MTL - The End of the World-Chapter 82
"s..."
The whistling wind screamed past, and the words of praise were drowned in the scorpion. The wind is mixed with the smell of wild beasts and the pungent **** smell, which makes people breathe and breathless.
Everyone's movements were stagnant, and they were horrified at the step-by-step walk of the long-haired man.
He walked very slowly, but every step seemed to be loud and loud, and it was heard in everyone's heart. Wearing a dark long coat, the angle of the corners of the clothes seems to have been torn apart, and it is simple to have a unique and beautiful beauty.
The skin is not white like a normal person, the face is beautiful and profound, the eye tip is extremely narrow, and the half-length shoulder-length black hair is blown a bit messy in the wind, but it can't cover a pair of deep and dark pupils, cold and indifferent, like All the light that has been irradiated is swallowed up, and the ancient well has no waves.
He walked step by step like this.
The tall body was a little thin in the wind, and this strange pale face made him look a little sick. It is a kind of terrorism that seems to have gone through the **** river pool and the white bones from the Shura hell, so that everyone present can't calm down and simply think of it as an ordinary person.
His collarbone is high and bulging, naked | exposed in the cold wind.
The sun has long been covered by layers of dark clouds. Without the hot sun, the heat gradually dissipates, and it seems that the person is cold to the cold, like a black hole, all the temperature and light are absorbed. Escape.
When he didn't find it, the screaming fingers shivered a little, even though the loose white coat hid the body's tremble, but the shocking and unbelievable look could not be covered.
The smashing slap in the face was hovering in the sky, and then rushed down without any warning, going straight to the black man. The latter raised his head slightly, and the movement seemed to be slow. He lifted his right arm very quickly. The fierce and brutal cockroach stepped on two gray-white cockroaches and gently fell on his elbow.
The action is extremely soft, with a bit of trepidation.
Chen Zhongyu watched this strange scene with vigilance. He dried up the scorpion. After a while, he said: "You...what are you? The mutant beast is very dangerous. You better hurry to open it. ......"
The man did not pay any attention to Chen Zhongyu’s shouting. His slender and beautiful neck moved slightly, and the face with a different sense of beauty looked at the mutation and looked at it: “You are stupid.”
The sound is as low as the world's most perfect cello, and every sound is at the most accurate point. It is opened after accurate calculation.
The mutation shook the wings, and the two babies shook slightly. Even Chen Zhongyu, who had no rice, felt inexplicably: it was afraid.
The man still looked at it blankly, like a child who was so happy to learn, curious light in his pupil, and asked, "Why are you made this way?"
The answer to him is a more silent silence.
Chen Zhongyu felt that the whole person was soaked in cold water, so that he could not breathe. This feeling of repression to the extreme, he once felt in the body of the major, but it is only a kind of oppressive oppression, but there is no such thing -
It seems that if you say the wrong word, you will be buried in the fear of the land.
Of course, the man waited for a long time and did not wait for the answer. This mutated cockroach seems to want to spread its wings and escape, but it can only shake the long wings at this moment, and they don't dare to move.
Just when Chen Zhongyu thought that this stalemate would continue, he suddenly listened to the voice of the person and said purely: "If you are so stupid, then go to die and die?"
Chen Zhongyu’s eyes widened. Without waiting for him to react, he saw the man’s action and climbed his hand to climb the wings of the mutated squat. After a glimpse of a cracked metal, the two **** wings It was broken and thrown on the ground.
The beast that was just savage and fierce... just dying into the edge of dying.
The mutation is so fast that people can't adapt.
Even if they look at each other's human skin, all the evolutionists, including Chen Zhongyu, feel a great crisis. I don't know who first raised the knife in horror and chopped it to the man. Then there were countless people who used guns or used abilities to attack each other.
The arm was cut off, the whole person was bombarded, and the gun was resolved.
Five or six researchers all stood face to face and stood behind Chen Zhong, who had not been knocked down. They firmly held the most important treasures of the human base in the city base. Not wanting to escape, but...
There is a great horror that can't be survived even if you run away.
The handsome man in black is just approaching slowly and slowly, and there seem to be countless invisible wind blades around him. Human beings have no chance to approach him, and he will be easily broken into pieces.
Chen Zhongyu looked at the brothers who were smashing to the ground and seriously hurting their lives. Their eyes slowly became red and covered with bloodshot eyes.
"Ah, ah!!!!" He suddenly shouted loudly, then violently crossed his hands and palms outwards. Jiao Cheng was a black mark and went straight to the man.
This time, those magical invisible wind blades did not reappear, and the blue lightning with death atmosphere directly fell on the man's body, forming a dazzling light ball.
This kind of success came too suddenly.
Chen Zhongyu relaxed his body, but the tone in his heart had not been spit out, and he was shocked to see the person standing tall and clear and standing still in the same place, looking at him with a slight horror.
"This familiar taste..." said, he closed his throat and took a deep breath: "You used it to hurt me?"
The blood color all faded, and Chen Zhongyu’s face was white. He looked terrified at the unscathed man two meters away, feeling... at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to mention a finger.
But the man did not give him a chance to respond. He slowly opened his eyes. The deep, dark pupil didn’t look at Chen Zhongyu without feeling. He said, "Well, you used it to hurt me. I still remember, it seems... ... very painful."
His voice just fell, and the group was swept away from his palm by a huge thunder that made him like a toy, and rushed straight to Chen Zhongyu’s face. At this time, Chen Zhongyu was afraid that even the dodging would not know, and even... he could not dodge at all.
At this moment, a low sigh whispered softly: "s1."
The lightning suddenly stopped at a distance of only one centimeter from the nose of Chen Zhongyu. The right hand of s1 was still half-lifted in the air, but it opened slightly on the side, and the look calmly opened: "This voice... Yang?"
The crowd unconsciously separated and gave up a passage to expose the last hoisting of the crowd.
His lips still hang with a smile like a smile, and Swen Junxiu's face is supported by a pair of silver glasses, blocking most of the twilight, making people not really cut. He put his hands in his pockets and seemed to walk around in a walk, step by step, stopping about 1 meter from s1.
The smile didn't know how much it was true. He sighed deeply and said, "You still haven't died."
In front of this beautiful beauty is not like a mortal face, this fierce eyebrow, thin white lips, all of which reminds me of the scene that was pressed and protected by this person four months ago. At that time...he seemed to have crossed a very deep wound on his bridge of the nose, deep and white bones.
But at this time...
Appreciate the smile.
Also, with this mutant beast exaggerated to the self-healing ability of terror, as long as the new wound is not often applied, he will recover completely one day sooner or later. It’s just this time, it’s really much faster than he expected.
S1, while holding a pair of simple and beautiful eyes, stared blankly at the praise, and suddenly asked: "Why do you want to help him?"
I don’t understand what the other person means. But the next moment, he immediately understood.
"Chen Zhongzhen did hit you with a lightning cannon when he captured you, but it is me who is suffering you. You don't have to go to other people..."
However, s1 did not seem to hear the praises at all. It was just a dark scorpion and continued to ask: "Why don't you talk? Why do you want to help Yang?"
The body suddenly stiffened, and the heart of the praise suddenly came to understand.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at the mutant hamster who buried his head in his shoulder. He saw that this little thing that was always meaty and swaying was shaking as if he saw something terrible, but in s1 After the words, I had to turn my head and look at each other in horror.
"Oh...hey..."
S1 suddenly realized that the cold eyebrows were slightly stunned: "It’s stupid, you still can’t talk."
The squatting squatting, the movement quickly picked up the little black scorpion, threw it out with the greatest force, and disappeared into the field of vision.
He didn't forget it at all. The word "good stupid" is matched with "death and death."
S1 is so straight and staring at the singer, there is no point to block. The inorganic black sly looked at him quietly, without feelings, as if looking at a dead object.
After a long while, when Chen Zhongyu and other researchers were shaking and not knowing what to say, I saw s1 slightly squatting down the scorpion, narrow and beautiful eyes seriously watching the praise, said: "I will not kill it. ""
The face is cold and cold: "I know."
This answer is obviously beyond the expectations of s1. His pupil was doubled in an instant and then slammed again: "What do you know?"
祁 眸 眸, lips micro-hook: "You will kill me."
