Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

What exactly is going on?

What could make such a big creature flee in such terror?"

Claire's brows were furrowed, and the knuckles of her hands holding the weapon turned white due to the force. "How should I know? Whatever it is, it is definitely not something we can easily deal with. Let's find a place to turn around and retreat."

"There's just enough room up front for us to turn around."

At this moment, a dull and powerful feeling of oppression came from afar, as if an invisible force was approaching.

The ground began to tremble slightly, with the frequency increasing and the intensity increasing.

"Speed ​​up, everyone else get ready to shoot." Carlos Oliveira shouted.

Black muzzles of guns protruded from the car windows.

The car also accelerated further.

It is in a relatively parallel position to the running elephant.

And the zombie elephant was still running wildly.

A cloud of dust rose behind it, and its roar was filled with despair and fear.

As the distance widened, Claire's reconnaissance team quickly saw through the dust and discovered what was following closely behind the zombie elephant in the distance. It was a dozen or so lickers covered in blood red.

After surviving in the apocalypse for so many years, Claire is already familiar with the terrible monster called the Licker.

However, it was the first time for her to see so many Lickers going out hunting together.

The prey was a zombie elephant!

These creations of the T virus actually kill each other?

Claire soon discovered the difference between these lickers.

Compared to the lickers we encountered before.

All the lickers encountered before can be described as skinny, underdeveloped and deformed children.

The lickers in front of him were hunched over, with their backs bulging high, as if they were carrying heavy rocks. The protruding spines and muscle tissues were clearly visible, the muscles were tight and strong, and the lines were as hard as sculptures, as if they contained endless explosive power.

Their skin was a disgusting dark red, as if it had been soaked in thick blood for a long time. It was dark in color and exuded a decayed smell.

The head was bald without a single hair, which made it look particularly ferocious. The bulging eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire, flashing with cruel blood, making people dare not look into its eyes.

Their limbs are strong and powerful, and their sharp claws are like sharp scimitars, flashing a chilling cold light in the sun. Each claw is thick and sharp, as if it can easily tear steel. The muscles in their thick arms and legs are tense, and the veins are bulging. It seems that they can burst out amazing power at any time, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression.

They move quickly and agilely in this devastated environment, hunting collaboratively like wolves.

Several lickers kept jumping and testing on both sides of the zombie elephant, raising clouds of dust under their feet, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Some lickers chased closely behind, making low roars. The sound echoed in the silent wilderness, putting psychological pressure on the zombie elephants.

When the zombie elephant slowed down for a moment, a licker would pounce on it and scratch its legs with its sharp claws, leaving deep bloody marks and bringing up black rotten blood.

The blood spilled onto the dry land and was instantly sucked dry.

They cooperated well with each other, advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and demonstrated extremely high hunting skills and team awareness.

Under their siege, the zombie elephant looked increasingly miserable, with more and more wounds on its body.

Under their siege, the zombie elephant looked increasingly miserable, with more and more wounds on its body.

"They already have such high intelligence?" Claire looked at the scene in shock.

Watching these lickers, like real wolves, hunting the zombie elephants, she couldn't help but feel sad deep in her heart.

This is a sad sentiment about the human future.

She knew very well that in this doomsday world, even these terrifying mutant creatures were constantly evolving, possessing such superb hunting skills and teamwork capabilities. They were not afraid of radiation, as if they were the real masters of this planet.

However, human beings are struggling in an increasingly difficult environment, and their living space is constantly shrinking.

At this moment, the zombie elephant let out its last mournful cry and fell to the ground with a bang.

The enormous force broke the zombie elephant's two rotten front legs directly, and its huge body completely fell to the ground. Even though it was still struggling, it was obviously destined to die again.

The lickers pounced on it excitedly, enjoying their hard-earned spoils.

Claire's reconnaissance team finally found a place to turn around.

But they did not dare to turn around because the lickers were lurking beside their retreat path.

I didn't dare to go forward.

First of all, I don’t know if the road ahead is clear. More importantly, we have encountered such terrible lickers here. What if we go deep into Raccoon City?

Is it possible to encounter even more terrifying biochemical monsters?

"Claire, what should we do now?"

"Wait!" Claire said very firmly: "Now we can only wait, wait for these lickers to leave. Everyone, be alert to prevent these damn things from attacking us. Also, try to call the convoy." She reached out and took out a hand-rolled cigarette and put it in her mouth. Fortunately, the reconnaissance team never lacked fuel.

Adequate fuel is also Claire's confidence.

If these lickers are not full and want to come over for a full meal.

Claire wouldn't let them have their way.

But this also means that they have to go deep into Raccoon City.

Glancing at the sun above my head.

It's still early.

It should have been just after noon.

This should be the best news.

Plenty of sunlight means they can better escape possible pursuit.

The lickers ate with relish, as if they had been hungry for a long time.

But suddenly, they all raised their ferocious heads.

As if he had sensed the presence of some danger.

Claire's expression suddenly froze.

The faces of all the team members turned serious.

The driver has already put his foot on the accelerator.

The Lickers glanced over here, their scarlet eyes filled with a greedy desire for flesh and blood, but then they all turned their heads to the depths of Raccoon City. Their hideous faces, whose facial features were difficult to distinguish, seemed to be afraid of something.

"Puff!" The head of a licker suddenly exploded, blood splattering everywhere. Then the second and third lickers' heads exploded. After the third licker's head exploded, a loud roar sounded, and a tall, three-meter-tall man wearing a black leather suit and extremely strong appeared on the distant horizon.

He came running with big strides, and every step made the ground tremble slightly.

The Barrett sniper rifle in his hand seemed as light as a toy. He ran wildly while shooting continuously. His movements were smooth and without any pause. His face was extremely pale, without eyebrows, and the deep part of his pupils was white. His open collar revealed a sutured wound, like a centipede crawling, as if his head was sewn to his neck from the back.

The expression on Claire's face became more solemn.

She knew this thing.

tyrant!

Seeing their companions die, the Lickers fell into madness one by one. They pounced on the Tyrant with their fangs and claws bared, and let out sharp roars.

Some jumped high, trying to attack the tyrant's head with their sharp claws, while others rushed over from the side, trying to bite off the tyrant's legs.

However, the tyrant remained unmoved.

His tall and strong body is like an indestructible fortress.

Facing the lickers that were rushing towards him, the Tyrant swung the Barrett sniper rifle in his hand violently and directly knocked a licker away.

Then he raised his leg and kicked away another approaching licker.

The attacks of the Lickers seemed to pose no threat to the Tyrant.

The tyrant's movements were swift and fierce, like a violent storm that made people overwhelmed. His strong and powerful hands tightly grasped the Barrett sniper rifle, as if it was not a precision firearm, but a heavy stick. He swept left and right frantically, and each swing brought a tremendous force, as if it could smash all obstacles in front of him.

The lickers were completely helpless against this powerful attack.

The moment they were hit, they flew out in an extremely distorted posture like weightless rag dolls.

Their bodies drew an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound. The huge impact force caused their bones to break instantly, their internal organs to shatter, and they could no longer stand up, and could only twitch in pain on the ground until the last moment of their lives.

A Licker attacked from behind, but the Tyrant seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned quickly, grabbed the Licker's neck, stepped on the Licker's lower body, pulled it upwards and tore the entire Licker in half.

Soon, all the Lickers fell at the feet of the Tyrant, their bodies scattered all over the ground, and the smelly blood dyed the ground red. The Tyrant stood in the blood, expressionless, without making any sound, and no longer making any movements, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Suddenly, the tyrant turned his head and looked at Claire and the others.

Claire and the others were frightened by the sudden gaze. Fear instantly spread throughout their bodies and they wanted to run away.

But at this moment, gunshots suddenly rang out all around, and the wheels of both the police explosion-proof vehicle and the pickup truck were all shot to pieces.

More than a dozen gunmen dressed in camouflage uniforms surrounded the three cars without anyone noticing, and surrounded Claire and the others.

Claire's heart sank suddenly, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back.

Everyone panicked, holding their weapons tightly in their hands, but not daring to act rashly.

The gunmen had stern faces, their eyes revealing cruelty and murderous intent, their guns were pointed steadily at Claire and the others, as if they would shoot immediately at the slightest movement.

Claire suppressed her inner fear and tried to observe the situation around her, looking for a chance to break out.

But under this tight siege, everything seems to be in vain.

Moreover, the tyrant in the distance was also walking towards this side.

Claire looked at the tyrant walking towards them.

I just feel my scalp is numb.

She yelled at the gunmen around her: "Are you all crazy? The tyrant is coming."

However, the gunmen around seemed to hear nothing at all.

A bullet grazed Claire's scalp and a cold voice came: "Take your hands off the heavy machine gun, or the next shot will be in your head."

"Dong dong dong~" The sound of heavy footsteps was heard.

The tyrant walked to the side of the car, but did not attack it. Instead, he stared at everything around him with cold, dead fish eyes.

His lifeless eyes seemed to be able to freeze people's souls. Under the gaze of the tyrant, Claire and others dared not breathe, and their hearts beat rapidly, as if they were about to jump out of their throats.