The strongest in the world: starting from picking up Feng Baobao

Chapter 73 The Slowly Awakening 'Corpse'

Dry area, southwest position.

The time is in the early hours of the morning.

The weather is cloudy and windy.

As the night darkened, the hazy moon was gradually shrouded in dark clouds.

After losing most of the moonlight, the earth fell into complete darkness again.

In a decaying and dilapidated military base.

Chen Sheng and Fan Wujiu faced each other calmly.

Although it looks calm on the surface, there are already turbulent waves in the back.

The air was tense to the point of freezing.

A tense atmosphere lingers all around.

Create a smoky atmosphere.

The bitter cold wind whizzed past, rolled up the dead leaves scattered on the ground, and slapped them on the ground.

Then it fell into the dark pool of blood and merged with the stinking blood.

As the cold wind blew, the smell of blood in the air became more intense, and even hit his face directly.

Around Chen Sheng and Fan Wujiu, there were corpses piled up like a mountain.

After experiencing the double baptism of time and cold wind, most of the corpses had already become stiff and lay crookedly on the ground.

Death energy hovered throughout the dilapidated base, unable to dissipate for a long time.

But among the many dead energy, there seems to be a faint vitality.

It was like a faint candle in a hurricane, which could be extinguished at any time.

When the two sides were confronting each other, there was a slight noise in one of the piles of corpses.

But this didn't attract anyone's attention.

At this time, their minds were all on each other, and they had no time to worry about other things.

Even if they noticed any movement in the pile of corpses, they wouldn't care at all.

Because it is impossible to cheat the corpse?

In broad daylight, the sky is bright.

How could such illusory things exist.

The resurrection from death before Fan Wujiu was not really resurrection from death.

Instead, the judge forcibly rescued Fan Wujiu through some kind of secret technique.

In a technologically advanced world, how could it be possible for dead humans to cheat.

But people are not as good as heaven.

In a pile of corpses not far from Chen Sheng.

A miserable-looking 'corpse' is slowly waking up.

However, due to being pressed by heavy objects, the 'corpse' could only keep struggling, trying to get out of this closed and dull pile of corpses.

In the biting cold wind, the rustling sound of friction sounded from the pile of corpses.

It was quickly covered up by the howling wind, and then gradually disappeared.

The ink-like sky was dim and dull, and only the faintest hint of moonlight could be seen through the clouds.

In the solemn atmosphere, no one knows how long time passed.

It may be 1 minute, or it may be tens of seconds.

After a while of rustling, the pile of corpses stopped moving very quickly, and there was no other sound.

But next second.

"boom--"

A round head suddenly protruded from the pile of corpses, and Gulu Gulu turned slightly.

It sounds like the friction of joints in the neck.

His black hair was soaked in blood, and limply stuck to his face.

The high-end gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, the lenses are covered with cracks like spider webs.

If not for the spectacle lenses are PC lenses.

That is to say, lenses made of space materials have excellent performance in all aspects, especially the ability to resist blows.

Those two lenses, which were full of cracks, had already been shattered and pierced to the face.

But even so, the owner of this pair of gold-rimmed glasses still looks very miserable.

It can even be described as horrible.

Because it had been soaked in corpses and blood for a long time, this chubby head was already dripping with blood, and various wounds were everywhere.

Simply those wounds were minor flesh wounds, not deep enough to cut flesh and disfigure.

This is a fortune in misfortune.

But this chubby head still doesn't feel good.

The rush of rough air came out from the nasal cavity, and dissipated into streaks of white smoke in the cold air.

The dry cold wind slapped on the face, causing a tingling sensation from the wound.

The expression on his face suddenly changed to baring his teeth, and his appearance was terrifying.

This 'corpse' with a head protruding from the pile of corpses is exactly the gentle scum that Chen Sheng had abandoned before.

That is, the boss Goudan whom he met during the Qiandian meeting—Wang Erleng.

Unexpectedly, amidst the huge beast horde, this frail man survived.

And after experiencing several fatal dangers, he was lucky enough to survive.

But it really is a word, the scourge will last for thousands of years.

I don't know whether it is lucky or unlucky to say that this gentle scum.

After all, every time he survived, it was a torture for his weak body.

Up to now, it can even be said to be worse.

It was as weak as a candle in the wind, and would collapse if touched lightly.

But Wang Er Leng was still tenaciously alive, and was lucky to avoid fatal injuries in the previous massacre by Fan Wujiu.

But his current condition is not good. If he is not sent to the hospital in time, he will probably die of excessive blood loss and shock.

However, Wang Er was stunned and did not dare anyone to make any move at this moment.

Because through the broken glasses just now, he vaguely saw two figures confronting each other not far ahead, and it seemed that they might fight at any time.

Is that the masked man? !
The moment he saw someone in front of him, a figure immediately appeared in the man's mind.

Tall figure, old pitch black robes, and scary mask with a strange face.

Thinking of this, Wang Er Leng subconsciously shivered.

demon!

That masked man is simply a devil!
This was Wang Erling's inner evaluation of Fan Wujiu.

He had never seen such a bloody person.

Whether it was the last time of the Qiandian meeting, or this time when he was massacred by the masked man.

Although he was lucky to survive.

But that terrifying and strange figure was deeply imprinted in his mind, and it couldn't go away for a long time.

He had never felt that he was so unlucky. In just one night, he had narrow escapes many times.

Even in a movie, I dare not act like this, okay!

Just when Wang Er was immersed in fear, the two parties who were originally confronting each other suddenly spoke, pulling him back to reality.

"Captain Chen Sheng, long time no see!"

A hoarse and piercing voice came faintly in the air.

As soon as the news reached Wang Er Leng's ears, he fell into a daze in an instant.

Captain Chen Sheng? !
Upon hearing this name, the man's expression immediately changed from sadness to joy.

He looked excited as if he had met a savior.

Correct!
For this gentle scum man, Chen Sheng was the ray of light in his darkness, the savior in his life.

Even though he was just abandoned by Chen Sheng once in the beast tide.

But this is not important.

Humans after all.

The catastrophe is imminent.

It is the nature of all people.

This is Wang Er Leng's life creed all his life.

Therefore, he was able to survive many catastrophes and survived more fortunately than others.

It wasn't long before Wang Er was agitated when another cold voice sounded in the air.

"Fan Wujiu hand over the lockbox, and I can make your death a little easier!"

(End of this chapter)