I live infinitely in the survival game

Chapter 76 Mountain Villa 29
"What's the matter baby?" Wang Hongjun immediately put down the meat bun in his hand, turned around to look at Yang Qianyuan.

Just as Wang Hongjun turned around, he supported Yang Qianyuan with both hands. Before he could make a sound again, he made a "vomit—" and all the things in his mouth were thrown onto Yang Qianyuan.

Both of them fell to the ground, "vomiting—" mouthful after mouthful. The things they vomited ranged from blood at the beginning, to a few lumps of pink flesh, and then to various parts of the human internal organs.

Seeing the heart-like thing that Yang Qianyuan spit out, Gu Jingmeng frowned and took a big step back, and had to continue to observe what they spit out.

The two of them "vomited—" endlessly, and for a while, the whole villa exuded a stench of blood, which made people want to escape.

Grandma Zhao and Mrs. Zhao were busy in the kitchen, unaware of all this.

Gradually, the lumps of meat that the two vomited out mixed with blood piled up into mountains, and each person vomited out at least as much as five bowls.

Chen Jiayu staggered out of the bathroom, and then fell down on the ground next to the dining table and chairs. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

There wasn't much flesh on Chen Jiayu's body, and he was as thin as a bamboo pole. Now that he vomited like this, only skin and bones remained.

The skin on his body shrank together wrinkledly and sucked on his bones. Looking at him like this, he couldn't see his face at all. It could only be called a skull covered in human skin.

Yang Qianyuan and Wang Hongjun were not much better either. Yang Qianyuan's face was thinned into an awl, and her sharp chin looked particularly obvious. There were only bones left on her arms and legs, and a layer of loose skin.

Wang Hongjun's muscles turned into fat at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly shrank back in with the sound of "vomit--", as if he had spat out his own flesh.

Wang Hongjun is also skinny, but not as serious as Chen Jiayu and Yang Qianyuan. Now he is like Chen Jiayu at the beginning, but not as cowardly as Chen Jiayu.

Feeling the changes in himself, Wang Hongjun yelled like crazy after vomiting, "What's going on! What's going on!"

Mrs. Zhao was called out by Wang Hongjun's voice, and brought out several plates from the kitchen, which contained large and small pieces of blood-red meat.

"Look at you, what's the matter?!" Mrs. Zhao quickly helped the nearest Chen Jiayu out, then walked over to lift Yang Qianyuan and Wang Hongjun one by one, and moved them to the chairs.

Mrs. Zhao looked at the mess on the ground, but shook her head helplessly, "You guys don't usually pay attention to your diet, you don't have any restraint, do you eat too much?"

With that said, Mrs. Zhao handed three plates of blood-red meat cubes to the three of them, "Come on, eat this, raw meat cubes, I promise you won't get greasy. Your stomach will feel better after eating."

Mrs. Zhao's words seemed to have magical powers. At this time, the three of them were not so clear-headed, and picked up the raw meat on the plate in a trance, and directly sent it to their mouths.

The three of them ate one piece after another, not paying any attention to the smell of blood in their mouths and the taste of raw meat. They swallowed it directly into their stomachs without chewing twice, and did not stop their madness until the plate in front of them was completely clean.

Chen Jiayu gradually came back to his senses, looking at the bloody plate in front of him, his whole body trembled uneasily, and flinched back desperately, but fell to the ground with the chair.

"Ah—! I don't want to stay here anymore! Ah——!" Chen Jiayu struggled to get up from the ground, fell and ran towards the gate, opened the gate and rushed out, screaming miserably.

(End of this chapter)