death row

Chapter 189 Human Corpse War

Although the body size of the corpse king is smaller than that of the fat corpse, but the strength is not much less. I am in the middle like the middle line of a tug-of-war, becoming the ruler of the struggle between the two parties.

Soon my feeling was not about suffocation, but the possibility of my neck being strangled in two at any time.

I grabbed the corpse king's tongue and pulled it hard, the tongue stretched and stretched, the tight part relaxed, I took in oxygen, and my confused consciousness suddenly became clear again.

Now the corpse king is dragged by the two forces of me and the fat corpse, unable to support himself, he can only cut off his tongue with his nails.

Snapped!When the traction force disappeared, my immobile body rushed towards the swimming pool again, and instantly fell into the oily ground, sliding all the way and kicking hard on the huge belly of the fat corpse.

Without a sound, Fat Corpse's balloon-like belly suddenly retracted.

But it immediately returned to its original shape, and the force pushed back made me hit the wall bricks along the slippery ground.

I couldn't control the forward and backward direction of my body at all, so I could only stretch out my hand against the wall. With a handhold, I finally stood up, but the fat corpse jumped in front of me in an instant and punched me in the stomach.

I jumped up a few meters, my appetite was overwhelming, and I spit out a mouthful of blood when I opened my mouth.

After entering the penalty area, I faced many powerful opponents head-on, most of them were far superior to me at the time, but I hardly suffered a lot. I didn't expect to be beaten by a dead body today and vomit blood .

Fat corpses are nothing more than rough skin and thick flesh. They don't know either Yuanli or martial arts. They attack people with brute force, but I have no power to fight back against such an opponent.

Although the oil and water on the ground did restrict my actions to a certain extent, it also exposed my serious lack of experience against the enemy.

Because just a few barrels of oil can completely suppress an opponent far inferior to me, what right do I have to feel that I am awesome?
Thinking back carefully in the previous battles, the opponents who won the battles completely by ability were far inferior to my generation, but I am lucky to win any opponents with comparable strength.

In fact, I have never encountered a real test at all, otherwise I would have discovered that I was actually vulnerable.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little frustrated.

Suddenly, I felt my neck tightened, and I was lifted high by the fat corpse, and I was thrown far away. Then, a red tongue flickered in the air, and the corpse king's long tongue, which was always invisible, was wrapped around my body again, and it followed my body. The direction of the forward rush added another force.

With the whistling wind in my ears, I rushed out from the door, smashed through the glass in the corridor and fell straight onto the square of the hotel.

In addition to bruises and internal injuries all over my body, it hurt even to breathe, and I barely supported my body to stand up.

Suddenly I felt a strange atmosphere.

There was no sound in the area blocked by the military, it was as quiet as a tomb.

I saw the machine gunner crouching in the fortification, his head stuck to the ground, motionless, and the soldier sitting in the infantry vehicle also had his head down, eyes closed, and did not move at all.

Are they...

I secretly gasped, could it be that so many innocent people lost their lives just for a game?Are they still human?
Snapped!
A long rope was thrown in front of me, glasses stood in front of a window on the third floor and said: "Don't forget your mission."

I held one end of the long rope, raised my glasses and raised my hand upwards. A strong force came through the rope, pulling my body to rush straight up. When I reached the third floor, I put my hand on the window sill and jumped in.

"You guys are nothing short of devils."

"Thank you for complimenting us. In fact, I think so too, and you are also one of us." He smiled.

"I'll fuck your mother." Enraged by his expression, I exploded directly.

"Maybe I'm going to disappoint you. I'm an orphan just like you." He said nonchalantly.

Glasses are like a ball of cotton. No matter how powerful you are, you can't use it against him at all. No matter how you look at it, I am no match for him, so I can only bow down.

Re-entering the "battle zone", the piercing laughter of the triangular eyes came: "Second brother, don't you still admit defeat?"

"It's too early to admit defeat now." Xiao Ketian said coldly, a cold light flashed faintly in my eyes.

I felt a chill in my heart, knowing that he had made a murderous move, so I must find a way to reverse the defeat in the next battle.

The two corpse kings still maintain an attacking posture from top to bottom, without the slightest novelty, and without any flaws.

When my feet stepped into the swimming pool again, without waiting for them to react, I acted first, and raised my hand to attack the corpse king hanging on the top. It reacted very quickly and fit forward I dodged the attack with a single jump, and a part of the wall and floor was broken by me, and fell down and hit the fat corpse's head, which was hit unknowingly.

The corpse king flicked his long tongue twice on the roof, making crackling noises, and then swung his head around like a whip.

Because my feet were too slippery, I couldn't dodge it at all, so I stiffened and hit my back. I felt a burning pain in my back, and even my clothes and flesh were ripped open.

Afterwards, the bloody tongue came one after another, and I was so beaten that I couldn't fight back. Although I grabbed the bloody tongue several times, the corpse king would immediately tear off the tongue under my control, and the new flesh would grow rapidly and continue to beat.

In the blink of an eye, my whole body was covered with welts, and the piercing pain almost made me think of giving up. At this critical moment, a burst of gunshots rang out.

I saw Li Jialin took out a pistol and aimed at the corpse king on the top and kept shooting. His face was full of anger, his eyes were red, and he was trembling all over, but his marksmanship was really accurate, and every bullet hit the corpse king accurately.

"Don't be stupid, it's none of your business here." I was in a hurry.

The pistol bullet will not cause harm to the corpse king, but it diverts its attention, and the attack on me temporarily stops.

It adjusted its body position on the ceiling, aimed at Li Jialin, and the bloody tongue swished out again.

I pressed against the edge of the swimming pool, jumped up, and roared: "Your opponent is me." Then I grabbed the bloody tongue in my hand and pulled it down hard.

Because it was too fast this time, it didn't have time to cut off its tongue, so I just tore it off the roof and fell to the ground with a slap.

My blood rushed to my head, and I threw myself on its body recklessly, and punched it head and face with a random punch without thinking.

Although the boxing techniques were chaotic, the moves were full of vitality, so the sound of the roaring boxing wind stirred in the spacious room.

The corpse king let out a shrill scream and waved his nails like blades, trying to attack my face, but I punched my wrist several times, and there was the sound of bones cracking. .

(End of this chapter)