Sentinel is not good

The bullet rubbed against Song Jian's skin, but it didn't hurt at all.Every launch seems to have been agreed with him in advance, the route was planned, and it was clearly aimed at the target, but every time he was dodged.

Neither the sound of shooting nor the oscillating air waves can interfere with the attention of the crazy sentinel. Song Jian's eyes have not been closed, they are completely open. There is a non-human visual impact without the whites of the eyes, which scares those People are in disarray.

The basis for determining the direction of those pistols is the smell of gunpowder.Song Jian is too used to this smell, ever since he was picked up by brother wolf and returned to the camp, and Fan Yu wanted to take him into the tent, he has smelled it.Later, when I became a sentinel, the smell of gunpowder was the most familiar smell.

Two black mamba snakes slid down from his thighs, slid across Song Jian's thighs, kneecaps, calf muscles, and all the way to the Achilles tendon. They were like two jets of black water, inadvertently slid onto the sand surface, with pitch-black scales.With a momentary visual synaesthesia link, Song Jian has night vision.

Even if his eyesight doesn't work, he still has a mental body.

I am not half-blind, I am a sentinel.

The sight became transparent, and all living creatures with heat became Song Jian's prey.He felt that he had even become a poisonous snake, hunting down all life with his heat, trying to sweep everything.

The outlines of a dozen people clearly appeared in his eyes.Not far away, there is a small tent with a relatively low temperature, and there are also people in the tent.Surrounded by clusters of the hottest images, those are campfires.

Beyond that, it was cold night.

The night is pure black, whether it is in the eyes of a normal person or a snake.However, there were also living creatures in the pure black ice, restlessly circling the campfire.Song Jian recognized them by virtue of their hot outlines.

It's hyenas, their manes are so recognizable.

"Kill him! Kill him!" someone among the refugees shouted.

With all the pistols loaded, Song Jian turned into a beast to be besieged.Xiao Diu climbed into a small tent, at the highest point, providing the best view for his master.Another thicker black mamba also climbed up, looking at Song Jian with golden eyes, and its scales stuck tightly to Xiao Diu.Even though it knew that these unawakened beings could not harm the spirit body, it was ordered to protect this weak kind.

The bullets were completely inaccurate, and most of the refugees had only received a little shooting training, unless they were patrols in the big camp, or the leader and second-in-command.Hunting is okay, but it is completely useless when you meet a lunatic like Song Jian.Song Jian finally found a chance and threw a man down. He sat on the man's waist and looked at him.

All the people put away their guns at once, not daring to shoot again.

"Why..." Song Jian grabbed the man's shoulder and slammed into the sand, like a gust of wind that could kill, "Why!"

"I'll kill you!" The man shot at close range, aiming at Song Jian's collarbone.

"Why did you kill it!" Song Jian was much faster than an unawakened human being, pinching the man's dangerous wrist, "Why...why!"

The barrel of the gun fired immediately, but because the hand was suppressed, the bullet shot in another direction.Song Jian raised his other hand and slammed down a punch, which completely took away all the combat power of a normal man.

"Why?" Song Jian yelled at him, the black eyes couldn't stop the tears, and the tears dripped on the face of the person below, "It's because they are animals, isn't it! Isn't it!"

Countless voices poured into his ear canals, and countless smells rushed into his nostrils.Grabbing the man's hand, he touched the man's skin, which was rough and hot. Song Jian raised his head abruptly, then lowered his head violently, and bit hard on the man holding the gun. on the wrist.

It's their fault!It was because of them, they told the children that they and Brother Little Wolf were a disaster for the entire refugee camp, and wolves would only bring death.Song Jian bit his wrist, and his gums were immediately wet with liquid, blood came out of the bite.

In the past, he couldn't taste the taste of blood, but now Song Jian's transformed taste sense can completely taste the rust in the blood.He raised his head again, wiped his mouth, half of his face was covered with blood.

No different than an animal.

The Adam's apple slipped, and Song Jian swallowed.

No, no, I would rather be an animal, a small animal next to my brother, and follow my brother all my life, struggling to survive in the desert.There is no need to go back to the cold place, no need to worry about being executed, and no need to worry about being rejected by the refugees... Song Jian stared blankly at the sky, his five senses continued to strengthen, pulling his thoughts into endless senses In the storm, it seemed to drown him.

The madness is not over yet, there is no wizard, and the mad sentinel has only one destination, irreversible madness, and becomes a weapon.

But he couldn't control it, and when he stood up again, he seemed to have just finished eating someone.Even scarier than those hyenas.

The gun didn't stop his quick movement, and Song Jian threw himself at another person.

"Hurry up!" Mary was fast enough, but Li Han still felt that it was not fast enough.Song Jian's scent was easy to chase, and he almost ran in a straight line in the desert, heading south.Just as the smell started to get stronger, a few gunshots startled Mary, and Blackie too.

Zhou Yun heard the gunshot and immediately tightened the reins.Xiao Hei's speed was still limited. The three-legged horse was actually very hard, because the horse was not light, and every step was under pressure.He quickly jumped off the horse, but heard the gunshot again.

Picking up...Zhou Yun took off the backpack hanging from Xiao Hei's neck, and ran forward.

Song Jian dodged the bullets again, none of which could kill him.He fell into madness, tasted more and more blood, and tasted the difference between them from the touch of the tip of his tongue. Everyone's blood is different.This kind of madness led him into Sentinel's self-obsession, obsessed with the sense of accomplishment brought by force and violence, and activated the brutality of Sentinel's nature.

With a quick snap, he pushed all the gun hands away and bit his wrist.The blood smeared on his lips, moistening the dry skin of his mouth, and the gums were filled with bright red, flowing out from between the teeth.He was wiping his mouth, but he didn't know what he was wiping. The infrared vision synesthesia had ended, and two snakes coiled around his waist.

Xiao Diu didn't move, but the other one was strangling his Adam's apple, it couldn't be tighter, almost making Song Jian fall into a coma.In this way it stops the killing of a Sentinel, saves a man from hatred and violent pleasure.

But it let go at the last moment. With the muscles of a strong poisonous snake, it is easy to hang an adult.But it still let go, because the order it received was to protect him, to protect Song Jian with his life.rather than kill him.

The strength in the neck disappeared, and Song Jian regained his strength again. His arms were full of blue blood vessels, covering the inside of his elbows, and even the tiny blood vessels on the back of his hands and fingers popped out.

In addition to the red circle around the neck, arteries and veins also emerged, as if poisoned, looking ferociously at the edge of his jaw, and the end of the blood vessels crawled to the chin.And Song Jian opened his mouth, eyes darkened, and began to look for the next target.

All the men fell to the ground, but there were still people in the tent.

At this moment, he heard something.First there was the frenzy of wild beasts, footsteps, panting, many wild beasts... Song Jian fell into the hearing, and the other four senses disappeared temporarily. The first thing he heard was the retreat of the hyena group.

They retreated very quickly, echoing each other with calls, and conveying information. They were afraid that their companions would slow down, and they left this small human gathering place in almost a few seconds.They panic, is it because of themselves?Because of your strength?Song Jian continued to sift through his hearing to hear the surroundings clearly.

No, no, the target of the hyena pack is human corpses, and they will not leave easily.Animals never give up the chance to get food, because food is the hope of survival.

Their retreat is imperative.

Because there are more dangerous natural enemies, or hunters who are far away from the top of the food chain.Song Jian continued to look towards the tent, uncontrollably wanting to drag out the people inside.

Surrounded by wolves, it was the cry of wolves... He finally heard it, it was a pack of desert wolves, a huge pack of wolves came running.Their appearance completely frightened the hyena group. They are the real hunters and top killers in the desert.

Song Jian clenched his fists for a moment, and his hearing was instantly magnified. He heard the people in the tent crying. He shook his head and took a step forward.

"Pick it up!" Zhou Yun arrived in time, and there was already a miserable situation in front of him.

The ground was already full of people, everyone had been bitten on their hands, and they were all bleeding. His puppy was standing outside a tent with his chin covered in blood.

The puppy went berserk, and accidentally bit these people lightly.

Song Jian continued to walk forward. At this time, no one could stop the sentinel's anger. He wanted to kill them, everyone here, and then kill him until his body couldn't hold on, and all his organs failed and he died.

No one, no one can stop him anymore, no one can bully himself, Brother Little Wolf, and their wolf.He would kill anyone who stood in his way, and then take his brother and wolf to the deepest part of the desert, where no one could find them again.

Never come out again, completely become a story in the desert, decades later become two dead bones hugging each other in the depths of the desert, together for a lifetime.

Countless spirits inserted into the back of his head without warning.

Song Jian's body shook.In his mental picture, there has been a large-scale collapse, and the mental wall is also in danger, and it was inserted without any effort.

Those mental threads caressed the outside of his cerebral cortex, and began to rebuild his mental wall bit by bit.

"Pick it up, come back!" Zhou Yun called him softly, telling his crazy puppy that he had to call him back, "Come back, don't go any further."

Song Jian turned his head in a daze, someone was adjusting his body.There seemed to be confusion in the senses, making him unable to hear clearly.

"Come back!" Zhou Yun walked over slowly and walked into the bonfire circle. At this time, the sentries are the most dangerous. Once they are provoked, they will become trapped beasts and start massacres by self-mutilation.

And I can't use guide element yet, and I need a large dose of guide element to appease a berserk sentinel.

"Come back, I'll take you back, let's go to see the stars together." Zhou Yun continued, his spiritual body wrapped around Song Jian's shoulder again, and just slipped past the part where he was bitten by a hyena.

But at this moment, Song Jian felt no pain, like an empty shell without a soul.

All the people who fell on the ground lost the ability to resist, but one of them still had strength and touched a pistol next to him.Trembling, he raised his gun and pointed it at Song Jian.

But at the moment of aiming, Song Jian had heard it, and he turned around again, and turned to that person.

"Don't shoot!" Zhou Yun continued to wrap Song Jian with spiritual threads, almost wrapping him up, wrapping his hands and legs, and some spiritual threads were still stroking his forehead and the corners of his mouth, "Just move, he Kill you immediately!"

Song Jian's chest began to rise and fall violently, and his breathing rate gradually accelerated.He felt hostility, and the most exciting thing for the berserk Sentinel was to feel hostility.

"Throw away the gun!" Zhou Yun continued to yell at the man, "If your family wants to live, throw away the gun!"

Song Jian tilted his head, with no emotion in his black eyes, and took steps in that direction.His hands were clenched again, each nail turned a deep pink, full of signs of congestion.

The man immediately threw Han Zheng away, far away.

"Pick it up, come back!" Zhou Yun started to walk forward, at the same time stretched out his hand, approached step by step, and tried step by step, "Don't be afraid, follow me home."

Li Han stood not far away, pulling Xiao Hei and Mary who were almost paralyzed.He didn't dare to go there. At this time, Song Jian could kill himself and a sentinel at the same level.

Song Jian turned his head again, he couldn't see anything, only the other four senses remained, but the senses were too sensitive, making him manic and powerless all the time.

So many mental threads are comforting him, allowing him to regain his sanity.These spiritual threads have become an important way for him to connect with the world.

Zhou Yun started to approach him again, because he knew Song Jian's emotions, so he couldn't get angry with him: "Don't be afraid, it's me, don't be afraid of Jian." Staying still, but the mood is full of turbulent clouds, as long as there is a little stimulation, it will explode.But Zhou Yun's hands are tense, is he afraid?He was afraid, but what he was afraid of was not picking and killing these people, what kind of evaluation he would suffer, these were not important, picking was a puppy, and the puppy was right.He also doesn't want to use dogma to control him and criticize him. A puppy just bites people, so what big mistake can a puppy make?

What he was afraid of was that if Song Jian took another step forward, he would never be able to come back.

The two snakes stayed on Song Jian's body, and his spiritual body was tightly entangled with Xiao Diu, and Xiao Diu also entered madness, but there was no one around him to kill, otherwise he would definitely attack.

Finally, Zhou Yun walked up to Song Jian's side, but he didn't touch him directly, but took out a hemp rope from his backpack, carefully tied it around Song Jian's neck, and tied it gently.

Song Jian's body shook a few times, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he squatted down cowardly, except for the blood on his face and body, he couldn't see the fierceness just now.

He drooped his eyes and squatted beside Zhou Yun's legs. His eyes hadn't returned to normal yet, but he knew he was grabbing Zhou Yun's pants, and called out in a low voice, "Brother."

Zhou Yun tightened the rope, and at the same time wrapped the spiritual thread around Song Jian's neck, completely tied him up and protected him.

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