Wang Jin, who was running wildly, vaguely heard a sound similar to the one just now, like flesh and blood squirming, or like something whispering.
"Ah!"
The figure of the fugitive swelled again and became obese.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Wang Jin would never have believed that a person's body shape could change so much in just a few minutes.
The originally burly man looked like a walking mountain of meat, and even his original appearance could no longer be seen.
"hiss…"
Wang Jin frowned and hesitated in his steps.
This man's speed is already ridiculously fast. Even though he carries the blessing of paradise, he still needs Xiao Hei's help to barely keep up.
However, speed increases with strength within a certain range.
This fugitive's strength may have grown to a rather terrifying level.
"That's not good."
Wang Jin frowned and felt worried for Zhao Guangming in his heart.
When the fugitive changed his body shape, his appearance also changed, which was quite different from the photos in the file.
This means that they are likely to catch Zhao Guangming off guard.
If all these fugitives had this method of increasing their strength...
It’s really hard to say whether we will win or lose.
"hiss."
Thinking of this, Wang Jin couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Old Zhao, can you hear me?"
After hesitating for a moment, the young man tried to adjust his breathing and shouted into the earphone.
"Zi la..."
The expected response did not come from the earphones, but instead there was a lot of noise, mixed with someone's screams and cries of pain.
Zhao Guangming has already met other fugitives.
"Crack!"
There was a cracking sound, and there was no sound from the other end of the earphone.
"Oh shit."
The young man cursed a few words in a low voice and prepared to go back to find Zhao Guangming.
"Now that you're here, don't leave."
There was a strong wind behind his ears, and Wang Jin's inspiration warning beat wildly.
"There really is an ambush."
Wang Jin's body flashed and he easily dodged the blow.
Bang——!
His fat palms slapped the brick wall, causing a small piece of it to collapse.
"call…"
Wang Jin did not fight back immediately, but carefully observed the surrounding environment.
There are shabby red brick walls on both sides, and the uneven ground is covered with water.
Rotten and smelly unknown objects were scattered around the trash can, and something could be vaguely seen biting and eating inside.
There are a few pairs of sparkling eyes in the corner, they should be animals like cats and dogs.
Chaotic, dirty, hidden.
This place is perfect for killing people.
Wang Jin grinned and showed a pleasant smile.
From the beginning, he discovered that the fugitive was consciously leading him to remote places.
When they arrived at this deserted alley, the opponent finally showed his fangs.
"Oh...ah..."
A twisted and fat figure slowly walked out of the corner.
His face became ferocious due to pain, but he kept chewing something in his mouth, and thick blood slipped from his lips.
"He's eating...his own tongue?"
Wang Jin frowned and looked up and down at the fat man who had been lurking here.
The joints twisted in the opposite direction strangely, but they did not lose their ability to move.
His hands waved unnaturally as he moved, and his skin stained with dirt and blood was as pale as a dead person.
But Wang Jin didn't see anything related to ghost stories from the other party, and even the aura that a human should have disappeared without a trace.
If anything, this fat man's every move is more like a puppet controlled by something, and his heart is filled with hunger and madness.
"There are two on my side, which means there are three left on Zhao's side."
Wang Jin frowned, and a fruit knife suddenly appeared in his hand.
Having said that, Chen Zhong, who is the mastermind, is also among them. It is hard to say what strange abilities he has.
The situation is changing rapidly, and I don't have time to catch up.
"Then...kill him."
The desire to die slowly rose in his dark pupils, and the young man smiled and waved his knife.
Since Chen Zhong and his group are related to Kaitan, they should be under the company's control.
He has no such childish thought as "cannot kill". To be tolerant to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself.
These people wanted to kill himself and Zhao Guangming. This reason alone was enough for Wang Jin to kill him.
Not to mention that they themselves were serious criminals and killed several innocent people along the way.
From all aspects, the death of these two fat men was not a pity.
The dark silver secret instrument on his wrist began to rotate, and the incantation engraved on it slowly lit up.
The aura of the Eye of the Ancient God flashed by and surrounded Wang Jin obediently.
Compared with directly using pollution to drive people crazy, this is more efficient and less labor-intensive.
"Light."
The amber light lit up, and Wang Jin's speed increased instantly.
He had just tried it, and the curse of the god had little effect on the fat man, and the secret ritual of "Lullaby" also had no effect.
There seems to be some kind of power protecting these two fugitives, helping them avoid most of the effects of ghost stories.
In this case, it is better to directly strengthen yourself and exchange speed for stronger damage.
"Die!"
The barely normal fat man roared and ran towards Wang Jin quickly.
He is not a fool and cannot continue to watch his opponent become stronger and stronger.
In fact, he had already taken action when Wang Jin started to use the Eye of the Ancient God, but unfortunately the attack still failed to work.
Boom——
The fat man rubbed Wang Jin's head with his palm and slapped it on the trash can nearby.
The iron trash can nailed to the ground instantly rose into the air and flew more than ten meters away.
They don't even need any weapons, they can beat people to death with just the power of their palms.
"Ouch!"
There was a vague roar, and another hand whizzed by with the sound of wind, and Wang Jin's shoulder was scratched a small piece.
The twisted and weird fat man's movements were too fast and unpredictable. Even if the inspiration warning worked, it didn't mean that Wang Jin could 100% avoid it.
"Oh shit."
Wang Jin cursed in a low voice, and the Green God's breath helped him slowly recover from his wounds.
The fat man's attack was very strange. It was obviously a beating, but it tore his skin, and the wound was quite deep.
Of course, this is not what Wang Jin was scolding.
When their bodies just crossed each other, he stabbed the flesh-devouring short knife into a fat man's body.
But now the other party is still safe and sound.
"The wound didn't even bleed. How thick is the fat layer..."
Wang Jin sighed and turned the fruit knife in his hand into a nail sword.
He was even a little worried that this still wouldn't really hurt the two fat men.
——
"Lao Wu also devoured himself!"
Chen Zhong felt pain in his palm, turned around and shouted to the others in a low voice.
"It seems that boy is indeed not simple."
The man with the birthmark on his face frowned and looked a little gloomy.
Autophagy is their only way to increase their strength, and it is indeed very useful.
However, the damage caused to the body is irreversible, and as time goes by, it will slowly become like a human being.
No one would want to do this unless they were desperate.
"Hey, what are you talking about?"
The sloppy middle-aged man pulled out his knife, and murderous intent rose into the sky, like a raven bringing death.