At dawn, Miao Pu woke up from his trance. He had a pretty good night. There was no fighting or harassment. Although Guipi's bedding was thin, it was very warm. In short, he got a full rest.
On the other hand, Wang Liang stayed up all night, most of which was staring at the door of the factory. Now he stared at the bloodshot eyes and stood up with difficulty. His head was dizzy, his eyes were dark, and his steps were awkward.
It's buoyant, as if it's a bit laborious to support the body.
After swaying for a few times, he held on. He encouraged himself by saying, "Heaven will give great responsibility to this people..." and told himself that all suffering was temporary. He needed this suffering to hone himself to achieve greater breakthroughs.
The ancestral genes in his body were completely awakened, completely integrated with the powerful beast genes given by the mysterious man, and he became a true warrior.
In self-hypnosis, Wang Liang said, "If I don't have strong nerves, how can I withstand the pain of returning to my ancestors? I will be strong and tenacious, and I will become a human being..." It is useful to cheer himself up, but he knows that light
Having this awareness is not enough. He knows very well that after this series of ups and downs, his advantage has been lost.
Fight? Or flee?
In fact, the answer was revealed when he did not choose to spend the crisis with Lao Scar and others and fled alone. Later, the confrontation with Miao Pu was nothing more than an act of self-defense like a beast forced into a corner, and his narcissism and blind optimism gave
His illusion of victory. Now, when the courage to fight to the death has been exhausted, escape is his only option.
He had the intention of quitting, feeling sorry for himself after spending the whole night in vain, hating Miao Pu for being cunning and cunning, and at the same time worrying about whether he could find a way to escape in time... With complicated emotions, Wang Liang walked deep into the thorny jungle.
Miao Pu's mentality was far less delicate and complicated than Wang Liang's. With a feeling of excitement before harvest, he pushed open the door of the factory again.
The early morning sun shines through the gaps in the vine branches and leaves. Although it cannot completely penetrate the frost and mist, it highlights the vitality of the thorny jungle, which is a flourishing beauty.
Miao Pu likes nature, and likes the kind of scenery that shows rules in randomness. Miao Pu, who likes nature, feels comfortable in this thorny jungle, but Wang Liang is facing another torture. The lush branches and leaves block his sight, which is fatal.
The thorns could take away his life at any time. With Wang Liang's ability, he couldn't tell which ones were golden-eating vines and which ones were blood-sucking vines, so he walked extremely hard.
More than three hours later, the two people with different moods met unexpectedly. Miao Pu came here to trace his roots, but Wang Liang didn't see it that way. He called it not giving in and taking advantage of the illness to kill him!
The angry Wang Liang screamed in his heart, "Oh shit! You just want to stare at me and prevent me from living, don't you? I really don't live anymore! But don't think about it!" Wang Liang completely collapsed, he
After discovering Miao Pu, he rushed over like a madman, and within a short time he was within 20 meters. At this time, both sides could already see each other's incomplete figure through the vines.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Wang Liang fired continuously without hesitation. The 88-type bullets were powerful enough. If he really hit Miao Pu, he would be killed. For a while, Miao Pu was hiding in a panic. "You bastard, here you go."
I'll die! Die! Die..." Wang Liang roared with a ferocious expression, and he never stopped shooting from the beginning.
Although Miao Pu has super-fast reflexes and is extremely adaptable to the environment and terrain here, it is still dangerous to dodge bullets at such a close distance, and some of the bullets have caused him considerable harm.
, the strong kinetic energy brought by the bullets whizzing past his skin made him clearly feel how powerful these bullets were through the intense burning pain in his skin.
After firing a magazine, the two sides were already nearly 50 meters apart. This was under the premise that Wang Liang continued to approach. If Wang Liang was calm enough, he would realize that Miao Pu's performance was enough to show that he was in this thorny jungle.
It was far from being as difficult as he thought before. Unfortunately, he was emotionally unstable now and failed to notice this detail. He changed the magazine and continued to shoot while approaching. When Wang Liang's second magazine was empty, Miao Pu
Already returned to the factory.
"Come out! You bastard!" Wang Liang yelled loudly, and with the sound of gunshots, there were many holes in the door of the factory. "If you have the ability to let me go, I will kill you!" He cursed and fired a shot.
, at this time Wang Liang was extremely domineering and arrogant.
At this moment, Miao Pu was sitting silently in a hidden spot in the factory building. In front of him was a cement block of equipment, which was more than half a man tall enough to block his figure. In his hands, patches of green light were rippling.
The shield woven by thorns has basically taken shape after the interaction of blooming and nourishing. Facing Wang Liang, who had lost control of his emotions and was hysterical, Miao Pu was waiting for an opportunity to hunt.
After scolding for half an hour, Wang Liang was tired of scolding and couldn't move anymore. The excitement was over, and all the 88 bullets were fired. This state was like the emptiness and loneliness after masturbating.
At this time, Wang Liang felt terrible. He threw away the 88-style and even took off the Kevlar. He continued to take it off until only his underwear was left. Only then did he feel that the oppression and restraint that tortured him were relieved. This may be because
A manifestation of extreme mental exhaustion is the rebound of continuous overdraft of energy. Not only does the consciousness become discouraged, but the sensory responses also become slow, and the thinking is no longer sharp.
Wang Liang tremblingly held the muzzle of the pistol in his mouth and shook for a long time. Wang Liang finally failed to muster the courage to commit suicide. He raised his head to the sky and roared at the top of his lungs for a long time. Suddenly he fell to his knees and faced the factory building.
Xiang Fang cried: "Please, let me live..."
As soon as the factory door opened, Miao Pu walked out, holding a large shield of thorns in his left hand and his spear in his right hand, and strode out with bare feet. Facing Wang Liang who was wailing there, he didn't know
What should we do? But when Miao Pu got close to about 5 meters, Wang Liang suddenly stood up and raised his head. The expression in his eyes clearly said: "Second, you have been fooled! You are dead this time!"
"Ho!" Wang Liang roared like he was exhaling. When Miao Pu heard it, he was already undergoing attacks, sonic attacks! Ultrasonic attacks!
Miao Pu felt as if a hurricane suddenly appeared from the depths of the ocean. The entire space was twisting and shaking, forming a visible cone-shaped diffusion wave with Wang Liang's mouth as the source. The near-death struggle had become a habit.
He bowed his front legs, kicked off his hind legs, and held a large shield of thorns in front of him. He inserted his spear deeply into the soil and tried his best to resist the continuous attack of sound waves. The combined attack of multiple sound waves was like a hurricane, instantly killing Miao Pu.
He blew up and held the spear and shield hard for a few seconds. After a few seconds, blood gushed out from Miao Pu's mouth, nose, eyes and ears. Miao Pu felt that his whole body was beginning to be paralyzed, and his heart was beating abnormally and trembling as if it was going to happen in the next second.