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Chapter 349: The world is hell

The blood rat's own strength is only F level, and it is extremely timid, but once it is attracted by something and falls into a predatory state, it will charge without fear of death.

And they often move in groups.

Caught in a crazy rat tide, even a C-level creature will be injured.

The tide of rats in this canyon can still be resisted, but the scent continues to spread and will continue to attract other 'residents'. Once he is trapped in a tight siege, he may really have to deal with it here.

He Ao directly picked up the induction cooker and put it on the back seat of the motorcycle. Then he turned off the accelerator and rushed into the violent snowstorm in an instant.

The induction cooker also has a good feature, which is windproof.

When the motorcycle started, the rats that were watching He Ao rushed out like arrows.

One after another, huge rats rushed out of the pure white snow and disappeared into the blizzard. Their footsteps stepped on the ground, making an earth-shattering sound.

At the same time, in the diffuse snowstorm, figures smelling the fragrance stood up one after another.

——

On the road not far from Rock City, a small convoy was trapped in the middle of the road by a severe snowstorm.

Several young people are putting up smart snow-proof awnings along the edge of the crude road. This awning can block the blizzard and prevent the wind and snow from burying the vehicle and making it impossible to pass.

Being trapped in the wilderness during a snowstorm is a terrifying thing.

"What the hell, what's going on up there? Send us out at this time. If it snows for a longer time, we'll all die here."

A young man with brown hair knocked the fixing nails into the ground and cursed.

"Deputy leader, didn't you say that the kid who escaped took away something important from above, so you asked us to catch him back?"

A young man with brown hair next to him said in a voice. This young man with brown hair seemed to be the deputy leader of this team.

"What can a poor boy take?"

The brown-haired young man cursed, "Why do we have to come up to the wilderness when they can find them in the city? Those damn FBI dogs guard the city gates more tightly than their kennels. What's wrong with that kid?

Maybe you can escape?"

"What if...? What if he really runs out?"

The brown-haired young man hesitated.

"If he really escapes and makes me suffer like this, I will definitely tie him to a rack, beat him to pieces, pull out his nails bit by bit, insert iron needles into his fingertips, and let him

He can't live but can't die."

"Isn't this too harsh? Wouldn't it be better to just kill him?"

"You don't understand. This is the fun of killing. You must torture him until he collapses, and then he pleads with you in pain. Wait until he thinks you have finally bypassed him, and then continue to torture him. I am going to be very harsh.

That's because you didn't see our boss's tactics."

"Boss?"

"If you have met the 'prisoners' of the boss, you will know that falling into the hands of the boss is really a matter of life and death."

The brown-haired young man shuddered and then changed the subject, "But the higher-ups really think highly of that poor boy. This time he went into the wilderness and brought so much advanced equipment that he was able to massacre a medium-to-large wilderness wanderer camp."

"Why not?"

The brown-haired young man stood up with a grin, "We are the only ones who came out this time. These weapons were used, but who knows who they were used on? A poor boy, a strange beast? Or a wanderer in the wilderness?"

There are a lot of good things in these wilderness wanderer camps, and the gentlemen in the city also like this 'exotic style'. The wilderness wanderer girls and pretty boys can be sold to Milani at a very high price. When the time comes, we will sell them

One cent for the money, and then use the remaining money to clear things up.

Let’s just say that we encountered a herd of rampaging alien beasts, and who would know that it was us? Our journey, after all this hardship, can’t be in vain, right?”

"Here, the leader..."

The brown-haired young man was a little confused, but it was obvious that he was very moved.

"The team leader is also here to make money," the brown-haired young man laughed, "You are the only newcomer in our team."

The brown-haired young man instantly understood that this was an 'assessment' and he said without hesitation, "I joined the Ice Wolf Gang just to make money."

"Yes, if you are ambitious!"

It was obviously not the first time that the brown-haired young man had done this. He smiled skillfully and was about to continue talking when a snowmobile suddenly rushed out of the blizzard.

The person riding the motorcycle was a middle-aged man with typical characteristics of a wilderness wanderer. He parked the motorcycle next to the brown-haired young man and said, "Everyone, my name is Wick. Our camp is not far ahead. Do you need help?

?”

"Need, special need."

The brown-haired young man immediately said, "Excuse me, we still need help when the snow stops. We just brought some gifts. You will definitely like them then."

The wilderness wanderer Wick quickly responded.

After a while, the leader of the convoy came over, showed Wick a photo of the person they were chasing, and told Wick that the person in the photo was worth two hundred thousand.

Wick took a closer look at the photo, and then said that he had never seen the person in the photo, but he could help them look for it.

When Wick walked away, the leader looked at Wick's leaving figure and chuckled, "This camp is not bad."

The two young men behind him laughed at the same time.

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At the same time, Wick, who walked into the blizzard, picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the call button.

"You guessed it right, they sent a team to find you. They claim to be from the Ice Wolf Gang, which is the largest gang in Rock City. They are now trapped in the blizzard. Their specific location is thirty-five degrees north-west of the camp.

, a straight-line distance of ten kilometers.”

After a while, there was a rustling echo on the intercom, and a roar like countless giant beasts trampling the earth. A hoarse voice sounded in the roar, "Thank you."

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Shortly after Wick left, the young people also put up the smart snow awning and were about to return to the car. The brown-haired young man suddenly pointed at the depths of the snowstorm and shouted, "Look, what is that?"

"Human?" The brown-haired young man was stunned. He picked up the binoculars and looked into the blizzard. When he saw the face of the shadow in the blizzard clearly, he immediately shouted, "It's that kid. Quick, tell the leader, it's that kid."

Come on, let’s make a lot of money!”

"There seems to be something deep in the snowstorm..."

The brown-haired young man hesitated again. He could already vaguely hear the tremor of the earth.

At this time, the brown-haired young man had already pulled out his gun, took out his walkie-talkie and reported the matter to the team leader.

The entire convoy was instantly armed.

"That kid is very dangerous. Wait until he gets closer before shooting."

The brown-haired young man said with a ferocious smile.

"good."

At this moment, the brown-haired young man no longer hesitated. He raised his gun and pointed it into the depths of the blizzard.

As the shadows in the snowstorm got closer and closer, the roar of the earth became stronger and stronger, ringing in the ears of the young people.

It's just that they don't seem to care, only full of excitement.

"Brothers, shoot, that kid is worth two hundred thousand!!! It said above, life or death!"

The sudden sound of gunfire rang out instantly, and the hot bullets passed through the cold snowflakes, like a rain curtain, aiming at the figures in the wind and snow.

On the three largest vehicles in the convoy, huge laser cannons are accumulating energy.

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The violent barrages hit the motorcycle, leaving craters one after another on the motorcycle's alloy armor.

This motorcycle is just a very ordinary model and cannot withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of bullets.

He Ao set the motorcycle to autopilot, and then took out a mithril test tube from his waist.

He had just added the piranha tooth powder and let it sit for three minutes.

At this moment, the blood-red juice in the soup pot gradually subsided, and a thin layer of translucent clear liquid floated on the top layer of all the soup. A rich 'fragrance' came from the clear liquid.

He Ao opened the lid, tilted the entire induction cooker, and placed the mithril test tube on the edge of the tilted soup pot. The shining red liquid slowly flowed out along the edge of the soup pot and fell into the mithril test tube.

During the violent movement, the car body also vibrated significantly. The violent bullets almost grazed He Ao's cheek and bullet holes began to appear on the front cover of the motorcycle, which blocked most of the bullets.

But even so, He Ao's hand was still very steady, not shaking at all.

Until the last drop of clear liquid fell into the test tube, Ho plugged the test tube stopper, and the tempting fragrance disappeared in an instant.

But the inertia of the beasts behind them has become unstoppable.

He Ao inserted the test tube back into his waist, jumped directly, jumped off the motorcycle, rolled and disappeared into the snow.

At this moment, the motorcycles were very close to the convoy, and the people in the convoy also saw those strange beasts that were chasing wildly and shaking the earth.

"Yes, beast tide! Beast tide! Run!"

Panicked people shouted, flashing lasers were fired everywhere,

The bright red blood soaked the snow-white earth.

The roars of strange beasts, the chewing of teeth, the tearing of steel, and the painful cries of the killers were mixed with the sound of the wind in the blizzard.

When all the dust settled, most of the alien beasts that had lost their scent and lure began to disperse, leaving only some snow-white rats on the ground gnawing on the residue left by the large alien beasts.

He Ao walked through the rats. After losing the temptation of the scent, these timid rats did not dare to approach him at all. He searched the area and finally found himself under an overturned vehicle covered by a snow-proof hood.

I saw a young man with brown hair covered in blood.

The young man also saw He Ao, and he stretched out his hand with difficulty, "Save me."

He Ao looked at him and knelt down in front of him.

He turned on the bracelet and projected a picture of Sister Nell's fifth sister, "Have you seen her?"

Seeing the photo, the young man was stunned for a moment. Then his eyes moved and he immediately said, "I've seen it, I've seen it. She was locked up in our boss's interrogation room. She is still alive. As long as you rescue me, I will take you there."

Find her."

"The boss of the Ice Wolf Gang?"

He Ao looked at him calmly.

"Yes Yes."

The young man nodded quickly.

"Have you met these two people?"

He Ao found out the photos of Nel's eldest brother and second sister.

This time the young man's whole body froze, and then he immediately said flatteringly, "I've seen them, Aisen led people to arrest them, and they are now being held in Aisen's house. They are all alive now, as long as you save me, wait

When you get back to the city, I will take you to release them."

He Ao closed the bracelet silently and said softly, "I have been to the crematorium."

The young man's flattering smile froze on his face. He looked at He Ao and roared hysterically, "Liar, bastard, devil, you will go to hell, you will have to die a good death!"

He Ao stood up calmly and walked towards the distance. He casually picked up a gun stained with blood on the ground.

For Nell, this world is hell.

The brown-haired young man pulled his hand out from under his body with difficulty. In the bloody hand, he was holding a pistol stained with blood. With a ferocious smile on his face, he pointed it at He Ao and pulled the trigger, "Asshole,

Come die with me."

boom--

The crisp sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, and the pistol in the brown-haired young man's hand fell to the ground.

Ho threw the gun in his hand into the white snow and continued walking forward through the blizzard.

He didn't kill the young man, he just shot through his wrist.

But the sound of gunfire attracted the blood rats' attention, and these big snow-white rats surrounded them one after another.

The screams of agony were mixed with the sounds of rodents munching and flesh tearing.

He Ao's figure wearing a windbreaker gradually disappeared into the depths of the snowstorm.

The pure white snow buried everything.

------Digression-----

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