Chapter 23 Blood Bat Lair
Zi, Didi--
Chen Qinghe tweed out the sleeves soaked by the rain, and then shook his hand.
This sudden rain perfectly limited the interference of the dead body. Although it was uncomfortable to get wet, it avoided the interference of the body all the way. I have to say that this is a survival.
Huang Zicheng, the Indian cleans up the water stains on their faces.
The clothes are wet, and there is a trace of water vapor visible to the naked eye under the action of body temperature.
"Is there anyone inside?"
Chen Qinghe turned around and looked at the window of the dessert station.
Through the dusty glass window, the marble workbench is blocked by the ice cream machine, and you can see a lot of debris in the back. Even the front door next to it is blocked by all kinds of debris, and you can't see the internal situation at all.
Human traces are very obvious!
It is difficult to enter without violence.
"Your Excellency, what should we do when we come down?"
Singh's breathing gradually calmed down and asked.
Before the action, with the help of Wan Cai and A Hang, they got a lot of tools such as telescopes, ropes, etc., and even found several electric drill bits for Huang Zicheng.Of course, now under the processing and transformation of Huang Zicheng's ability, the electric drill bit has been made into a five-foot metal black stick reinforced on the base of low-alloy structural steel.
"The people of the Jinhua Gang leave at eight o'clock."
"It will take at least an hour for them to get here. We have more time. Now let's go inside and have a rest and see if we can use it as a sentry." Chen Qinghe glanced at the watch, slightly sinking, and replied.
The departure time of the Jinhua Gang, and even the important news that the Vietnamese joined, have been understood to a certain extent from an evolutionist through the connections of Wancai.
"Hmm."
Singh nodded slightly.
Twenty minutes by bus ride, it took them more than half an hour to reach Wenping West Road, and even sneaked into the periphery of the International Convention and Exhibition Center to observe the situation with telescopes.
After witnessing the situation of the Convention and Exhibition Center, it subverted the Indians' dangerous prediction of this trip. Although they had not been exposed to the "ghost" in the legend, they found that the Convention and Exhibition Center had become a nest, a big nest used by blood bats to breed offspring!
"Let's go first and talk about it."
"Even if those bastards arrive, they still have to say whether they have the courage to enter or not--" Chen Qinghe sneered disdainly and came to the front door and pulled the doorknob. Sure enough, the door had been locked.
A blood bat may be easy!
But in the face of a nest of blood bats, if they don't have strong enough ability and have an absolute understanding of their habits, it is a dream to remove them in a short time without paying a price.
It's just that he really didn't expect...
Originally, I tried to find the traces of the Vietnamese, but it was so easy to get it by coincidence.
"Zicheng, you do it."
Chen Qinghe put his hand down from the doorknob, stepped back half a step, and looked at Huang Zicheng.
"Hmm."
Huang Zicheng carried a metal black stick on his back and nodded indifferently.
He pressed his hand on the door frame, and suddenly the dark energy in his body was slightly ampled, gushing out of the body under the control of his will.
Bang, the door lock opened.
Then, the pile of tables, chairs, cash registers and other obstacles behind the main door, and the metal surface became soft like melted caramel. Suddenly scolded, miso miso miso - a series of noises suddenly rose one after another, like human-handed spikes, pushing the surrounding obstacles to slowly expand out, looking like a disintegrated hill.
Huang Zicheng looked focused and didn't say a word.
Unlike the rage metal on a large scale, the ability of coarse ore to cast at will. At this time, this kind of detailed operation is more difficult, but it also enhances his control over the ability in disguise.
Chen Qinghe, Singh didn't say anything. Wait quietly.
Piles of debris are moving little by little. Any debris squeezed to the edge by the metal hand will produce another slender metal hand to support the ground and let it fall slowly.
Huang Zicheng's forehead sweated, and his rising body temperature steamed out more water vapor.
"This trip back..."
Looking at this devoted face, Chen Qinghe said in his heart, "Maybe it's time to teach him the secret of gold."
Although Huang Zicheng once said that he would sell him to himself.
But how can Chen Qinghe trust others so easily? Without testing and observation, it is impossible for him to easily teach others the biggest secret of the golden secret.
At this time, deal with the gap of the obstacle.
In the cash register on the first floor of the Maidang Building, Tieling was attracted by the movement from the main entrance and poked out his head.
"What kind of sound is this?"
Tieling narrowed his eyes, but it was difficult to see clearly in a dark environment.
Under this unusual sound, his left and right hands couldn't help clenching the straight kitchen knife and a self-modified metal knife stick.
The chair is moving!
After staring several times, Tieling finally saw the situation in front of the main door. When he saw the slender metal hands, he was shocked and said, "What is this?"
No, it's not right!
Is there an evolutionist among those three people!?
Guessing to himself, Tieling's heart turned upside down, which reminded him of a period of five days ago.
It was a dark midnight. He and his wife were resting among the employees on the second floor, but suddenly there was a loud sound in the street outside the window, and the whole street was full of the roar of monsters. In the child's panic crying, he had the courage to come to the window to find out.
But I witnessed the picture of immortality. The only standing figure in the street, just like using superpowers, is not similar to the metal ability in front of us at this time, but summoning an unknown creature like a ghost... no, like a demon.
In the face, the black on the ground is like the dead bodies rolling in the ink tide, and the blood bats hovering in the air. Alien creatures waved unknown weapons and killed the approaching monsters.
That day, the monster's blood polluted the whole street, and the dead bones were piled up like mountains, but he also knew the existence of the evolutionist from the bastard who tried to rape his wife.
Tieling was stunned, and the debris has been almost completely removed.
In the dim front hall, a bright light enters through the crack of the door, reflecting the thick dust on the floor.
Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong.
Tieling's heart unconsciously accelerated, and the invasion of strange survivors made despair spread quickly in the heart.
He is just an ordinary post-80s generation. Now he lives in a collapsed world that is not as good as shit. The only meaning of survival is his wife and children. As for his parents--
He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't even want to recall it.
Occasionally, he dreamed of his parents with white hair. His face was rotten, and his dark eyes were full of blood. He struggled to move their bodies that had been hollowed out and waved closer to him.
This bloody nightmare is like a ghost, which penetrates deeply into his heart. Whenever he thinks of it, he only deceives his wife with a clumsy excuse and hides in a corner and burst into tears.
Finally, the obstacle was completely clear.
Chen Qinghe and the other three of them resisted the mountain bike and entered the McDonald's lobby.
"..."
Tieling behind the cashier, hold your breath.
He quietly poked out his head to observe that a blood-stained cash register just covered his head, and he was confident that the other party could not detect it.
My wife was almost raped!
He has a deep grudge against any survivor, especially those who break into his territory, and he is even more absolutely hostile.
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