() "edy!"

Wang Hu's chapped lips trembled as he spat out these words. These were the silent words of Brother Xiaosha before he left. It means that patience is good medicine! Wang Hu did not bear any grudge against Brother Xiaosha for not saving his life and occupying the team in that situation.

Edmund, who had the right to speak and was in cahoots with Kuklik, could not tolerate the interference of others.

In the overclocking world, only fools would do this. It is extremely rare for Brother Xiaosha to give this advice. After all, he and Luotuo did not add insult to injury.

Wang Hu struggled for a while and finally stopped, not because of the severe pain, but because it was useless. The pain not only destroyed his body, but also made Wang Hu's brain abnormally clear. Because of the continuous bleeding

The dizziness caused by him temporarily subsided. He could not escape from the execution pillar at all. The curse of the wronged soul attached to those iron nails and chains was too strong.

For the first time in his life, he felt helpless. Wang Hu lowered his head and fell motionless on the execution pillar, his head hanging low on his chest. He seemed to be half dead, with only the twitching muscles from time to time proving that he was still alive.

After a long time, a hoarse voice asked, "Do you regret it?"

The voice sounded as if a lump of sand had been poured into it, making it so dry and hoarse that it sounded extremely uncomfortable.

"I don't regret it..." A weak voice replied, also dry and unpleasant. This was due to dehydration caused by excessive blood loss and a hot and humid environment.

The person who answered was Pistol. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't know that it was his voice. "If I hadn't entered the overclocking world, I would have died!" Pistol's words were full of loneliness and suddenness. This is the only experience he has experienced several times.

Only those who have died for the first time will regard death as not worth mentioning.

Wang Hu lowered his head and continued to ask, "That's not what I'm talking about, I mean..."

Pistol interrupted his words. The two equally weak people barely said a word and gasped heavily. "You mean forming an alliance?" Pistol in the darkness seemed to shake his head. After a long pause, he said,

"No. Never. Just like Summer and I have been friends since the beginning. Not only in the overclocking world, but also in the real world."

"What? How is this possible!" Wang Hu was surprised. There were actually people who became friends in the real world. This is seriously inconsistent with the purpose of all recruited humans to survive. Who can guarantee that the other party will not take advantage of family members in the real world?

Make threats.

As if he had guessed Wang Hu's thoughts, Pistol said in a hoarse voice, "Samo is an orphan. He grew up in a slum near Berlin. His grandfather is a Tunisian immigrant. You should know how segregated people are treated in white society.

.Although his mother gave him a pair of green eyes and golden hair, she still cannot change the fact that he is of Arab descent. His real name is Raphael Filmer. Since his parents died in a traffic accident,

Once a Samo reaches adulthood, it makes a living by picking up garbage."

Pistol took a few breaths and continued, "He never worries about the devaluation of the euro," Pistol chuckled a few times. "Because he advocates the concept of living without money, he bought Kono in Klin near Berlin, and he often rummaged through the trash cans.

Ingredients that people throw away. Taking these ingredients home to provide three meals a day for the whole family. I remember the last time I saw him, he rummaged through the nearest trash can and found cabbage, half a piece of cheese and

Some ham about to go bad'."

Pistol's hoarse voice could no longer hold it in as he said this. Silence struck him again, and the long period of darkness passed extremely slowly.

"Hasn't he thought about using the power of the screeners?" Wang Hu asked doubtfully. Every time the recruited humans returned to the real world, they could not control the killing. Many screeners chose the path of crime and began to act unscrupulously.

Killing. Most people escaped the cleansing of space. But a large number of ordinary people were brutally killed because they witnessed the whole process.

"With just a little bit of ability, robbing a bank can make his whole family rich. No matter how hard it is, he can prevent his family from starving."

The pistol choked up a few times weakly. Like a lone wolf howling in the dark night, "Sammo suffered from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis in the real world, which is also known as ALS. One thing he often said was, 'Why bother treating misery

To bring it to others, 'The person he admires most is the Japanese sumo yokozuna Haku Pengxiang, so he especially hopes to become stronger in the overclocking world, so he specially customized a set of enlarged version of the sumo wrestler's skin."

Wang Hu smiled silently. Japan, a country with a small territory and poor resources, has always had the pursuit and courage to challenge the strong and the order. Sumo wrestlers have trained hard for a long time, and the competition procedures are cumbersome and lengthy, but the real decisive battle is also

Just those few

Minutes, or even seconds. This is like cherry blossoms. They mediocrely accumulate a year of strength every year. They bloom with a bang and wither again. Like a big fire, they bloom from south to north on this island country.

Swept away and disappeared into the Pacific Ocean.

"What about you?" Wang Hu asked tentatively. At this time, he suddenly asked this question.

Pistol didn't answer, and they were once again greeted by a long silence.

There was a sound of wings flapping each other, making Wang Hu raise his head. A pair of blood-red lanterns suddenly lit up at the end of the darkness. The screener's super eyesight quickly collected specific images in the dim light, a wing

The bat, which was nearly two meters tall, stretched out its sharp mouth like a steel needle and stabbed Wang Hu in the head!

It is not surprising that such a terrifying blood-sucking animal evolved under the wet darkness. The cold steel needle of the bat kept pecking at Wang Hu's cheek. He closed his eyes subconsciously, shook his head violently, and pushed the wooden torturer

The work of bangbang

The sound. This strange sound woke up the pistol, "What are you..." As he spoke, there was another sound of flapping wings, and another bat flew over. The vision of the firearms ADC far exceeded other screeners, and the pistol immediately became uneasy.

Twisting on the torture stake.

Wang Hu roared, his hoarse voice containing anger and painful despair. The bats were startled, circled a few times and fluttered their wings and flew away. They did not move away but hung on the sculpture not far away.

Half of the sculpture's body was melted by the magma, and it raised its weapon crookedly and roared toward the sky.

Blood flowed across his forehead and down Wang Hu's cheek. The bat's attack scratched the skin on the top of his head. Wang Hu licked the corners of his mouth, and the salty blood spread on the tip of his tongue, which made his dry tongue feel better.

His extreme dehydration even caused symptoms of tinnitus and visual hallucinations in front of his eyes. It seemed as if a blood-red sun rose from the darkness, just like the sunset on the Qinghai grassland. Just like a sun soaked in a sea of ​​blood.

The fireball ignited wildfires all over the horizon. Yaqutan Village in the distance was floating in the wildfire, and the sky above was as red as a chao.

Wang Hu's bloodshot eyes stared intently at his hometown, where the small village was sinking in the sea of ​​blood.

The group of vampires in the darkness whispered to each other for a while, and then emitted a sharp whistle-like whistle. More sounds of flapping wings came from Wang Hu's dull ears. When he raised his head, the black flames in his pupils were endless and bright.

His eyes scanned the bats hovering above his head.

This group of creatures that have been modified by the environment may not have seen humans, but this does not stop their bloodthirsty instinct. After testing, they found that these strange "things" could only make some meaningless roars. This was even more exciting.

This brings out their greedy nature.

Seemingly unable to scare him away, Wang Hu smiled bitterly and touched the wound on his head. He pressed the back of his head against the execution pillar as much as possible. Then he waited patiently for something terrible to happen. A bat's wings swiftly swept across his face, and then

The moment Wang Hu turned his head, the mouthparts as sharp as steel needles opened a bloody gash on his face.

Wang Hu didn't wait for the bat to fly by, then he thrust out his neck and bit the bat's head with two rows of rough teeth like a wolf on the prairie.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the bat's head was directly crushed by Wang Hu's strong upper and lower jaws. The smelly and vomiting blood was immediately sucked into Wang Hu's mouth. He kept sucking the blood in the bat's body, and there was a voice in his heart.

Screaming, 'Eat it! Eat it! Eat it and you'll live!'

The taste buds on the tip of the tongue could clearly feel the short fluff on the bat's body, and the bat immediately started struggling crazily. They had always sucked blood and never imagined that they would become prey. The sharp claws on their wings scratched the bat's body.

Tiger's cheek, this nervous spasm stopped in just a few seconds.

Wang Hu spit out the shriveled body of the bat from his mouth, and the fishy smell in his mouth and nose stimulated him to wake up again!

"Come on! You bastard, come and suck my blood..."

"Mad, come quickly, I can't wait any longer..."

He roared crazily, and his unyielding will burst out at this moment. His hysterical roar scared the other bats and flew everywhere. After seeing what happened to their companions, they were like devils in the dark and flew to the sculpture again.

The bloodthirsty impulse repeatedly hit Wang Hu's numb brain, and life roared and surged in his blood vessels. Wang Hu had squeezed out the last bit of potential in his body, laughing wildly in the face of death. The vampires in the darkness were cold

Staring at him coldly, the large and small blood lanterns kept blinking, waiting for the prey to use up its last bit of strength.

Pistol suddenly began to admire this guy. His unyielding will in any desperate situation is like a burning flame. You can extinguish it, but you can't stop it from burning. He roared involuntarily, as if this was the only way.

Release the fear of death in your heart.

Only in this way can the pistol feel that it is still alive. Even though life is so difficult, like the flickering flame of a candle in the wind, it may be extinguished at any time, but it is still burning.

Wang Hu laughed heartily and sang a Qinghai folk song that is still popular. His hoarse voice made the folk song a mess.

"Oh my God!"

I don’t know if Wang Hu fell into a hallucination or something, but he suddenly stopped singing. It seemed that someone was talking just now? Wang Hu’s ears moved slightly.

"Pistol, was it you who was talking just now?"
Chapter completed!