Qi Lin's actions frightened the "rat kings". They kept twisting their fat bodies and wanted to stay away from Qi Lin, but the tangled tails that grew together kept tripping them - often one rat king finally stood up, the other fell down again, and, due to the panic of the rat king, the entire bloodthirsty rat group began to gradually lose control.

It seems that even if it becomes a mutant creature, the idiom "as cowardly as a mouse" still applies. These usually fierce bloodthirsty rat kings will fall into extreme fear when they encounter life danger.

What Qi Lin couldn't understand was that since this was the case, why didn't these rat kings just ruthlessly break the tail that grew together? Although it hurts a little, it's better than losing their lives.

"Masters, it's not that they don't want it, but that they can't. According to relevant information from the old era, a symbiotic cycle has long formed between these symbiotic rat king bloodlines, and the tails that grow together have formed a huge sarcoma. The sarcoma is covered with blood vessels and nerves. If the tail is torn off, the severe pain can make these bloodthirsty rats feel pain alive."

"So, I just need to attack the sarcoma at their tails? It will save me from killing them one by one?" Qi Lin asked.

"It's theoretically." Cooper replied.

Qi Lin approached quickly. As the bloodthirsty rat group fell into chaos, he soon broke into the front of the Rat King. With a light lift, the bone blade cut off four or five tails that looked like the roots of the trees that were entangled together, exposing the "sarcoma" in it.

The sarcoma is the size of a baby's head, and it is pulsating somewhat like a heart.

After confirming the target, Qi Lin no longer hesitated. The tip of the bone blade was facing down and directly penetrated the sarcoma!

"Squeak--!"

A shrill scream sounded instantly, and more than a dozen rat kings twitched violently in an instant, as if they were suffering the most unbearable pain in the world.

However, the bone blade in Qi Lin's hand did not stop and continued to penetrate deep into the sarcoma, piercing the entire sarcoma, then pressed it down hard to cut the sarcoma open!

The moment the sarcoma was cut open, a large amount of blood was shot out, and Qi Lin had no time to hide, and was splashed on his face by the strong fishy blood.

However, after such a fight, Qi Lin's whole body seemed to be fished out of the blood pool, and he no longer cared about such a little blood stain.

After the sarcoma was incited, the sixteen rat kings died one by one, and the bloodthirsty rats that had lost the control of the rat king finally scattered and fled into the depths of the branches of the sewer.

"call……"

Qi Lin took a breath, wiped the blood on his face, and shook his achesy arm hard. Even if he had sufficient physical fitness, in less than half an hour, Qi Lin waved the bone blade at least more than 10,000 times, and a large amount of lactic acid had already accumulated in his muscles.

"The Sixteen Rat Kings, there is not a single serum..." Qi Lin looked around the corpses on the ground and shook his head in disappointment. However, even if the serum of this kind of F-level creature with low strength was exploded, it would be just a small amount of money for Qi Lin now.

He pulled down the cloak soaked in blood-thirsty rats on his body and threw it on the ground. Qi Linyou took out a canvas from his backpack and roughly wiped the blood on his face. He was about to move towards the exit, but Cooper suddenly said quickly: "Master, there are a lot of footsteps and voices in the direction you come in. The people who were initially judged as Mutual Aid Association discovered the situation above and sent people to chase you."

"The pursuers come so quickly?"

Qi Lin looked at his dirty blood. Although at his speed, he could definitely leave the pursuers of the Mutual Aid Association behind him, Qi Lin is now not only in his boots, but also in his equipment, and every step he takes will leave an extremely eye-catching bloody footprint. Even if he takes off his boots and rushes barefoot, the strong smell of blood can even ordinary people who have not enhanced their sense of smell can track Qi Lin's traces.

He can't lose all his equipment, right?

Even if those people can't catch up, if they guessed his intention through Qi Lin's tracks and notified the mutual aid club players on the aircraft carrier to strengthen their defense, that would be something Qi Lin didn't want to see.

Qi Lin immediately decided to turn around and kill all the pursuers, and then, before the other party discovered that the first group of people were destroyed and sent out the second group of people, blow up the bridge of the aircraft carrier!

"Cooper, how many pursuers are there?"

"Thirty or so, they're equipped with walkie-talkies, but I can manage to interfere with their communication."

"Very good. I will cut off their communication channel five seconds before I run into it." Qi Lin ordered, then turned his head, pulled out the Type 56 rifle behind him, and ran towards the entrance.

...

"Hiss... 015 team reports... Hiss... No other party has been found at the moment... Hiss, but we found traces of the battle, and there are a large number of bloodthirsty rat corpses on the ground... Hiss..."

In the sewer, five teams of Templars were carrying automatic rifles and walking forwards. The Templars led by Templars were keeping in touch with the people on the ground through the intercom while walking. Behind them, there were more than 20 players who had just issued weapons and temporarily recruited armed Mutual Aid Club.

"King Master, who are we going to hunt for?" A player of the Mutual Aid Club with pretty good equipment came up and asked with a smile.

"How do I know? Like you, I came here when I received the report. The guy who was scared and was a waste, and I didn't even see the other party's ID clearly! If it weren't for the boss's wife urging me, I wouldn't have known that these two people were knocked out and tied up!" The Templar cursed. If anyone was smoking and enjoying it comfortably on the ground, he was suddenly called to search for a player who didn't even know the ID in a sewer. No one would be in a good mood.

"Then... Lord Knight, do you know where this sewer leads to? Will that person go out from some exit?" the player continued to ask.

"Exit... You reminded me of this, I have to ask the above--"

As he said that, the Templar raised the intercom in his hand again: "Hey, is there a structure diagram of the sewer? Where is the closest exit here? Hey? Hey?"

"Hiss...hiss...hiss..."

However, no matter how he "feeds", there was only endless noise of current coming from the walkie-talkie a minute ago.

"Damn it, why did this broken thing get a problem at this time?" The Templar looked unhappy and slapped the walkie-talkie in his hand hard.
Chapter completed!