Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 134: Illusionary Counterattack
The key is that the other party mentioned immune people!
Ou Yang had just felt something was wrong, and then he suddenly discovered that there was no smell of spores in this place!

He was extremely surprised: Are all the people imprisoned here immune?
Immune people are not cabbages. Although after more than two months of trials and tribulations, immunity is not as rare as it was at the beginning of the epidemic, it is not easy to find them.

Just for research purposes, there is no need for so many immune people, and there is no need to lock people in cages.

The burly sheriff opened the iron gate and warned with a forced smile, "Everyone, cooperate, or you'll suffer!"

What to match?
Three people had the same question at the same time.

Two women dressed as nurses followed the old man. They walked into the iron cage, displayed their blood-drawing tools, and pricked the fingertips of three people to verify on the spot: "Professor, two are type B, and one is type O."

"Not bad, not bad!" The old man smiled even more happily, "Bring them out and give them a snack later!"

"My pleasure!" the sheriff agreed, and with a wave of his hand, several strong police officers immediately escorted the three men out of the iron cage.

Just by looking at the old man's malicious expression, Ou Yang knew that nothing good was going to happen next.

He tried to struggle twice, but couldn't break free from the police officer's strong hands, and was treated even more roughly instead.

There's no other way, just take it one step at a time.

The inmates looked over, some felt the same way, some felt sad for the other, and some gloated over the other's misfortune.

The police officers escorted the three people out of the detention area and skillfully secured them to reclining chairs.

Well, it’s the kind of chair in romantic action movies where you can sit half-lying down and your legs can be spread apart.

"What do you want to do!" Zhu Yiming tried his best to resist, but his arms were no match for his thighs, and he was forcefully suppressed by the police officers and pinned to the chair.

Because he refused to cooperate, he was tied up tighter.

Ou Yang obeyed on the surface, but secretly tensed his muscles. After the police officers finished tying him up, he quietly relaxed to buy some space for his limbs to move.

Three female nurses, one tall, one fat, and one thin, came forward and skillfully tied a tourniquet. After finding the blood vessel, they took out a thick preparation needle and were about to insert it into the arm.

Several people suddenly realized that no wonder those immune people all looked half-dead, it turned out that it was due to blood draws!

Ou Yang's pupils dilated: "Blood Alliance, you are from the Blood Alliance!"

Got it, he understood everything.

Only those in the Blood Alliance would tirelessly search for those who are immune.

Only people from the Blood Alliance would lock up the immune people and continuously draw their blood!

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about the blood alliance just now, but when he remembered that this was the police station, he rejected the idea.

Zhu Yiming didn't know what the Blood Alliance was, but it didn't sound like a good thing.

He immediately stopped working: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!"

He struggled with all his might, twisting his arms back and forth to prevent the fat nurse from giving him the chance to inject.

"Hold him down!"

Two police officers immediately held Zhu Yiming down tightly, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

Just as the needle was about to pierce his skin, Zhu Yiming thought quickly and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Don't smoke, don't smoke, I have AIDS, I have AIDS!"

The fat nurse's hand trembled, and the needle tilted and pierced the back of her hand, but she acted as if she didn't feel it and quickly took two steps back.

The police officer who was holding Zhu Yiming down also looked as if he had seen a ghost. He took a few steps back and rubbed his palms hard.

Jiang Yuwei was speechless. It was unbelievable that he could come up with such a bad idea.

Ou Yang was stunned. Is there such a thing?
This disease has been around for more than 40 years and has undergone a long transition from fear to acceptance and then to tolerance.

But for ordinary people, AIDS is a very distant disease. Knowing about it is one thing, but being willing to come into contact with it or daring to come into contact with it is another completely different matter!
At this moment, everyone present knew that Zhu Yiming was talking nonsense, but no one was willing to continue to contact him.

The professor's face darkened: "Draw blood and test him first!"

The fat nurse looked grim, carefully put on another layer of gloves, and picked up the blood-drawing needle again.

Zhu Yiming continued to shout, but no one paid any attention to him.

Ou Yang felt the same pain, but he was powerless to do anything. He watched helplessly as the needle pierced his skin and entered his blood vessel, and the dark red blood continued to flow into the blood collection bag.

The tallest nurse had already come in front of Ou Yang, and there seemed to be a cold light shining on the sharp blood collection needle.

Ou Yang gritted his teeth and was about to make up a serious enough disease for himself when he suddenly smelled a faint scent of spores.

He took a deep breath, yes, it was spores!

Ou Yang looked at the man in the white coat in front of him in surprise: "You are infected!"

"Wow, you figured it out!" Nurse Gao admitted without hesitation, a delighted smile spreading across her pretty face. She leaned in closer and whispered, "I'm type B too!"

The others also looked like they were enjoying the show and didn't care at all what Ou Yang was shouting.

But Ou Yang's expression became very strange.

He could smell the breathing of the two people, but he could not smell the spores. In fact, the original smell was much weaker.

The source of the spores is not this nurse?
He immediately lowered his head and sniffed a few times, and found that the smell was actually coming from himself!
The place where the smell is strongest is where the fungal mat is contaminated.

Is creep spores? Or does creep contain spores?

But it doesn't matter anymore. The world in Ou Yang's eyes is distorting. The police officers standing on his left and right have curved horns on their heads and their tails are swinging back and forth.

"No--" Ou Yang suddenly shouted, and his body suddenly bounced up like a compressed spring, and then suddenly fell down.

The female nurse who was about to give the injection was startled, and the police officers were also stunned.

What's wrong with this guy?
Obviously, the two of them hadn't started fighting yet, but Ou Yang's body was twisting up and down and left and right, and his shoulders and arms seemed to be stuck tightly to the chair, not moving at all, as if he was being held down by an invisible big hand, which looked particularly strange.

The unusual scene stunned everyone present, and it seemed as if a chill rose from the soles of their feet.

How on earth did he do it?
Is he possessed by a demon?
Even Zhu Yiming and Jiang Yuwei are no exception.

The scene in Ou Yang's eyes continued to distort, and the only remaining trace of rationality made him realize that he was about to fall into an illusion.

No, I can't be controlled by the illusion, I can't...

However, the fungal mat that rubbed against Ou Yang had already dried and hardened, and continued to emit spores. The smell of spores in his nasal cavity became stronger and stronger, and the distortion became more and more obvious.

It's like when a man sees a beautiful woman, he instinctively wants to look at her a few more times. It's purely a physiological instinct and is not controlled by the brain at all.

How to do?
what should I do?
At the critical moment when he was about to lose his consciousness, Ou Yang had a flash of inspiration and suddenly hypnotized himself in his mind: I am Superman, I have infinite strength!

The echo resounded in Ou Yang's heart, and his consciousness gradually faded. However, the psychological suggestion just now had taken effect. His thoughts, which had lost their independent consciousness, actually added in his mind: I am Superman, I have infinite strength, and no one can trap me!
Transform, I want to transform——

His thoughts, having lost their autonomy, quickly went astray, and he didn't know what role he had been put into.

The professor was already impatient: "Hurry up!" The tall nurse came back to her senses and stabbed the blood collection needle into her arm. As soon as the needle pierced the skin, Ou Yang suddenly let out a wild and inhuman roar: Ao——

The nurse's hand trembled and the needle went astray.

When he looked up, he was shocked to find that Ou Yang's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and his muscles were tense and as hard as steel!
She looked confused: What happened?
"Roar--" Ou Yang roared again, and suddenly exerted force with his arms. With a loud bang, he actually broke the restraints on his arms!
The professor's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and he immediately yelled, "Hold him down!"

The two police officers took action immediately, but they couldn't hold Ou Yang down. It was as if they were holding down not a person, but a bear!

Yes, it’s a bear!

Ou Yang had completely fallen into hallucination. He suddenly stopped struggling and took advantage of the moment when the two policemen were stunned to hit the policeman on the right with his headbutt on his hooked nose.

Police Officer A's nose was bleeding, tears were streaming, and he involuntarily loosened his hands.

With his right arm free, Ou Yang raised his palm like a knife and stabbed it hard into the throat of Police Officer B on the left.

Officer B had difficulty breathing and let go and stepped back.

The tall nurse screamed in shock. Ou Yang pulled out the needle from his arm and pierced her trachea with his backhand.

The nurse was terrified and crawled to the side using her hands and feet. She did not dare to pull out the needle from her throat until she was far away from Ou Yang.

Seeing that the situation was not good, guards Zhu Yiming, Jiang Yuwei and the police officers immediately rushed forward, and the fat and thin nurses quickly retreated.

Ou Yang leaned over, untied the restraints on his legs, supported himself on the recliner with one hand, turned around without warning and kicked Police Officer C in the head.

The movements are clean and neat, even more beautiful than movie special effects.

The force was so powerful that Officer C flew into the air and fell unconscious to the ground without a sound.

Zhu Yiming...

Jiang Yuwei...

Dumbfounded X2, is this still the Ou Yang they know?

The police captain who had been following the professor drew his gun and started shooting, but Ou Yang grabbed the oncoming police officer D first and hid behind police officer D.

The sheriff fired two consecutive shots, both hitting Officer D’s...bulletproof vest!
It didn't penetrate, but it still seriously injured Officer Ding.

The bullet flew past Zhu Yiming's head, scaring him so much that his eyes widened and he cursed in his heart.

He was almost shot in the head!
The professor quickly stopped him: "Don't shoot, catch him alive!"

He didn't know why Ou Yang became like this, but he could see the research value of it at a glance!
The sheriff didn't listen to him at all. He waved his hand to push the professor behind him, aimed at Ou Yang and was about to empty the magazine.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to listen, but he simply doesn’t dare to listen!
In just the time it took to say a word, Ou Yang had already dealt with the last two police officers.

The sheriff's head was buzzing.

He never believed in things like kung fu, but what he had just witnessed forced him to believe it.

Otherwise, how could he, with such a small stature and frail body, knock down six well-trained police officers in a row in such a short time?

With the help of the spores, Ou Yang's facial features became sharper than ever before. He grabbed the thin nurse hiding in the corner, lifted her up in his hand like a rag bag, and swung her fiercely at the sheriff.

The sheriff shrank away from the screaming thin nurse, but the professor behind him was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground by the nurse.

The thin nurse got up immediately, but the professor under her was different. One of his arms was twisted strangely and several of his ribs were broken.

Although the nurse is thin, she weighs at least 100 pounds. The professor is old and frail, how could he endure such torture?

Before the screams had died down, the sheriff fired several shots based on his instincts. The bullets flew everywhere in the narrow blood collection room. One of them hit Zhu Yiming right between his legs, scaring him to death on the spot.

"Save me, save me, save me quickly——"

Jiang Yuwei was almost shot as well, and screamed in panic: "Ahhhh——"

Ou Yang turned a deaf ear to him, rolled over on the spot, pulled out a pistol of unknown model from the waist of the fallen police officer, loaded the gun and released the safety in one go.

The sheriff, who had emptied his magazine, was about to change it when he heard the familiar sound of a gun being loaded.

When he looked up, he saw the black muzzle of a gun pointing at him.

The action of reloading suddenly froze: "Shette!"

boom--

With a gunshot, the bullet pierced the sheriff's forehead, opened half of his skull, and blood splattered all over the thin nurse's head and face.

She stared blankly at the empty back of the sheriff's head, her eyes rolled back and she fainted on the ground.

Ou Yang stood up and shot the police officer and nurse who had fallen to the ground to death with a few shots.

Throughout the entire process, there was no trace of fluctuation in his eyes.

Zhu Yiming felt terrible, he shut his mouth tightly, and kept giving Jiang Yuwei a look: "Shut up, shut up!"

Jiang Yuwei was frightened by Ou Yang's cruelty and didn't pay any attention to Zhu Yiming at all. Fortunately, she didn't continue screaming.

Zhu Yiming thought his reminder had worked, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Don't make a sound, don't make a sound!"

He had seen too many infected people trapped in illusions, and he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Ou Yang.

But the others were just making small moves, talking more than taking action, but this guy was different, he made a comeback, turned the tables, and killed the opponent on the spot!

What on earth did he imagine himself to be?

But these are not the key points. The key is that Ou Yang is not in the right state. Don't attract his attention at this time. Once he mistakes you for an enemy, you're doomed!
Ou Yang ignored the two of them and instead stripped off the police officers' uniforms, bulletproof vests and other items and put them on himself, then quickly collected the guns and bullets from the police officers.

By the way, he also smeared someone's blood on his face.

Despite being in an illusion, Ou Yang knew where he was and that a large number of police officers would come to support him soon. Only by outsmarting him could he have a chance of survival.

There were chaotic footsteps in the corridor. Ou Yang picked up the sheriff's body and rushed out, screaming in panic: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, it's me—"

Just by looking at them, he could see clearly how many people had come.

The police officer who rushed over did not know Ou Yang, but knew the police chief and subconsciously treated him as one of their own.

It is not a good habit to recognize the uniform instead of the person.

Ou Yang pretended to miss and dropped the sheriff's body to the ground. While the police officer's attention was drawn to the body, he took out the pistol that had been hidden under the body.

A police officer noticed something was wrong: "Be careful——"

Before he could finish his words, gunshots rang out. Ou Yang hit the torso first and then the head, emptying the magazine in one breath and knocking down all four police officers.

(End of this chapter)