Three corpses with their heads penetrated lay on the car seat and on the floor, with blood pouring out.
The fully enclosed carriage was soon filled with the smell of blood.
What shocked all the passengers even more was the change in the man in the black trench coat.
Whether it's the reverse-jointed limbs, the twisted head, or the insect's compound eyes flashing with a strange red light, the man doesn't look like a human being...
"Ah-monster!"
"The monster kills someone!"
As a few ordinary passengers came to their senses and screamed, the silent carriage suddenly became noisy.
As for the man with compound eyes, who seemed to be hanging upside down from the ceiling of the carriage like a big spider, the skin on his back spine suddenly bulged.
Boo hoo hoo…
Three bone spurs with light green mucus broke through the flesh and skin and shot out like rifle bullets.
The target is still Xiao Zhan.
"Damn! It's an insect mutant from the Crimson Demon Cult."
A middle-aged man with a full beard suddenly woke up and shouted in panic.
Insect mutant?
Wei Heng suddenly broke the metal table in front of his seat and used it as a shield to attack the incoming bone spurs.
At the same time, he smashed the lid of the salute rack above his head with one punch, and pulled out the off-hand sword of the wind and thunder swords with his backhand.
Bang bang bang...
Three bone spurs were knocked off, and the metal table plate was broken. Only a bit of metal was left in the corner, which Wei Heng held in his hand.
call.
Wei Heng threw the remaining broken metal table board towards the compound-eyed man, and then pulled out his main knife.
With the two swords in hand, Wei Heng suddenly felt certain and said to Xiao Zhan who was standing aside: "Brother Xiao, this guy seems to be coming for you."
"Are you coming for me?" Xiao Zhan was startled.
Then he thought of the news mentioned just now that the Crimson Demon Cult had recently assassinated people in important positions of large groups in other base cities. Xiao Zhan couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck, I'm just a second-generation man waiting to die, assassinate me."
Well."
How can anyone say that about themselves...
Wei Heng smiled.
After two days of contact with Xiao Zhan, Wei Heng had a little understanding of his situation.
When it comes to the strength of a warrior, Xiao Zhan, who obviously has sufficient resources in his family, has just exceeded the standard of a level 1 original warrior, which is really a bit stretched.
But as the sole heir of the second generation of the Xiao Group, Xiao Zhan had been trained in all aspects except for his martial arts skills since childhood. Otherwise, even with his family background, he would not have become the most valued confidential secretary around Qin Ming.
"Brother Xiao, you go to the back first and leave this monster to me." Wei Heng stared at the man with compound eyes.
After two consecutive missed attacks, the red light in the compound-eyed man's eyes became even brighter, and he let out a strange roar of "quacking".
Sudden--
The compound-eyed man jumped directly from the ceiling and rushed this way quickly.
His reverse-jointed twisted hands and feet now looked like real spider legs, extremely sharp.
Passing train seats were punctured one after another.
"Brother Wei Heng, be careful." Xiao Zhan also knew.
With my own strength, not only will I not be able to help here, I will actually cause trouble.
"Hurry up." Wei Heng roared, holding the knife like a bolt of lightning, directly facing the compound-eyed man.
Just now, he used a metal table to knock off the bone spurs, and he had already predicted the power of the compound-eyed man.
Even if the opponent's 'spider legs, hands and feet' were stronger, Wei Heng would probably not be more than a level 4 original warrior.
no way.
Although there are still more than a dozen warriors in the carriage.
But when I heard them chatting earlier, they were all junior soldiers in the Genetic Alliance who were tasked with cleaning up mutant beasts that had slipped through the Acropolis.
The strongest, a middle-aged man with a beard, has just reached the level 3 original warrior.
At this point, Wei Heng can only rely on himself.
Moreover, he had just practiced body skills all night, and had been simulating sword skills in his mind. At this moment, Wei Heng was facing the compound-eyed man coming with murderous intent. Instead of panic, Wei Heng's blood was pumping and he was a little excited.
"Wow."
One of the compound-eyed man's arms thrust out suddenly.
Wei Heng changed his steps, twisted his upper body slightly, and dodged.
The moment Wei Heng dodged, the long knife in his hand used the force of his twist to instantly draw a ray of cold light and slash directly towards the compound-eyed man's neck.
The compound-eyed man seemed not to have expected Wei Heng to be able to dodge his attack, and kept charging forward.
Just when Wei Heng was about to hit him in the neck with a knife——
call out!
The compound-eyed man's other arm jumped up and stabbed Wei Heng in the head.
At the same time, his entire body, supported by two recurved legs, turned sharply to avoid Wei Heng's long knife. The skin on his back was broken open again, and three more bone spurs were shot out...
"Fuck." Wei Heng was startled. He put some force on his feet and bent his body, barely avoiding the compound-eyed man's arm.
Then he changed the moves of the two swords in his hands, slashing at the bone spurs and arms that were stabbing him.
clang clang clang......
Three bone spurs were chopped off with a long knife.
What surprised Wei Heng was that the compound-eyed man's arm did not look like a flesh and blood body, and it was not broken even after being hit by a knife.
"So hard?" Wei Heng looked carefully.
You can see that the exposed skin on the arms and legs of the compound-eyed man is covered with a layer of fine fuzz.
The countless fluff was like wearing a combat uniform. Even if he was struck by his long knife, it would only leave a wound of less than one centimeter.
"Gah~~ga~~" The compound-eyed man stared at Wei Heng and screamed strangely, as if he was angry because he was injured and in pain.
"It's easy to deal with if you know it hurts." Wei Heng kicked the back of the seat next to him violently.
At this time, he exchanged a move with the compound-eyed man, and after their bodies shifted, they were only less than 2 meters apart.
The back of the seat that was kicked by Wei Heng shot towards the compound-eyed man like shell fragments.
The compound-eyed man instinctively jumped up and hung upside down on the ceiling, avoiding the splash and reaching the seat fragments. At the same time, he stabbed Wei Heng straight from top to bottom with both arms.
"Die!"
At this time, Wei Heng seemed to have expected that the compound-eyed man would jump to the ceiling. He held the two arms of the compound-eyed man with two knives in his hands and blocked them. Then he made a wonderful turn of steps and came to the compound-eyed man like a flexible monkey.
Behind the man.
"puff!"
With a straight thrust as fast as lightning, Wei Heng could clearly feel the hardness of the long knife in his right hand as it penetrated the compound-eyed man's head.
But even though the compound-eyed man looks like a monster, his head is still similar to that of a human being, not as huge as some huge mutant beasts.
After Wei Heng's knife penetrated five centimeters into the man's head with compound eyes, he felt a loosening in front of him.
Then he moved his body forward and poured all his strength into his right hand.
"Pfft!"
The sharp blade penetrated the skull and brain and pierced out from the bulging compound eyes on the man's face.
He was still worried that the compound-eyed man would not die. He drew the knife with his right hand and retreated to prevent the compound-eyed man from counterattacking before his death. At the same time, he slashed across with the knife with his left hand.
"Wow!"
To be continued...