Lord of War

Chapter 353 Celebration 4

Alise elegantly walked south along the only street in the town from the north entrance of the town, surrounded by a sharp cone condensed by ice elements. There are hundreds of these sharp cones, and every time one is shot, there will be a new member to complete the number of ice cones.

From the moment Alice stepped into the town, the massacre began. When the first ice cone plunged into a shantytown lying on the chest of a sleeping man, the panic spread rapidly. The residents of the town, whether they are old or children, or men or women, can't escape the lock of Alice's breath, and once it is locked, the ice cone will drag the blue light to draw a beautiful trajectory in the air. Finally, no matter whether the target is to run or lie down or lie down, the ice cone will hit the chest correctly. Then the ice element inside will release a lot of cold air and freeze the target into ice sculptures.

When Alice reached the end of the street, there were no moving objects, and hundreds of ice sculptures stood behind her. They are like works of art under the master, and each ice sculpture perfectly interprets the expression of human beings in the face of despair.

Are they all dead?

Alice suddenly looked at a gas station next to the street. The convenience store in the gas station was quiet, but Alice felt a faint biological atmosphere inside. The breath was not obvious, and it appeared from time to time. If she still took action with an ice cone, Alice was not 100% sure of hitting it.

So she walked to the convenience store.

"Why hide? Death is already a kind of kindness in my hands. At least I will make your death process short, and the pain will only end in an instant. And if my other companions take action, you will know what real hell is. Alice's voice was very soft, like the wind muttering.

But her words got into the convenience store, floated through the room, and finally into old Pete's ear. For the old man, this is undoubtedly the whisper of the devil.

Old Peter lit a cigarette for himself with his trembling hand, and then put it on his mouth and smoked a few times. The spicy smoke circled in his lungs, making old Peter feel severe lung pain, but he lifted his spirits.

He found a chair and put it in the direction of the bedroom door. Old Peter bit the cigarette and sat on the delivery chair with a gun. He flattened the door, pressed his finger on the trigger, and decided that no matter what came in from outside the door, he would be rewarded with a shot.

Following, old Peter heard footsteps.

The footsteps are very small, but crisp, like the sound of a woman's high heels hitting the ground.

When the sound came to the door of the bedroom, it suddenly disappeared, and then the door was opened, and a slender figure appeared outside the door. Old Peter almost pressed down the board machine at the moment he saw this figure, * exploded a bright flame, and the bullet had been fired in the direction of the door. Old Pi roared and fired repeatedly, as if he wanted to pour out his fears with the bullets.

But suddenly he had a meal all over his body, and old Peter only felt that his chest was cold. He lowered his head and saw a sharp ice cone deeply through his coat, pierced the mutant tissue, and finally sank into his chest.

The ice cone suddenly melted, but released the cold air of minus 20 degrees. In a moment, it stopped old Peter's inactive life function and made him the last ice sculpture in the town.

Before consciousness disappeared, old Peter desperately saw the bullet he fired hover in front of a woman. She exuded cold air all over her body, and the surface of the bullet was frozen, which could not hurt her at all.

For good, Kim has left. This is old Peter's last thought.

Alice walked to the old man's body and tore open the frozen and cracked coat, revealing the icy mutant tissue on old Peter's body. Alice realized something and said, "So that's it."

Because of the lack of drug protection measures in the wilderness, it is easy for ordinary people to grow mutant tissues. This layer of muscle tissue greedily absorbs the nutrition and vitality of the host like a parasite, but at the same time, the existence of such tissue allows ordinary people to move on the radiant surface, at the cost of a one-third or even nearly half of the life expectancy of human beings in the old times.

But in the new era, it is not mutant organizations that are fatal, but poor resources. Human beings can evolve to adapt to the difficult environment. Although the evolutionary process needs to pay a price, they can finally survive. And life is wonderful, because of the shortening of life, the cycle of relative breeding offspring is also relatively reduced to achieve the purpose of continuing offspring. But resources cannot be regenerated in a short period of time, so even if the body adapts to the environment is evolved, countless human beings still die every day due to the lack of resources.

Alice and so on can't feel the exact breath of old Peter, because the mutant tissue has occupied 80% of the body area of the old man's whole body, and the old man's vitality is almost left, so Alice will not feel it.

After killing the last person in the town, it took a while for Alice to walk out of the convenience store. She looked at the oil tank in the gas station, thought about it, and waved her hands. Blue light belts cut out on the ground, drawing countless ravines on the surface of the street. After all this, Alice threw an ice cone at the oil tank, and the ice cone opened a gap in the oil tank, so the inferior gasoline flowed out of the gap and extended along the gully on the ground to other corners of the town.

However, there is not much gasoline left, and it is depleted through less than one-third of the ground gully. But that's enough for Alice. She turned out of town and threw a high-energy* set to delay the explosion by 5 seconds into the gas station.

When Alice walked out of the town, * exploded and the fire wave rose to the sky, leaving the whole town in a sea of fire.

Somewhere in the wilderness, Jin, who had already traveled far away, suddenly beat his heart. The motorcycle suddenly slipped and stopped. Jin took off his helmet and looked in the direction of the town. In that direction, he felt a strong uneasiness.

Jin gritted his teeth, turned around and twisted his horsepower in the direction of the town. So an hour later, he returned to the town, and then saw the ruins still remnants of flames.

The motorcycle was pushed to the ground by Kim, and Kim rushed into the town. The gas station has turned into ruins, the explosion has lifted the convenience store into the sky, and the place once familiar has turned into a pile of gravel. King stood on the stone pile and shouted at Old Peter's words. However, no one answered.

Jin shouted and stretched out his palm towards the ruins. He first opened his five fingers, and finally clenched it into a fist. Suddenly, all the stones in Jin's sight burst into powder. The impact of the explosion extinguished the nearby flames. Only metals and other organic matter remained in their original state outside the influence of gold capacity, but were mostly distorted by shock waves.

In this piece of sand powder, Kim finally saw Old Peter. But strictly speaking, Kim only found Peter's body.

Jin picked up the old man's body and cried bitterly. For him, in addition to his mother, this town is old Peter and his closest. But this grandfather-like man has died. What Kim can't accept is that old Peter did not die naturally, but was killed.

Other people in the town are also doing, this is a massacre.

When crying, Kim suddenly touched something behind Old Peter. He put old Peter on the ground and turned it over again. But I saw that the clothes on Peter's back had been torn off, and the back full of mutant tissue was engraved with such words: Do you like my gift?

Below is a signature.

Zero!

Suddenly, Jin stopped crying and became extremely calm. It's just that the clenched fist clenched.