You can read it from Gu Chengxiang’s tangled expression and complicated eyes.

Gu Chengxiang definitely doesn't want Qiao Xuemiao's mutated heart to have a blood crystal core.

Otherwise, it will be necessary to prove that Jingshan’s doomsday post is true.

Who would want to see the whole world perish except a madman?

Lu Shuai doesn’t want this to happen either.

He scratched his hair and said with a hint of helplessness: "I didn't know I had to blow out its heart, so I blew out its head. Aren't all the zombies in the movie killed by headshots?"

Gu Chengxiang glanced at Lu Shuai's right fist wrapped in a towel, held his breath in surprise and asked: "Did you blow its head off with your fist? Are you so strong that it is so terrifying?"

"It wasn't my fist, I hit it with my bedside table."

Lu Shuai did not want to describe the bloody and brutal killing process to Gu Chengxiang, so as not to irritate Gu Chengxiang.

But I heard Gu Chengxiang say "it's so scary".

Lu Shuai guessed that Gu Chengxiang must have read online novels frequently.

"Oh."

Gu Chengxiang nodded thoughtfully.

Recalling the clanging sound in Lu Shuai's house before, it was like a heavy hammer hitting the ground.

She probably guessed what happened in Lu Shuai's room.

Lu Shuai's face turned serious and he said: "According to what Jingshan said in this doomsday post, if the bloody corpse is not dead after its head is blown, then Xuemiao may not be dead yet. I have to go over and blow out its heart to see inside.

Is there a crystal nucleus?"

"Well, uncle, please take the axe, it's safer."

Gu Chengxiang responded positively, helped Lu Shuai carry the battle ax over, and raised his hands to hand it to Lu Shuai with great difficulty.

Lu Shuai took the battle ax and placed it next to the floor-to-ceiling window: "I won't bring the ax anymore. Your best friend has a special power. It can destroy all weapons that attack it."

"Ah?"

Gu Chengxiang was stunned when he heard this.

"It's true."

Lu Shuai nodded firmly.

Then he briefly told Gu Chengxiang his experience of hitting Qiao Xuemiao with the toilet in the bathroom.

Finished.

Lu Shuai concluded by telling Gu Chengxiang: "Xue Miao's eyeballs are pure black, and they should be the supernatural blood corpses written in Jingshan's doomsday post."

They say you have big breasts and no brains.

Gu Chengxiang is quite smart.

Think for a moment.

Gu Chengxiang questioned Lu Shuai: "You said it can destroy all the weapons that attack it. Then how did you smash its head with the bedside table? Didn't it destroy the bedside table as well?"

"It was knocked unconscious by me at that time."

Lu Shuai gestured to his right fist wrapped in a towel and said: "After I knock it out, it can no longer use its powers."

Based on the idea of ​​​​playing games, Gu Chengxiang analyzed: "Then its power should be active, not passive."

"Hmm."

Lu Shuai nodded in agreement.

"Then if you take an ax and break its heart, it shouldn't be destroyed. Its head has been exploded, so it shouldn't be able to use its powers."

Gu Chengxiang’s analysis is reasonable.

Lu Shuai held up his beloved battle ax, thought for a while, and said, "I'd better not bring it anymore. It would be a pity if it was lost. We should have no weapons to defend ourselves."

Lu Shuai pointed out: "Jingshan's post said that the core life of these blood corpses is mutated hearts and mutated blood vessels. If its mutated blood vessels wake up and sense danger coming, it is still possible to attack them.

Weapons become useless."

Gu Chengxiang thought about it and felt that what Lu Shuai said was reasonable, so she did not refute it.

"Then what are you going to use to open its sternum and heart? Your hands?"

Gu Chengxiang asked this cruel question very simply.

Just imagine using your own hands to break open the chest of a bloody corpse covered with rotting blood vessels. Lu Shuai feels angry and has a toothache.

So I asked Gu Chengxiang: "Do you have any spoons or Western-style ironware like knives and forks in your house?"

"I don't really have a spoon, knife or fork, but I have a pair of big scissors that I can use!"

Gu Chengxiang drew the shape of scissors with her hands.

"How big are the scissors? They're not the kind used to cut nails, are they?"

Lu Shuai thought it would be fine if he just needed nail clippers.

"It's not nail scissors, it's tailor's scissors!"

Before Lu Shuai could ask again, Gu Chengxiang turned over and rolled to the head of the bed.

He took out a pair of nearly thirty centimeters long black steel tailor's scissors with an inclined handle from under the pillow.

Lu Shuai was stunned and blurted out: "Why do you bring such big scissors with you when you travel? Can these things pass the security inspection? These should be considered controlled knives!"

"I bought this from the boat too."

After a pause, Gu Chengxiang said sadly: "Actually, Xuemiao bought it."

"Why did she buy it? She has a hobby of being a tailor?"

Lu Shuai took the tailor's scissors from Gu Chengxiang's hand and tried it a few times. It was quite sharp. It is definitely a sharp tool for cutting clothes and flesh.

"We weren't pestered by Liu Mazi and his gang before. Liu Mazi and his gang said they wanted to take revenge on us. In order to defend herself, Xuemiao bought these tailor's scissors..."

Gu Chengxiang felt very sad when she mentioned the past. She choked up and said, "I didn't expect that these scissors would be used on Xuemiao herself..."

"Alas!"

Lu Shuai sighed helplessly and comforted Gu Chengxiang: "Don't be sad, just accept your condolences and accept the change. If the world is really like what is described in Jingshan's doomsday post, the virus will continue to escalate and the sky will continue to change color. Then

It would be a blessing for Xuemiao and the others to be relieved as soon as possible."

Lu Shuai took himself as an example: "Anyway, if it were me, if I fell asleep, I wouldn't know anything, and I wouldn't have to endure the suffering in the future. That would definitely be a happy ending to my life."
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"I hope so."

What Gu Chengxiang said "I hope so" was that he hoped that Qiao Xuemiao left unknowingly in her sleep and did not suffer any pain.

Contain the sad mood and imagine the mutated Qiao Xuemiao as a monster in the game.

Gu Chengxiang regained his rationality and two-dimensional cold-bloodedness: "Uncle, just use these scissors to cut open its heart. I hope there are no mutated crystal nuclei in its heart."

"Okay, I'll go take a look."

Lu Shuai doesn’t waste any time.

Pick up the water glass and drink all the water in the glass.

Wiped his mouth with the towel wrapped in his right hand.

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Get up and go to the gap between the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Tie the sheet rope around your waist in a very safety-conscious manner.

Bring your large tailoring scissors and prepare to climb to the next door.

"Uncle, you must be careful!"

Gu Chengxiang reminded Lu Shuai with concern.

"Don't worry, I'm lucky. I'll be fine."

Lu Shuai turned around and gave Gu Chengxiang a confident smile.

After saying that, he climbed out of the window.

Holding on to the guardrail outside, I returned to my room.

The house is still in a messy state.

"Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang..."

The group of corpses at the door are still hitting the door like a perpetual motion machine.

But it may be that there is no response from the people inside, and no movement can be heard inside.

The bloody zombies who hit the door felt boring, and the trend of knocking on the door became slower and slower.

I guess if I keep banging for a while, I still can’t open the door, or I don’t get a response.

It's time for them to disperse and look for fresh flesh and blood elsewhere.

Lu Shuai quietly untied the bed sheet rope wrapped around his waist.

He is holding tailor's scissors in his left hand and holding a towel in his right hand.

With a stern expression, he came to Qiao Xuemiao's body, whose upper body was covered by an air-conditioned blanket.

The thick black blood stains on the ground have almost solidified.

The originally dark brown air-conditioning blanket, which had a certain degree of adsorption, was now filled with black blood, as if it had been soaked in petroleum.

It turned into a greasy black blanket exuding an extremely foul odor.

Qiao Xuemiao's head, covered by a blanket, still showed a flat slope.

Judging from the shape, Qiao Xuemiao's head that was smashed into meat must not have recovered.

But the mutated blood vessels on its body are squirming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It’s densely packed and very rough.

Compared with when it fainted before, its vitality has increased several times.

Lu Shuai lightly kicked Qiao Xuemiao's left forearm hanging by her side.

Qiao Xuemiao's limbs didn't have any movement feedback, and the peristalsis of blood vessels in her body didn't accelerate.

It seems that Qiao Xuemiao is still in a state of fainting, and there is no threat.

Lu Shuai inserted the tailor's cut head into the air-conditioning blanket on the ground and pulled it up.

Qiao Xuemiao's left chest, which was covered with mutated blood vessels, was completely exposed.

The two masses of snow-white fertile soil that were originally proud of Qiao Xuemiao's chest were drained of nutrients by mutated blood vessels, and became shriveled and wrinkled, with no sense of beauty at all.

When Lu Shuai was in the entertainment industry, he underwent forensic examination.

In order to film the forensic autopsy scenes, he watched many realistic movies with anatomy scenes.

I also relied on connections to find some real autopsy videos to watch, just to learn the coroner’s professional techniques.

Lu Shuai is no stranger to opening the chest of corpses.

But now we have to open the chest of a monster with mutated blood vessels crawling all over its body.

Lu Shuai still felt disgusted.

Squatting next to Qiao Xuemiao, I felt the stench wafting through my nose.

Lu Shuai was so hooked that a lot of saliva came out of his mouth.

Lu Shuai felt that the trend was wrong and seemed to be vomiting again.

Quickly stood up and came to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Facing the empty window, I took a few big breaths of the relatively fresh sea air.

Only then did I suppress the turbulent feeling in my stomach.

Looking at the red sun on the horizon.

Lu Shuai's expression became extremely serious.

He was actually quite nervous at this time.

It's like a lottery draw.

He really didn't want to dig out anything from Qiao Xuemiao's mutated heart.

Otherwise, the world will really be in big trouble!

Take a deep breath.

Let yourself become more hard-hearted.

As if entering a play, Lu Shuai's eyes gradually turned cold.

The blood-red sky reflected a reddish sheen on his bronze skin.

The elongated shadow behind him was reflected in deep red.

If the picture is frozen at this moment.

Lu Shuai looked like a man who had just emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

There is a smell of blood all over my body.

Cold and sassy.

Adjust your mentality.

Lu Shuai returned to the house carrying the big scissors.

When approaching the bloody black carpet.

The stench hits the shop again.

Lu Shuai couldn't stand the stench, so he covered his nose with the towel in his right hand.

Suddenly it occurred to me that there seemed to be a mask in the mezzanine of his suitcase?

Lu Shuai immediately came to the suitcase, took out a light blue medical mask and put it on.

My nose feels better now.

The mask is a prop that allows Lu Shuai to regain the feeling he had when he played the coroner.

It's like filming a movie.

Lu Shuai quickly put himself into the "state".

No distractions.

Stop thinking about those messy things.

Squat next to Qiao Xuemiao's body.

With focused eyes, I aimed the tip of the scissors at the location where the chest was to be opened.

Because I am not left-handed.

It’s a bit awkward to hold the scissors in your left hand.

Not easy to cut.

Lu Shuai simply took off the towel wrapping his right hand.

Be prepared to use your right hand to cut.

At this time, a scene that surprised Lu Shuai appeared:

The cracks on the fist of his right hand were all healed!

There are no traces of the spread of purple poison in the flesh scars.
Chapter completed!