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Chapter 183 Meteor Hammer, Kill Them All

The room was pitch black, with a suffocating silence.

He Jin hid in the closet holding his niece, not daring to even breathe.

I was afraid that if I opened my mouth, the heart that was already in my throat would fall out.

At this moment, the only sound is my own pounding heartbeat.

All I could hear was a calf's wheezing sound and the whistling wind outside the window.

He Jin suppressed his fear and peeked out through the gap in the wardrobe.

A tall and strong man appeared vaguely in the darkness.

He wore a white mask on his face, and his eyes were like red gems, flashing a dark light.

The monster stood on the opposite side, staring at the other party, breathing heavily.

It seemed to have shifted its target of prey to men, and it seemed to have sensed some kind of dangerous aura.

The two sides confronted each other, their bodies tense and motionless.

It was as if there was a string under one's feet. If anyone moved first, the gunpowder barrel would be ignited immediately, causing an explosion.

Even He Jin, who was hiding in the dark and peeping, was nervous and his palms were full of sweat.

In this almost frozen atmosphere.

Suddenly, the taut thread was finally touched.

call!
In an instant, red light burst out and strong wind blew.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "bang" sound.

The two bodies with afterimages collided violently with each other.

When the flesh and blood bodies collided, there was a dull echo like that of steel and rock.

slam-la-

With a dragging sound, the monster's power was obviously much smaller and it was knocked back repeatedly.

Boom!

Then, the whole room shook violently.

There was a sound of large pieces of glass shattering, as if something heavy had broken through the window and fallen from the upper floor.

Then, soon there was a dull sound of landing on the street.

The noise was so loud that even the electric bikes and cars parked downstairs started to sound alarms.

He Jin's pupils were wide open and his face was dull.

Everything happened so fast that he had no idea what was happening.

When he came to his senses, he shuddered and hurried out of the closet.

In the darkness, He Jin looked around nervously.

The little bedroom looked as though it had been ravaged by a hurricane.

It was a mess everywhere, the floor was lifted up in pieces, and two deep furrows were plowed out.

Then look up at the window.

The bricks were cracked, the cement was exposed, and the entire frame had disappeared, leaving only a pitch-black hole.

The cold wind whistled in, as if telling the story of the tragic scene that had happened before.

He Jin took a deep breath, walked carefully to the window, and looked down.

The alarms of electric bikes and cars continued to whine.

The moonlight sprinkled uncertainly on the street, and two figures could be vaguely seen overlapping each other.

One of them kept punching and smashing down.

It was as if he was driving piles, and every time his fist landed, the ground shook slightly.

boom!
Fang Cheng punched the iron-hard skull.

Then, with a blank expression on his face, he raised his arm again, ready to smash the head of the person beneath him into pieces.

At this moment, there was a "whoosh" sound.

The man who was pinned to the ground and beaten suddenly opened his mouth, and a red line shot out, piercing the air with a sharp sound, and stabbed towards Fang Cheng's face.

At such a close face-to-face distance, he encountered such a sudden attack like a cold arrow.

For ordinary people, it is a fatal move.

But Fang Cheng's nerve reaction speed is far beyond that of ordinary people.

He instantly tilted his head back and blocked the attack with his palm.

Then the two skill characteristics of "elasticity" and "ape waist" were activated, and the whole person suddenly flew backwards for a distance.

After dissipating this impact force, it rotated in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

When he looked up again, he found that the thing attacking him was actually a tongue several meters long.

After the sneak attack failed, the thorny tongue swung like a whip, then shortened in an instant and retracted into the mouth.

At this time, the person who had been beaten before also stood up staggeringly.

Under the cold moonlight, you can see its appearance clearly.

He was about the same height as an ordinary person, but his skin was blue-black in color and had large areas of ulcers.

Especially the flesh on his face seemed to have been gnawed off by a wild beast, revealing the white bones stained with blood.

The bald head and slightly opened mouth revealed sharp fangs like saw teeth.

Faintly, one can still make out some of He Yao's facial features.

I don’t know what happened to turn this honest and kind neighbor into such a horrible state.

The key is.

His entire chest was sunken with a fist mark, and his head was hit by himself, causing his eyeballs to bulge out and his nose to break.

Even with such serious injuries, he was still able to stand up again.

It seems that as long as the skeleton is not scattered, it can continue to move.

This doesn't look like a living creature at all.

Fang Cheng even thought of some legendary creature - zombies.

If compared with the experimental subjects encountered before.

It does not have such a strong body recovery ability, and the decay of its skin and muscles is more serious.

But the bones are extremely hard, and when hit, they make a clanging sound like gold and iron.

If Fang Cheng did not have the "Iron Fist" special effect, it would be difficult to cause effective damage to him.

Even so, the heavy punch attack with 40 points of strength and the bonus of the Qilin arm only broke the opponent's sternum, but did not kill the monster instantly.

but.

"I'm not the rookie I was before..."

Fang Cheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the several bloody marks on his palm caused by the barbs.

Before a drop of blood began to drip, he just shook his hand gently and the bleeding stopped, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feeling the true energy quickly repairing his injuries, Fang Cheng's eyes focused.

The 41-point extraordinary physique has begun to show results.

Next, it’s time for the 40 points of strength attribute to show its power.

After the monster stood still, it seemed to have learned its lesson and did not continue to compete with Fang Cheng in brute strength.

I saw its mouth open and its tongue shot out like a sharp arrow.

In an instant, the shrieking sound was piercing, as if a flash of red lightning cuts through the night sky, so fast that it catches one off guard.

However, Fang Cheng reacted faster.

After dodging twice in a row, his eyes suddenly became as sharp as an eagle and he seized the opportunity.

Just as the third attack came, he reached out with both hands and grabbed the retractable tongue.

Then he clenched his fingers tightly, grasped it tightly, and exerted force with both arms.

Whoops!

The monster's entire body was lifted up and flew into the air.

Then with a loud "bang", it fell heavily on the flower bed, cracking the cement and scattering brick fragments.

After Fang Cheng caught the red tongue covered with barbs, it turned into a chain with a meteor hammer tied to it.

The monster's body is a swinging hammer weapon, constantly flying back and forth in the air and falling down, making various intimate contacts with the equally hard concrete ground.

Bump!

Bump!

Hit again!
After each impact, a human-shaped hole was left behind.

Strange to say.

The monster's muscles were rotten, but its tongue, which it used to eat, was unusually strong and resilient.

After seven consecutive impacts, the tongue could no longer withstand the huge pulling force.

With a splash of blood, the tongue broke in the middle.

The monster let out an extremely shrill scream and finally escaped the fate of being used as a pendulum.

Under the street light, it was seen dragging its broken body and stumbling to its feet again.

Then, without hesitation, he turned around and fled into the darkness.

Although its appearance and behavior seem like those of an irrational zombie, it still has the ability to sense danger.

At this moment, it has deeply realized that it is far from being a match for the prey in front of it and can only passively take the beating.

If we continue like this, not only will we not get any meat, but we will probably die here.

At this time, a few lights were faintly lit in the surrounding residential buildings.

Apparently, many sleeping neighbors were awakened by the noisy alarms outside.

Even more people were hiding in the darkness, looking out and watching the scene on the street with fear and trepidation.

Especially in the tube-shaped buildings, you can see several familiar faces appearing from behind the windows.

Fang Cheng glanced around quickly and his heart moved slightly.

He straightened the mask on his face.

Looking at the monster's back, I counted to four in my heart.

After letting it run away for dozens of meters, he immediately started chasing after it.

....................................

Two kilometers away, the old town of North Point.

In the dark and damp alleys, sewage is flowing and garbage is piled up.

A man was running desperately in panic.

It was as if some terrifying monster was chasing him from behind.

In the distance, the sound of a police car siren could be heard faintly, breaking the silent and cold night sky.

The man's steps became more hurried, and he looked back from time to time.

The dim light from the street lamps revealed his extremely terrifying and creepy face.

Nearly half of the skin and flesh on his face had fallen off, his lips were turned upside down, his eyeballs were bulging, and there was a faint green light flashing like a ghost fire.

This guy who was running away shouldn't actually be called a human being.

He Yao looked back at the dark direction they came from.

Although I am reluctant to leave that place full of the familiar atmosphere of my loved ones.

But there was no way, he was being targeted by a monster and needed to hide first and then continue to improve his strength.

However, before that...

He Yao's face was distorted and his whole body was shaking. An evil voice kept echoing in his mind.

I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat!

As the lustful voice repeated itself, the remaining rationality was quickly suppressed.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards a house in front of him.

A faint light like a firefly came out from the window.

"I can't eat the flesh and blood of my relatives, so I'll just eat the people here to fill my stomach first!"

"Anyway, that guy... doesn't seem to have caught up with us..."

A fat, gray rat jumped out, squeaking, causing bursts of barking from the dogs.

He Yao couldn't help but gurgle and swallow his saliva.

The battle just now consumed too much energy, making him even more hungry and thirsty, and unable to suppress the desire to feast.

Just as he was about to make a move, a breath suddenly attacked him like a thorn in the bone.

He Yao was startled and immediately landed on his feet. He jumped onto the wall like an animal and nimbly flipped into another alley, trying to shake off the pursuer behind him.

But it didn't take long.

The few seconds of regaining sanity were once again swallowed up by the noisy voices in my heart.

He Yao couldn't bear the extremely suppressed desire to eat, and couldn't help but smile.

"I want to eat meat. If I eat more meat and eat the flesh and blood of my relatives, I can become more human."

"Why? Why don't you let me eat?!"

His heart was filled with anger and greed.

The green light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if will-o'-the-wisp was ignited, burning his will and devouring his body.

Hey.

He Yao paused, stepped into the dirty water, and stopped.

Ten meters away.

Fang Cheng moved his body, his eyes piercing through the darkness, firmly locking onto the figure of the monster.

He followed behind all the time and did not rush to take action.

I just wanted to see where the other party was going to run to.

Suddenly, the monster stopped running and let out a low growl like a beast, then turned around and pounced on him.

It seems... ready to fight to the death.

Fang Cheng snorted coldly, leaped forward to meet the enemy, and delivered a quick and accurate jab to the target's head.

Snapped!
He Yao was caught off guard and was knocked back, falling several times.

Even though it was just a light jab, in Fang Cheng's hands it was as powerful as a heavy artillery.

boom!
When He Yao tried to get up, Fang Cheng rushed forward again and kicked him with a whip kick.

He was kicked out like a ball and hit hard against the wall of the alley.

Kara——

He Yao's entire body sank into the concrete wall behind him, and spider-web-like cracks suddenly appeared on the wall.

It was like being hit head-on by a car.

"Ho...ho..."

He Yao lowered his head, his mouth stretched into a grin, revealing his fangs.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to be broken into pieces, and was on the verge of collapse. His chest was already bloody and shapeless.

But its mouth continued to open and close, as if a hungry beast was trying its best to tear a piece of meat from its prey.

Looking at his crazy appearance, Fang Cheng frowned slightly.

Images of the past flashed through his mind. He recalled the acquaintance between him and He Yao, and the helpless orphans and widows he left behind.

He couldn't help but sighed, then said in a deep voice:
"Brother He, I know you probably don't want to become like this."

"So, let me relieve your pain now, and rest in peace from now on."

As he spoke, Fang Cheng's face became solemn. He twisted his neck and clenched his fists again, making a series of crisp "crackling" sounds.

He was ready to use his Qilin Arm to give his former neighbor the final blow and send him off completely.

"and many more……"

At this moment, He Yao, who had completely lost his mind, suddenly opened his mouth and spoke.

then.

His body felt like a torn sack. He staggered again and managed to stand up.

Fang Cheng looked at him in surprise, his fists still clenched, ready to strike.

He Yao raised his head, his eyes flashing with a strange green light, as if two flames were burning.

"Young man, you should show mercy to others when you can. Why kill them all?"

His tone seemed unusual, with a hint of old age in his voice.

Because half of his tongue was broken, he made a whimpering sound.

It floated faintly in the air, like a biting cold wind blowing from a distant place.

Fang Cheng looked at him intently and said in a deep voice:

"You are not He Yao."

He Yao was silent for a moment, then replied:
"Of course I'm not."

Then he changed the subject and said coldly:

"But He Yao belongs to me..."

(End of this chapter)