Chapter 8 Spider's Minion

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The sound of countless legs scratching on the ground came from all directions and surrounded the room. There is no moon outside. It's so dark that I don't know what it is outside. In this case, Joe can only keep his teammates on guard, but he must not rush out. After all, if you have a house, you can still find a cover and fight with groups of enemies in the wild? Tell others that you are ready to be annihilated?

In this quiet, interactive "Sisuo" environment, a very strange and goose bumpy laughter sounded.

"Hee hee - hee hee - hee hee..."

In the laughter, a huge shadow gradually approached the window. With a faint reflection, several pairs of eyes on the glass flashed with a cold light and looked into the room with bad intentions.

"Ah! Go to hell!" Under the mental pressure of this giant beast, a mercenary who has just been in the fourth level can't stand it first. He roared, picked up his submachine gun and shot it out of the window.

"Dad Da Da Da Da..." " Stop it!" Pa-la-la-la!"

The sound of the machine gun's firing covered Joe's drinking order and broke the glass in front of them into fragments in the fire. But at this moment, a long tentacle stretched out of the broken window and rushed straight to the fire. Before the tentacle touched the shooting mercenary, a young man with bandages on his hands but without a gun suddenly rushed out from the side.

"Ha!" The young man shouted and punched directly on the stretched tentacles. The tentacles should have been soft but not strong, but the place hit by the young man's steel fist actually paused for a moment and then "bang!" It was blown into pieces.

"Squeak--" The monster outside screamed in pain and withdrew its tentacles. The mercenary who picked up a life took a breath and looked gratefully at the young man with bandages on his fists.

"Yan Da, thank you."

"Shh--" The young man who tied his fists gathered his fists in front of his mouth and made a gesture that meant to stop. Then, he looked around warily and turned his head to look at Joe.

"Brother Jindi, the building is too brittle."

Although the words are very short, Joe has not cooperated with the young man with a bandage on his fist not once or twice. Almost the next second he speaks, he understands what he means - the building is too fragile to stop the biological attack outside, and they need to find a stronger bunker bunker. But this is the countryside. Where can I find a strong bunker?

"Well, I'm in the lead. Let's go to the supply and demand agency we passed by. The wall there is strong. Chengkong, after you break, the rest will rush with me!"

Joe quickly recalled the environment he had just passed by. It seems that only the houses of the Supply and Demand Society are all cemented. I hope it can be used...

He ran to the door with more than a dozen of his men and was about to open the door, but the door had been knocked open from the outside. The open door fell directly from the door frame and hit the floor. With the faint starlight, the giant of the uninvited guest was exposed in front of everyone.

A huge, green fluffy spider!

The mercenary behind him subconsciously raised his gun to shoot, but Joe directly swept up and said, "Ha!" A punch hit the spider's huge jaw that rushed into the house.

"Beware of bullets!" "Oh!" With Joe's roar, he punched the spider's head into the ground. Then, he pressed the head of the giant spider with one hand, and the other hand leaned into one of the spider's eyes in the shape of an eagle's claw.

The thick green ** splashed out and splashed on the wall and Joe's body, but it did not leave a trace of filth on his hands. Fortunately, there is no toxin in the eyes of these spiders. Maybe it's somewhere else.

But the same feeling from his fingertips prompted Joe's spiders to be very toxic. His face darkened and he directly kicked the spider's strongest mouthpart.

"Wo--" The giant spider flew out of the door like a cannonball, and fell into the small pond at the door with a "poop".

"They are poisonous, protect yourself, go!"

After Joe roared, he threw something at the door and rushed out first.

After a crisp sound, the little thing left outside suddenly burst into a strong light like the sun, instantly blinding the eyes of the enemy outside. The mercenaries who had been prepared for a long time took this opportunity to rush towards the supply and demand community at the entrance of the village.

Soon, the spiders' blind eyes returned to normal, and they rushed to the group angrily.

However, the young man with a bandage on his hand blocked their way. He put on a classic boxing posture and looked at the giant spiders facing up two meters in front of him with a disdain.

"This road is impassable." He said in a low voice.

The impatient spider surrounded him. I'm going to eat him first. The young man made an electric move and punched the spider closest to him in the stomach with a shadow.

After a muffled sound, the place where the punch was punched instantly exploded into a big blood hole. The spider was all over and lay on the ground and stopped moving.

Then, the spider around it actually gave up attacking human beings, but turned around and began to eat its own kind. Another group of spiders behind them bypassed them and continued to rush over.

"Is it to this extent? Not enough!" The corners of the young man's mouth slightly raised. He took a deep breath and rushed into the spider pack like a tiger going down the mountain.

Perhaps he understood the phrase "attack is the best defense" too extreme. There is no concept of defense in his moves, only continuous attack. Whether it is the long legs of spiders or their teeth, young people will punch them with a hard blow.

All the parts attacked by him will burst like a detoner inserted. This should be a magical power technique, which transmits the vibration to the depths of the body to achieve the effect of ignoring defense.

This attack method is so effective at this time that young people are just waving their fists at will, but they can beat the spiders to death or injury. And those spiders that have lost their combat effectiveness are instantly swallowed up by their companions...

But the area he can defend alone is too small. Many spiders bypassed him and continued to pounce on the group.

"Go in quickly, set up the firepower, and I'll block them!"

Joe jumped directly over the mercenary's head and stood in front of the chasing spider. Compared with the bandage man's sharp and aggressive boxing, Joe's attack methods are diverse and are no longer limited by specifications. His attack has only the purpose, which is to kill...

Daggers, buttstocks, fists, soles, and even these spiders' own bodies, as long as they can be used, are all his weapons. He is just killing without thinking about what he needs to kill. At this point, it is impossible to tell which of the two of them is smarter.

But the existence of the two of them has successfully created time for those mediocre meral mercenaries to build defenses. Those people sent a "ready" signal a minute after rushing into the supply and demand agency.

"It's empty, withdraw!" Joe shouted at the bandage man who was killing in the swarm of spiders.

"Hmm." The bandage man answered, and suddenly it seemed that he had eaten the carat, and the speed was nearly twice as fast as before. For a moment, the spiders around him exploded more than one blood hole. The spiders in that circle suddenly lay on the ground, attracting more spiders to jump on it, slowing down the spiders' offensive.

"Big and stupid, sandbag." The bandage man licked his lips, jumped back and jumped out of the spider's encirclement and fell next to Joe, saying.

"If such a creature appears on the battlefield, it will be qualified cannon fodder." Joe smiled gistly, pulled out a small fiberglass test tube from his waist and fell to the ground. The light yellow ** rippled inside splashed with the rupture of the test tube.

A violent chemical reaction occurred when it came into contact with the air. The high temperature generated ignited the spiders' bodies and made the flames dance on their bodies.

After throwing the test tube, Joe turned around and walked to the supply and marketing agency. The bandage man took a look at the huge figures struggling in the flames, with a trace of disappointment.

"Hee hee - hee - "Ah -"

Just as Joe and the bandage man were about to order the mercenaries to shoot and clean up the spiders at the door, the strange laughter came again. Then there was the scream of a mercenary.

A mercenary who was originally on guard near the window on the second floor screamed, was pierced by a dark shadow lurking nearby in the night and pulled out of the window. He was strung to the creature's long claws and made a miserable cry.

"Old Lu!" The roar of the mercenary's partner came from the window. Another mercenary jumped to the edge of the window and pulled the trigger crazily towards the shadow.

"Hee hee-hee hee-" The dark shadow made a harsh laugh while jumping between the houses with the remaining legs. The bullet stirred up countless flying dust around it, but none of them hit its body.

The scream of the mercenary who was strung up has gradually decreased, and he began to cough violently. I guess the blood rushed into his lungs...

But just when several people thought that he was going to lose too much blood and die, the shadow seemed to be tired of this game of dodging bullets, and "banging" fell in front of the door of the supply and demand community.

Joe held a flash bullet in his hand and crushed it. The strong light was concentrated in the direction of the monster, allowing them to see the monster's appearance clearly.

The black and white appearance, the extremely long limbs of more than two meters, and the body that is less than one meter, which is very small compared to the legs. And it grows on the body...

A twisted and broken face that can't be seen at all.

"Hee hee--"

The laughter came from the mouth of the human face.

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When I go home, this time is not my own... I guess I will be busier during the Spring Festival, and I may owe more. I really envy the author who has saved the manuscript...

I failed the course, and the pressure is great...