Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

Judging from the style of painting, it looks like imported goods from there.

He held the pistol steady, and with his other hand he thrust the key into the acupoint in his bosom that Feitoujiang used to open:

"The 'Akong' I brought today has decent firepower."

Yi Daiyan frowned and looked carefully at the sofa——

His gaze froze.

He saw the portable holographic generator: the rusty iron bracelet was supposed to be worn on the wrist to generate fake clothing; cheaper than real fabric products, it was a mobile wardrobe for day laborers.

However, the generated volume is limited and it is not suitable for soft decoration of furniture.

now--

He looked at the bracelet dangling on the armrest of the "sofa", and an absurd thought flashed through his mind:

"Is it a human transformation?"

"Tsk, how is it possible..."

Yi Daiyan laughed in silence, shook his head, and considered which department in the bureau to contact. There were many strange things in Kuala Lumpur, and this was just a small episode.

But anyway, at least the case has been filed, and there is some income anyway... I can rent an electric car from the nearby police station for a short period of time, and maybe I can make a little extra money if I rush to Xianying Palace -

when!

There seemed to be a faint sound of bells ringing in the distance, but it seemed just an illusion.

"Maybe I heard it wrong..."

He looked around in confusion and sniffed:

I don’t know if there was something wrong with the nutrient solution I drank at the tea stall in the morning, or if I was just scared, but Yi Daiyan always felt his stomach was restless and a little nauseous.

The feeling came suddenly, as if someone had stuffed an ice cube straight into his stomach and was trying to push it all the way through his esophagus and out his throat.

rustling...

In the corner of my eye, something shiny flashed.

Yi Daiyan turned his head and raised his gun again:

Several artificial meridians squirmed, expanding and contracting like snakes, crossing a distance of several meters and climbing up the four "legs" of the sofa.

call out!

Several meridians penetrated into the back of the chair legs and disappeared.

"...?"

Yi Daiyan stepped back step by step until he stepped out of the door frame and into the corridor.

The three pairs of soft organs that serve as the backrest of the "sofa" are already very large, and one can even see the purple blood vessels emerging from the skin.

Now, one of the pairs is slightly gray and is changing shape:

It seems like there is something in there that wants to get out...

Yi Daiyan stared in amazement at the pair of breasts that rose forward and upward, stretching longer and longer; the skin was like extremely elastic rubber and would not break no matter what -

In a flash, two smooth arms emerged from the chest of the sofa, with ten fingers intertwined and pointed directly at Yi Daiyan.

It's like holding an invisible gun in your hand.

"Imitating me?"

……

“…Ah, ah? Ah, ah!!!”

"what? What?"

“Aaaaaaa——”

It was as if someone had gradually turned up the power of the speakers: gradually, strange noises rose up in the apartment building, including human screams, objects colliding, and glass breaking.

Almost subconsciously, Yi Daiyan turned his head slightly and looked towards the corridor——

The noise came from every room in the building, densely packed together.

"what happened--"

"Wow……"

The sound of sticky vomiting.

He turned around quickly:

The two newly grown hands of the "sofa" reached upwards and took something out from its wide-open mouth.

"You're kidding... a gun?!"

Yi Daiyan looked at the ambiguous pistol and felt as if he was in some kind of immersive movie:

The barrel of the gun is a white bone; fascia and ligaments are intertwined, pulling the joints together to form a kind of firing device; the grip is covered with a layer of rough, calloused skin; thin lines of shiny saliva flow from the gun.

Click!

"Sofa" stretched out his five fingers with dark blue nails and pulled open the slide of the "pistol"; it seemed as if some cartilage was knocking together, and the sound of loading the gun was crisp but a little sticky.

Then he raised the muzzle of the gun straight with both hands, which was exactly the same shooting action as Yi Daiyan just now.

Hey?

The body reacts much faster than the mind:

Yi Daiyan bent his upper body backwards and assumed the "Iron Bridge" posture.

flutter!

He clearly saw a black shadow fly past his eyes and nailed into the wall of the corridor behind him.

The rolling, cool air hit the gap in the helmet, making his nasal cavity itchy; the face guard that was not fixed properly was shaking.

Yi Daiyan rolled to the side and continued to dodge. In his peripheral vision, he saw the thin bone needle embedded in the concrete, the tail end still trembling.

"Bang! Hehehe..."

The head of "Sofa" hidden in the shadows suddenly made a sound and used his mouth to fill in the gunshot.

The laughter was unusually charming, but at this moment it was just creepy.

Whatever this thing is, it has consciousness.

Based on Yi Daiyan's superficial military knowledge, this "pistol" is more like a crossbow, most likely relying purely on elastic force for projection.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the most important thing now is...

Run!

He jumped up and ran to the end of the corridor; behind him he heard a wet patter, as if someone was slapping the ground hard with his hands.

That "sofa" chased out!

Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk...

"Da! Da! Da! Hahahahaha!"

A few more blurry black lines passed by his body along with the sharp laughter and pierced into the window pane covered with plastic.

"Get out of here, I can!"

He jumped up, twisted his body in the air, put his shoulders towards the window, and held A Kong to his chest.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The girl opened her dark eye sockets, from which bluish-white electric fire gushed out; her pink cheeks also puffed up roundly, and strong winds spewed out of her mouth.

Yi Daiyan only felt a heavy punch on his chest, but he still held the two sides of the girl's head tightly.

Snapped!

He used the momentum to break open the hastily pasted window pane, sending broken pieces of plastic flying everywhere.

He flew out, and the "sofa" could no longer be seen in the increasingly smaller window.

Without the rain and clouds of the past blocking the view, one can see a corner of the city below more clearly from the air.

Here’s just a quick glimpse:

The crowd in the Taipingshan market was like a dispersed sewage, flowing into alleys and streets. They shouted in fear and pushed each other, avoiding something; some people pulled out guns and shot at each other.

Yi Daiyan saw that there seemed to be reddish-brown ivy growing on the display screen of the billboard; he clearly remembered that it was still smooth before he entered the building.

The next second, he crossed the air diagonally and smashed into the window of the opposite building.

Wow!

He rolled several times in the broken glass on the ground, finally stabilizing his momentum, trembling in the shards:

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's going on here?"

He put the girl's head aside tremblingly and stood up:

"Wow!"

As soon as Yi Daiyan opened his mouth, sour water came out of his throat and nostrils, and his tonsils felt burning.

"how……?"

Even though I was quite frightened just now, I shouldn't have vomited directly.

He lifted the visor of his helmet and rubbed the corners of his eyes, which were wet from vomiting...

Then he froze.

"This……"

In the sour water spit out by Yidaiyan, there were ten fingers of different lengths soaked; like mixed beans eaten with wine, they rolled to the ground.

Her fingertips were painted with a slate-gray polish, the color of overcooked egg yolks.

"Will anyone really use this color for a manicure... I'm sick... I'm sick..."

He thought aimlessly, holding onto the wall to prop himself up.

"Could it be... Could it be that it was infected by some virus? Yes, it must be. Which company has created some strange virus again..."

Yi Daiyan's heart was beating like a drum, and his whole body was numb; he knelt on one knee, took Feitoujiang "Akong" into his arms, and straightened her bangs that were messed up by the wind.

A roaring noise came from outside the window, and sharp screams echoed from the floors above and below, shrouding the apartment building in a terrifying atmosphere.

What should I do?

Just the Peak Market, or... the whole of Kuala Lumpur?

He slapped his forehead hard with his palm:

Police station! Go back to the police station! I put all my weapons and the ah-kongs in the employee locker! No matter where I escape to, I have to go back and get them.

Before I went out today, I fully charged Ah Kong. I just needed to jump a few more times from the rooftop with the momentum of her spit, just like I did just now...

The distances between buildings in the residential area around Taipingshan Market are very narrow, and Akong's energy should be able to last until he returns to the police station; no matter what is happening in Taipingshan Market now, the top of the tall building should be safe.

Then spend a little more money and find a doctor stationed in the police station to get you checked out. I'm sure your problem isn't a big deal!

A case of this magnitude was no longer something he could handle alone, but his other colleagues had all rushed to Xianying Palace and were unable to provide support.

At this point, the best option is to run away.

Yes, I haven't used the discount coupons that the clinic gave me last time. I need to find them out so that I can get cheaper medical treatment.

Yi Daiyan took a long breath, patted his chest, and muttered in a low voice:

"Everything will be fine, everything will be fine... It's not a big case-"

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

A scream that gradually grew louder and sharper erupted from the other end of the corridor, causing Yi Daiyan to tremble all over.

"There are still survivors..."

He subconsciously took a step to the side, ready to escape upstairs to ignore the sound he heard.

With only this one Akong on hand, there is absolutely no way I can take anyone else with me to escape.

With my current firepower...