Rescue the Desperate Girl from the Death Hall

There was no harvest all morning, coupled with the bloody and oppressive environment, and the upper race that may appear at any time, all kinds of pressure made him a little irritable.

"Calm down, think about it, where is the best place to hide people in such a huge residential area?"

Residential buildings, small supermarkets, restaurants, parking lots...

"Food, water, concealment..."

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Jiang Chun quickly wiped out the food, took out the blood sword to restrain his inner impulse, and took a nap against the chair.

An hour later, Jiang Chun, whose recovery power has been greatly improved, rubbed his neck, and the previous fatigue dissipated.

It's a pity that the system didn't convert physical strength into numerical values. Jiang Chun can only estimate that his physical strength has recovered by [-] to [-]%.

After turning on the skill, Jiang Chun walked in the middle of the road generously.

Rather than carefully hiding in the dark, Jiang Chun prefers to walk in wide areas when he cannot see the upper race.

He didn't want to come around the corner and encounter a surprise.

Skills are not stealth, standing directly in front of the enemy will only taste a sweet slap.

Standing in front of the door, the corners of Jiang Chun's mouth curled up slightly.

Although there are bloodstains on the counter, the shelves are also scattered all over the place.

But something is clearly missing.

Chapter 13: Heterogeneous

"Go away, you disgusting, rotten bastard!"

"Oh huh huh huh, mighty Lord Alec, where did you go to find the 'beast'?"

"If you don't want your stinky body to be hammered to pieces, then get out of my place!"

A towering man with a height of nearly two meters, with a large number of muscles hidden under the bronze skin, with an explosive figure and a fierce aura, he glared fiercely at the yellow-haired man leaning against the wall.

The yellow-haired man held several slender intestines in his hands. When he squeezed them with his fingers, some remaining substances in the intestines were squeezed to his fingertips.

With a flick of the thumb, the matter on the fingertips instantly flew towards the tall and strong Alec.

With a punch, those substances scattered and splashed onto the arm. The place where it was splashed was like a fire, and all the hair was scorched. There was a horrid smell in the air, which was also mixed with the smell of burnt.

Stretching out his hand to wipe off the disgusting thing on his arm, the corroded pitted hole on his hand instantly recovered.

"Do you want to die?"

Alec sprinted, veins popped out of his hands, grabbed the yellow-haired man by the neck, and lifted him into the air.

"I'm so sorry for being slippery for a while, Master Alec, do you want to try my favorite delicacy?"

The yellow-haired man could not see any fear in his eyes, and was even full of sarcasm and disdain.

Waving the intestines in his hand, he slapped Alec's face with a slap, burning the flesh and blood, revealing the golden bones.

Alec's palm violently crushed the yellow-haired man's neck, smashing the body into a nearby building like a dead dog.

Looking at the corroded pits and blood stains on the palm, Alec frowned, tore off the blood stained palm, and threw it aside.

A lot of green light emerged from the severed limb, and in an instant, new palms grew from the severed limb.

After moving his stiff wrist, Alec stood in place like a giant tree, staring at the house that had a big hole punched out by him.

After 1 minute, a shrill laugh sounded from the ruins.

"As expected of Master Alec, the powerful power is really frightening."

The yellow-haired man walked out of the ruins with his dusty intestines, and at the same time wrapped the intestines around his neck and tied a weird bow.

"I'm also very helpless about the food shortage. Master Alec has so much food in his hands, so why not share some with me?"

The man with yellow hair grabbed Alec's brand new right hand and carefully looked at the huge palm full of strength.

"If you really want to die, even if Xiu comes, I will definitely beat you to death!"

Every word was like thunder, and the cold murderous intent was like a needle prick, the man with yellow hair finally put away his smile.

"Tch, you don't understand art, you waste food."

After retreating about ten meters in a row, the yellow-haired man untied the bow tie, inhaled it in one gulp, and finally licked his smelly fingers, showing a satisfied smile.

"By the way, Xiu asked you to meet him whenever you have time. He is becoming more and more dissatisfied with your behavior."

"Be careful, you bloody alien, hahaha!"

The yellow-haired man laughed hysterically, and the laughter became smaller and smaller until he completely left Alec's sight.

"Disgusting guy!"

He has short black hair, and his angular face is covered with frost. The muscles on his body rise and fall like breathing, and the blood vessels and veins on his arms are wrapped around his body like tattoos.

"Hmph, Xiu, you're just an insidious lunatic."

After smashing the street lamp with one punch, Alec took a deep breath, with deep disdain and a trace of fear for that name.

......

"Want to wait until evening?"

At this time, Jiang Chun has already transferred several suspicious places, but nothing has been gained.

At this time, he came to the second floor of a residential building, and was very distressed after checking the time.

He admitted that he had overestimated his search ability. If it was so easy to find the hidden survivors, they would have been found by the higher races long ago.

Shaking his head irritably, Jiang Chun seriously considered his next move.

If you stay here, you may encounter survivors coming out late at night, which will be more conducive to the development of the situation.

But Meiya stayed in the mansion alone for a long time, and it would be very dangerous if a higher race enters the mansion while sleeping at night.

After all, Meiya is just an ordinary girl. Even if she has weapons to defend herself, it is impossible to be on guard day and night.

"One night...should..."

"Forget it, I still don't worry, I will definitely be scared if I am not in Meiya at night."

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Chun decided not to bet on the possibility of the survivors showing up.

From the perspective of the overall situation of the world, he knew that his decision was a bit stupid.

Meiya with her innocent and lovely smile appeared in his mind, Jiang Chun decided to follow his heart and guard by her side.

Maybe not just because of missions and games?

"Phew, look again, maybe there is some secret passage, which I ignored before."

If possible, Jiang Chun really didn't want to pass by the square and garden outside.

Inactive pieces of meat and bones are scattered everywhere. As time goes by, the sun exposure gradually rots and stinks. All kinds of flies and unknown bugs fly everywhere. If you are not careful, you will be thrown on your face or even the mouth and nose.

"Huh? That person? No, is that a person?"

A silver-haired man with a short cut, wearing a tight black suit that looked like an exercise suit, walked calmly on the square.

Jiang Chun thought for a while, turned on his skills and went downstairs, staring at the silver-haired man at a distance not far away.

The man's clothes were a little dirty, but they looked like they were stained with dust and sweat, and there was no blood on his body.

The most important thing is temperament. He does not have the bloodthirsty, crazy, and indifferent temperament of the upper race, and he feels more calm and stable.

Suddenly, Jiang Chun, who was following him, noticed that he had stopped, took out a pair of knuckles from his pocket, put them on, and stood there quietly.

With a movement of his eyes, Jiang Chun slowly approached him, until he was about 50 meters away from him, and found a hidden place to hide.

"Waiting for someone or?"

Jiang Chun was sure that he hadn't found him, otherwise he would have made a sound.

But it’s not good to jump out. Although it doesn’t look like a high-ranking race, if you are blind and don’t have the other party’s information, once you fight to the death, the probability of overturning is very high.

"Huh? Has it been dismantled? It's good to dismantle it, so that the guy's stupid art won't disgust me all day long."

Alec looked at the steel pipes and human heads that disappeared in the fountain, but didn't say anything.

Don't say I didn't do it by myself, even if it was, he didn't dare to do anything when that guy came, he was just too lazy to clean up, otherwise how could he make that stupid art disgust him.

Shaking his neck and breaking his fingers at the same time, there was a crackling sound.

Alec felt that the blood in his body was boiling.

"How much fun can you give me today?"

Chapter 14: Backstab of justice!

"Is this guy a rock? He has been standing still for more than ten minutes."

Jiang Chun sat on the grass in the green belt, staring closely at the silver-haired Bunny, but he stood still like a robot crashing.

Jiang Chun was a little anxious, thinking whether to jump out and give him a sword first, and then torture him for his identity after subduing him.

Just as he was slowly touching it with his skills, a figure gradually approached from the fountain in the distance.

Jiang Chun hurriedly returned to the previous hiding place, slowed down his breathing, and carefully observed the two of them.

"Hey, hey, this guy is too big."

The black-haired man with explosive muscles stood in front of Cun Tou, and the strong Cun Tou suddenly became much shorter. His height was half a head shorter, and his shoulder width was exaggerated. The black-haired man's shoulders were nearly one meter wide, and his thick arms were even about the size of Jiang Chun's thighs. .

Although the strength is not necessarily the same as the appearance, maybe he is a man who looks strong but is actually weak and plays magic?

Jiang Chun swallowed, trying to comfort himself.

He hates this kind of enemy the most now. If they really fight, it will be an assassin fighting a berserker, and there is no such thing as a sword.

"Why on earth is this?" The silver-haired man who thought he was like a stone, but his expression remained unchanged in front of Feng Langmian, had fear and anger in his tone.

"Because you can bring me pleasure, so I won't let you die so soon."

Alec stretched out his hand and patted the silver-haired man's shoulder, and streams of green aura rushed into the man's body crazily.

"As my fierce prey, you have to make me feel the joy of fighting."

"Don't worry, do your best. You saw my ability yesterday. You won't die."