Chapter 103

Xu Yang's body staggers to Ding Ling's direction. What he has just experienced makes his spirit a little trance. At his feet, many of them have not died, most of them have broken their hands and feet, but since they are not dead, they will attack. They have forgotten the enemy and ourselves, the mutilated and dying monsters, biting each other on the ground.

Xu Yang passed by Xu Lingshan. The poor woman's legs were crushed by a motorcycle. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her chest was still undulating. Although still alive in the world, but if no one came to the treatment, will not live long.

Xu Yang didn't care about her, his eyes only Ding Ling.

He walked toward Ding Ling, but behind him, he Jin, the leader of broken finger, stood up slowly.

He Jin's left arm had been crushed by Bugatti Veyron's tire, and the black tentacles crawled out of his wound and gradually covered his body. When he was on the verge of death, he Jin took a box of medicine, which was a box of white pills hidden in a red box. He Jin struggled to pour a lot of pills into his mouth, and then he was reborn.

His body has been wrapped by black tentacles, and the broken part of his body has been made up by the polymer of tentacles. Step by step, he walks towards Xu Yang, and the soles of his shoes covered with tentacles make a disgusting "Bata" sound on the concrete floor.

There are several white pills in the box, but it doesn't matter any more. The monster threw the red one on the ground.

Xu Yang did not hear the footsteps behind him at all, and the voice of the desert eagle had not spread in his ears. The intense tinnitus made him immersed in a dead silence.

Xu Yang is a little bit close to Ding Ling, with a smile on her face. If Ding Ling wakes up at this time and opens her eyes to see Xu Yang smiling, she must feel very handsome, right? Xu Yang worked hard to squeeze out a smile, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose.

Before he had time to wake Ding Ling up and let her see her own heroism, one hand ran through his body.

The tentacled hand smashed his belly with a blow.

Xu Yang didn't even have time to scream. His body was raised high by the people behind him. His mouth opened and closed, just like a fish trapped on a dry bank and unable to breathe.

Good die not die, Ding Ling unexpectedly woke up at this time.

She opened her eyes with difficulty.

Is this hell? Ding Ling never imagined the scene of hell, but if there is a hell, it should be the scene in front of her.

"Run." She heard a familiar voice.

"Run." The voice repeated the word again.

Ding Ling raised her head slowly and looked at the source of the sound. She looks like Xu Yang who was punctured in the chest.

On the huge palm of Xu Yang's body, something was wriggling and absorbing the blood from the wound.

Xu Yang can't see anything, his mouth keeps opening and closing, because he is still trying to send out the same syllable - "run".

Ding Ling couldn't escape at all. Her body was nailed to the ground with great fear.

In the rear of everyone, Xu Lingshan, who was pressed by the motorcycle, reached out and fumbled to one side. There was a red medicine box on the ground beside her.

Xu Yang's mouth stopped moving. He died.

In his life, this weak childe only forced him once. In order to save his favorite woman like a hero, he finally forced him once. The drug addicts were hit by him with super run, and then he blasted the rest of the gangsters with desert eagle. As a childe who has achieved nothing, he has done well.

But unfortunately, Ding Ling didn't see all this.

Ding Ling saw only his last miserable death.

He Jin, whose body is covered with tentacles, throws Xu Yang, who has been drained of blood, to the ground. He then walks towards Ding Ling and Zhou Heng. Excessive consumption of "red apple", he should have died directly, but he survived, escaped the punishment of death, he Jin ushered in the unimaginable power. At the moment, his strength can be compared with the king Python Zhou Heng met in Qingyu lake.

He would suck the blood of everyone present, and then go on foot to the city to start a brutal killing. The killing will not stop unless someone can bring in tanks and troops.

He Jin raised his arms wrapped with tentacles, and his face was covered with black tentacles. Except for his eyes, other parts, including his mouth and ears, were filled with tentacles. The only exposed eye was staring at Ding Ling below.

Arm down.

Suddenly, he Jin's body was broken from the middle.

Like a wooden stick, he Jin's body was hit by a strong force from the side at the waist, and then he broke into two pieces from the middle.

In Ding Ling's field of vision, he Jin's body was knocked out.

If he was an ordinary man, he would not be able to live. Unfortunately, he Jin is not an ordinary person.The creeping tentacles on his body soon mended his broken body. He Jin stood up, and then he looked at the thing that hit him - like him, it was a monster.

The monster has long black hair, and its body is covered with Turquoise scales. These scales open and close gently with the breath of the monster, as if it had vitality.

"Sister Lingshan?" Ding Ling recognized the monster.

The monster did not speak, and white steam came out of the cracks in her scales.

Then, she flew out like a bullet and hit ho Jin with all her tentacles at high speed.

This is a fight between monsters. He Jin has incomparable strength and recovery ability, while Xu Lingshan has elusive speed and sharp scales.

He Jin opened his huge arms and wanted to hold the monster in his arms, and then squeeze it into a mass of meat sauce. But he threw himself in the air.

Xu Lingshan is as agile as a bird. The steam ejected from her body gives her the ability to take off for a short time. She is like a real bird, sweeping to the top of He Jin's head.

All the scales on Xu Lingshan's arms are open. These scales are sharper than knives and daggers. Her body falls vertically from the air, and her arms fall towards He Jin's head. She wants to tear He Jin in two.

With He Jin's reaction ability, there is no way to make the right response to such high-speed action, but his action does not need his brain to make decisions. It's the tentacles that control his body.

The tentacles wriggled and exploded upward.