As soon as the thought came up, a chill suddenly ran through my heart, a cold knife light suddenly appeared in the corner of my eyes, and I heard a familiar voice howling miserably.
He turned around and looked a little dazed. Half of his brother's body had been chopped off, and his beating heart could be vaguely seen in his sternum. In front of him, an indifferent man holding a long knife stared at him.
"Grass!"
Uncontrollable anger instantly overwhelmed his mind. The bald man gripped the machete tightly and had just rushed forward a few steps when his ankle suddenly felt a sting, as if it was being grabbed by something. When he lowered his head, he saw a hook covered with rust.
The next second.
The whole person fell to the ground, plowed the ground horizontally, leaving a long mark, and fell off the tall building.
Smashed into the mud of flesh and blood.
The bald man spat out a mouthful of blood, pulled out the iron hook on his ankle, staggered up, and looked around, seeing the remains of living corpses all over the ground.
Bang,
Huo Anguo jumped down from the second floor, his feet hitting the mud, and he struck the bald man with his ax.
…………
upstairs.
Li Kui stared at the man's recovering body with great interest. The dense granulation was constantly repairing and healing as if it were alive. After just two breaths, the exposed sternum was covered with flesh and blood again.
Is this the change brought about by the alien's mental mutation as Xiaoyang said?
"eat you!"
The man's expression was as if he was crazy, his mouth was drooling, the smell of blood overflowed from the gaps between his teeth, the black dots in his pupils shrank into needles, and the flesh buds on his arms swayed wildly, forming a "thin gun" of flesh and blood and stabbing Li Kui's forehead.
.
eat me?
Li Kui lowered his eyelids and sneered.
Slightly turning sideways to avoid the tip of the spear, he lowered his waist and immediately made a slash, causing the "thin spear" to lose its tip. He then pulled the "gun barrel" with his backhand, and actually dragged the man flying over.
Yan Ling Dao brought a terrifying whimpering sound.
The man felt an incomparable force coming in, and he was pulled away like a puppet on strings, and the bright tip of the knife was slashed towards his forehead.
In desperation.
He had no choice but to stretch out his good left hand to grasp the blade.
The next second, five fingers flew into the air with a little blood.
"ah--"
The fingers were connected to the heart, and the severe pain made the man couldn't help but cry out in pain.
The blade cut off half of the arm, and with a flick of the wrist, it stabbed towards the chin.
The cold murderous intent is bone-piercing!
Between life and death, the man was about to kick him away when Li Kui unexpectedly bumped into him, raised his foot to step on his instep, and clenched his left hand into a fist, hitting the man's side like a cannonball.
Liver-blasting punch!
The long knife was stabbed into the man's head from top to bottom, and he was lifted up with one arm.
"Ho--"
It was like a dead fish struggling ashore.
He flicked it with his backhand and threw it out.
His eyes were covered with blood. The man raised his waist, and the fleshy flesh on his body was still trying to repair the injury. When he looked up, he saw Li Kui sheathing his sword. He didn't understand what was going on, and a large shadow enveloped him.
That face filled with murderous intent looked down at him.
The hammer brought up the sound of wind, making my face tremble.