Chapter 686 Mad Dog

Their speed is very fast. Although they can't compare with the new humans, they use all four limbs together, at least much faster than ordinary people. At this time, they are like locusts rushing to search frantically on the high garbage mountain. Looking for everything that can be used, and the most important food.

The homeless man who had been sleeping next to him also joined in immediately. Compared with the mutant refugees around him, he was undoubtedly more agile and stronger, and his rummaging speed was faster. Those mutants were far away from him. Yes, it seems that he has suffered from him before, and he is a little afraid of him.

Soon, he actually found a can of luncheon meat, which was already half empty, and the remaining residue was covered with a layer of green mold, exuding a pungent smell, but for refugees, this is already a It was extremely delicious, and countless pairs of eyes that were afraid when looking at him just now became green and hideous.

The homeless man inserted his fingers into the can and pulled out a piece of musty-smelling luncheon meat. The pungent smell made the mutants around him unable to hold back instantly.

"Aww!" The two mutants who were closest to him rushed forward frantically, completely forgetting the previous lesson, only the half of the can was left in their eyes.

boom!

The tramp kicked out hard, with amazing strength in his legs, he actually kicked the guy on the left who rushed forward directly. But at the same time, the mutant on the right had already jumped on his back.

Perhaps because he was starving all the time, the homeless man who looked strong was hit. Two pus-covered, foul-smelling arms strangled the homeless man's neck and pulled him back. The homeless man couldn't stand upright. Steady, being knocked down by him, immediately there are more seven or eight people around, staring at crazy red eyes, rushing up at the same time.

Those who wrench, those who pull feet, those who bite, these mutants are as crazy as wild animals.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The homeless man's eyes also turned red in an instant, as if he wanted to vent all the silence these days.

There was soul power rippling in his body, it turned out to be a soul-casting warrior, powerful power was poured into his left hand, and he even dragged and lifted the mutant hanging on his arm, and swung it out fiercely.

Bang bang bang!

Three or four mutants who jumped on him were immediately swept away by him. The homeless man went crazy, and the arms that strangled his neck made him almost suffocate. A big hole was bitten out in one arm, and the dark and green mutated blood sprayed out immediately, the mutated man screamed in pain, and the strength in his hand was slightly weakened.

The homeless man stood up, grabbed the neck of the mutant man hanging behind him with his left hand, and threw it forward violently.

boom!

Another four or five people were knocked down, but this couldn't scare the mutants who were already stimulated by the smell of luncheon meat. Another four or five people surrounded them from all directions. Crazy killing intent.

This homeless man has been here for more than ten days, robbed a lot of things that should belong to them, and made these mutants angry. It's just that they were a little scared when they couldn't beat him before, but now everyone is staring at him, how brave they are , coupled with the stimulation of luncheon meat, this group of people became murderous.

More people rushed forward, biting, kicking, or scratching, trying to tear the homeless man apart. This homeless man had obviously practiced, but he was not good at it. At the beginning, the resistance was still somewhat tricky, and some fists and kicks could be seen However, when the number of besieging people increased, and when his physical strength and exhaustion accumulated, his shots became chaotic, and he was quickly bitten to nothing.

In this crazy atmosphere, either kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy!

The tramp also went crazy, and he may have lost his way of attacking, but he is strong and flexible, and he is more ruthless than these mutants who have lived in the garbage dump all their lives!

A mutant bit his arm, and he immediately bit back with red eyes, biting off the man's stinky ear, a mutant hugged his thigh, and he pressed his whole body crazy, regardless of other people around him. To attack, he waved his fist and directly blasted the mutant's chest into the deformed depression.

The battle soon came to an end, and the tramp was covered in blood, some from him, some from mutants, some red and some green.

He was pressed against a mutant, gasping heavily, his whole body was shaking, and there was a large piece of rotten meat in his mouth, which was directly bitten off the mutant's face.

The mutated man covered his face and screamed. There were more than a dozen people lying around in a mess. The homeless man spat out the stinky piece of rotten meat onto the ground. His eyes were radiating a crazy red light, and he looked around.

Fierce gazes swept around, aiming at the mutants around who were still about to move, like a silent roar and demonstration.

All the mutants quieted down, stopped their ready-to-move pace, and no one dared to come up again.

The stupid ones are afraid of being stunned, the dazed ones are afraid of dying, and the desperate ones are afraid of going crazy.

He even dared to bite into his mouth the rotten flesh with the stench and endless viruses, what else would he not dare to do? Even mutants aren't that crazy.

There was deep fear in the eyes of all mutants. Timidity was their natural talent. They were only stimulated by food just now. They always bullied the weak instead of challenging the strong.

The homeless man supported his scarred and exhausted body, and got up from the mutant who was covering his face. He looked around, and all the mutants retreated wherever his eyes passed.

Hey...

In front of all the mutants, he opened the can of luncheon meat, ate the whole thing, and even licked the shell of the can. The mutants were drooling and staring intently, but no one dared to say anything. The sound, the homeless man seems to be full, or maybe the battle just now made him no longer have the strength to continue searching.

He limped back to the place where he was sleeping, next to the garbage dump, then wrapped a torn blanket around his body, and lay down.

The surroundings became quiet, and the homeless man was listening to the movement around him. Soon, the rustling sounds of those rummaging through the trash came again, as if the war just now did not exist at all.

"Hey..." A self-deprecating laugh popped out of the tramp's throat. The blood-red eyes just now dimmed and became cloudy, full of deep despair and emptiness.

He closes his eyes.

The picture of ten days ago appeared in my mind.

"After the unanimous verdict of the Federal Parliament, the Chief Inspector of the Tianjing Supervisory Court, and dozens of jurors, the verdict is as follows."

"Ma Dong, convicted of stealing federal secrets, bribing high-ranking officials of the Dimension Research Institute, and organizing the construction of an illegal new area, deprived of his federal citizenship rights, deprived of all illegally obtained property, exiled to the wilderness, ordered to leave Tianjing City within one day, and prohibited from appealing, hereby The verdict takes effect immediately!"

Finally walked out of the musty cell, the long-lost day, but Ma Dong's mood was heavier than when he stayed in the cell.

(Two in one, ask for a monthly pass, thank you!)