super species player.

Chapter 211 "Hungry Ghost End Times" Dead and Missing

"Almost let's withdraw as well. The smell of blood is so strong, I don't know how much trouble it will cause."

Jiang Qian and Xue Yang chose cloaks with less blood stains to wrap around their bodies, using the limited secretions as a reliance to confuse the crawler's sense of taste, and prepared to evacuate there.

Little Allen was still kneeling in front of the corpses of his three companions, his face full of guilt, and he couldn't bear to leave.

"Are you going with us?" Jiang Qian said in fluent English.

Out of humanitarian concern and strong curiosity about the "ideal town", Jiang Qian took the initiative to invite Little Allen to go with him.

But Little Allen instinctively wanted to resist: "Can I say no?"

"Theoretically, you can. But I don't think you are that lucky to get back to the 'ideal town' you mentioned." Jiang Qian described his judgment objectively.

He is very clear that there are not only a large number of reptiles in this city, but also many more dangerous and ferocious super species players like them.

The abilities of these players far exceed the imagination of the aborigines, and the consideration of "winning" in the behavioral logic is greater than anything else.Simply put, most of these people will not consider the thoughts and experiences of the aborigines in the copy.

Therefore, little Alan's fate can be imagined: he either died or died a miserable death.

But Little Allen is very stubborn!
"I don't want to follow you anymore... well, I'm causing you trouble, if possible, please let me leave alone..."

He carefully searched for his words, for fear of accidentally offending Jiang Qian.

"Okay, good luck then."

Jiang Qian said calmly, and shared the weapons and equipment collected from his companions with him.

There is no way, since the other party is so confident, then "the transaction failed."

Under Xue Yang's surprised gaze, Jiang Qian resolutely gave up on little Ailun, turned around and walked towards the planned destination.

"Old Jiang? This kid, you really don't want to take it?" Xue Yang caught up with Jiang Qian, "Isn't there information on this kid that you are interested in?"

"We can't take care of ourselves." Jiang Qian's answer was simple.

"Oh..." Xue Yang nodded half-understanding, and followed Jiang Qian's pace.

In fact, there is another fundamental reason for doing so: Jiang Qian needs to ensure Xue Yang's survival rate.

If he was the only one entering the dungeon this time, his decision-making system would be completely different under the condition that he had the guarantee of super-material crystals.

The two of them walked out a few steps wrapped in cloaks.

There were hurried footsteps behind him, and Little Allen's panting cry for help!
"Wait for me, help!!"

Accompanied by the cries for help, there was also the weird crawling sound of "chachacha".

Jiang Qian and Xue Yang turned around and saw three or five burly crawlers chasing him behind Little Allen!

Because Little Allen couldn't let go of his dead companions, he wanted to bring back some relics from them for burial, but accidentally waited for the army of creepers who were looking for the smell of blood.

Originally, the cloak wrapped around his body was clean, but he stayed where he was, and directly ran into the sight of the creepers, which was very impressive.

The problem is, little Allen doesn't have any survival skills.

His immediate reaction was: the lesser of two evils!
Following Jiang Qian, although he was a little nervous, at least he would not be eaten by the vicious crawlers...

"Trouble is coming..."

Jiang Qian sighed lightly.

He pulled out the weapon he had just obtained from the dead man from his bag—an M16 automatic rifle, and aimed it in the direction of Little Allen with a very standard gun-holding action.

When Little Allen showed panic, Jiang Qian fired several shots, hitting a creeper who rushed close in an instant.

"The gun is good."

He continued to shoot while evaluating the experience of using the weapon.

The bullet exploded not far from Little Allen, and the fragments of the crawler's limbs sprayed on the chestnut-haired boy in a radial pattern, arousing the boy's strong emotions, and rushed towards Jiang Qian and Xue Yang shouting!
Yet the number of creepers behind him continued unabated.

Jiang Qian put down his automatic rifle and frowned slightly: "This kid is really a big trouble..."

Xue Yang beside him was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In anxiety, he turned around suddenly, staring in horror at the many creepers who gradually surrounded him behind him!
"Old Jiang, we've been made dumplings!"

"Don't panic, Xue Yang, take out your weapon."

Jiang Qian has already put away the hot weapon and replaced it with a cold weapon: it was also "borrowed" from the deceased: a saber!

Xue Yang took out two kitchen knives and eagerly waved them at the approaching creeper.

He advances and retreats, his movements are sensitive and fast!
Although it won't cause a fatal blow to the creepers, it can somewhat disturb their approaching rhythm...

Jiang Qian is different.

After all, it is the three-state fusion body with the highest evolutionary level in this dungeon classification!

Compared with Little Alan, a flower in the greenhouse, and the novice Xue Yang, his way of wielding a knife to kill creepers can be described as: cruel, cold, skillful and even inhumane.

The crawler's flesh and blood rubbed against the blades of the saber, breaking into pieces, puddles, and sections.

Little Allen opened his eyes wide without blinking!

In a blink of an eye, the blood flowed like a river...

He stared at Jiang Qian's back in infinite horror. He had never seen such a cruel murder scene in his life.

It wasn't until Jiang Qian turned around after finishing the killing, looked him up and down with a pair of beastly indifferent eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Little Alan escaped from the high tension in an instant!

In addition to Jiang Qian's reminder, there was also a severe pain from his wrist like bone erosion.

"Uh-"

Little Allen screamed and knelt down with his arms clasped.

He looked at the black pus and blood flowing from the wound on his wrist, his cheeks were pale, cold sweat oozes from the forehead, and the veins bulged, his mind was quickly occupied by the "pain" that invaded!
"Did he get hit by the bullet ant's stinger?" Xue Yang ran over sweating profusely from the side, and immediately speculated when he saw little Alan's situation.

"Probably, it's a little troublesome..." Jiang Qian hesitated, and quickly calculated the remaining food reserves.

Then, the fingertips and fangs stretched out...

Little Allen, who had fallen to the ground and curled up into a ball, was suffering unbearable pain.

Accompanied by scorching heat and convulsions, this severe pain raged through his blood, muscles and even bones, causing his sanity to collapse rapidly.

Just when he was about to collapse and cry, his injured arm was forcibly pulled up.

Another strange sting spread through the skin and blood!
The cool and biting chill fights against the burning around the wound along the capillaries, bringing an indescribable wonderful experience!
Then, the pain eased...

Little Allen felt his lost sanity returning to him.

At the same time, he heard a familiar voice.

"Old Jiang, you...you used super-species abilities?"

"Well, otherwise he's dead."

"Then... are you... hungry now?"

"I really want to braise, steam, dry stir-fry or braise this fat boy."

"I think so too." Xue Yang obviously swallowed, and tried to transfer the thing in his hand to Jiang Qian's hand, "I'll give you the kitchen knife!"

Little Allen gasped!
Jiang Qian looked at Little Allen, and his voice was still gentle: "You don't want to be eaten alive, do you? Then tell us about 'Ideal Town'."

……

In the woods on the outskirts.

The burly man who spoke with a strong northeast accent turned his head, and with a simple face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he smiled silly at Lao Liu in the canyon.

Then he turned around immediately, and continued to concentrate on persuading the leading black man, leaving behind the reason of the sixth son in the canyon.

Of course, English is used throughout.

The canyon sixth child who was hung upside down from a tree was emptied all the way...

One minute later, the sixth son of the canyon was put down by two strong men who could not communicate with each other. He finally regained his feet on the ground, but his hands were not loosened.

The Northeast buddies with thick eyebrows and big eyes quickly stepped forward to claim him!
"Just follow me, I'll help you keep an eye on him!"

"Yeah." The black burly man snorted, agreeing.

A group of people gathered together and discussed for a while, quickly re-buried the trap, and whispered to the Northeast buddies and the sixth son of the canyon to follow the team.

When the team started to move forward, this "helping" buddy from the Northeast cheerfully came up and lowered his voice to "connect" with the sixth son of the canyon.Of course, speaking Chinese:
"Brother Monkey, one of my own~ I am 'Northeast Home Cooking'!"

The sixth child in the canyon looked at him in surprise.

Northeast home cooking, is a die-hard fan who has read his guide collection!
Before the "Children's Paradise" broke through the live broadcast, when the popularity of the forum was not so high, this buddy was chasing Lao Liu's experience, and he was definitely regarded as Lao Liu's "senior reader"!
Although he doesn't like to leave messages very much, his regular large rewards still impress Lao Liu deeply.

This is really meeting someone of my own... The sixth son of the canyon was pleasantly surprised.

Of course, he didn't overexpress on his face, he just nodded slightly, indicating that he had received the other party's message.

A group of people continued to move forward softly and quickly, shuttling left and right in the woods.

During this period, Jia Cai Cai did not continue to try to communicate with the sixth child in the canyon, as if to avoid attracting attention and suspicion.

Canyon Six silently observed the team's configuration.

A total of 8 people, 5 black, 2 white, 1 yellow.

All of them have big arms and round waists, and there is a significant difference in magnitude between the postures of Asians.

The leading black burly man is the strongest in this group and seems to have the strongest combat effectiveness, but he is obviously very easy to fool.

The good news is that Home Cooking seems to be doing pretty well with the black dude, which gradually relieves him.

But until you figure out the origin and purpose of this group of people, you can't completely relax.

After a journey of twists and turns, the sixth son of the canyon came to a prison on the edge of the city along with the strong black man, home-cooked food and others.

The sixth child in the canyon was immediately interested and began to examine the situation of the prison: the damaged iron gate has been re-strengthened, and thick barbed wire is wrapped around it.

Anti-collision facilities were also arranged in the open space outside the iron net.

If there is a foreign intruder driving in, the whole vehicle will be scrapped as soon as possible.

The strangest thing is the jars placed around the iron gate.

He wasn't sure what it contained, but it looked like it was doing a significant job of defending against creeper attacks.

At least, the sixth person in the canyon did not find the remains of the crawler in the arc surrounded by the jar.

He continued to watch the strange environment calmly.

It is not ruled out that there is a sniper rifle aimed at his head at the window not far away, and there is a slight movement, and his head is in a different place in an instant.

The black burly man approached the iron gate, and briefly explained a few words to his companions hiding in the small house. Soon, the iron gate opened, and the returning team quickly entered the prison with Canyon Lao Liu.

Then, the sixth child in the canyon found that he had made a hasty estimate of the magnitude of "this team".

After entering the prison, there were two "door gods" guarding each checkpoint, and almost everyone was equipped with thermal weapons, that is, guns. This shows that this team has not only realized militarized management, And the reserves of ammunition and weapons are quite abundant!
Not stragglers, but a human "legion" with real combat effectiveness.

I don't know how long they followed the team, and everyone stopped one after another in a spacious space similar to the staff canteen.

Not long after, a bald man with a pale complexion and black eye sockets came out of it.He was accompanied by two followers who were similar to "entourage" or "bodyguard".

As soon as he saw the strong black man, the cold face of this man was immediately filled with enthusiasm, and he stretched out his arms to hug the black brother.

"My Michael, welcome back!" The bald man embraced the strong black man and asked impatiently, "Did you find May?"

The strong black man named Michael shook his head with a complicated expression.

Then the bald man's expression also froze, he put his hands on the bald head and scratched, there was nowhere to vent his irritability.

"She hasn't come back for two days." The bald man shook his head and sighed.

In the current catastrophic environment, everyone knows what it means to be "left behind".

"Dan, we will do whatever you say!" Michael said faithfully.

Jia Caicai and the sixth son of the canyon stood silently in the line, quietly waiting for the shocking news revealed during the conversation between the two.

However, at this moment, the bald man suddenly raised his head, fixed his sharp and cold eyes on the "new face" in Michael's team, and asked with a frown:

"A newcomer joined today?"

……

The next day, a group of men and women wrapped in sticky cloaks arrived at the place where their companions lost contact yesterday.

The scene before their eyes was terrifying:

The remains of creepers are everywhere, and the whole street is polluted with dirty blood, which is unbearable to look at. Even if the target of the murder is the creeper, this method is still too cruel.

They walked heavily, carefully identifying among the corpses.

Finally, at the corner of the street, three corpses that had been almost gnawed into white bones were found.

"They're dead..."

The leading white uncle said sadly.

At the same time, he stretched out his thick arm with intricate totem tattoos, inspected the three bones with his own hands, and collected scattered items left by his companions from various places around.

Then he turned around and looked at the crowd, and said with certainty:

"It wasn't the creepers that killed them."

As soon as this remark was made, the accompanying companions immediately received reactions of surprise or confusion.

"Will it be the new variant in the rumors?" someone whispered.

"No way, isn't the new variant always just a rumor? Hey, is it really possible for that to happen?"

"Don't be too optimistic, what else can't happen in this fucking world?"

……

While everyone was talking, the tattooed uncle turned around expressionlessly: "The existence of the new variant has been confirmed."

……

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