Because of money.

Because my father was drunk.

Because my mother had an affair.

Anyway, a lot...

Liu Tianming still remembers that they were hiding behind their backs and whispered in a low voice.

I remember the dispute in another room late at night.

I remember my father was beating someone and my mother was yelling.

All these things are gray parts of memory. Liu Tianming has always wanted to forget them. Whenever he is unhappy or can't sleep, he will sit on the bed and stare out the window in a daze. This habit has continued to this day. It is precisely because of the gray memories in childhood that he has never made him feel happy that he cherishes his care for Chen Po. Especially when it comes to whether Chen Po should be destroyed, he always feels difficult to choose.

Now, Liu Tianming is lying in bed awake, thinking about the future.

He was not sure how bad things would be.

But I was also infected.

If, one day in the future, I will become like Chen Po, will Zheng Xiaoyue pick up the kitchen knife and chop off my head?

Gradually, Liu Tianming finally felt his eyelids a little heavy. He liked to feel tired and stopped thinking endlessly at this time.

Just as he put his pillow back on and wanted to adjust his posture and lie down, he suddenly saw a person swaying on the empty road outside.

He walked along the street. The surface of his skin was covered with scratches on his round belly. These traces should be caused by something sharp, interlaced back and forth on the surface of his body, as if looking down from the sky to the center of the city, the dense network of roads.

He was very fat, more than twice as fat as the fattest guy Liu Tianming had ever seen. His whole body was filled with fat, and his body was like a full balloon, swaying back and forth on the road. Without wearing shoes, his feet were stepping on the ground, making a "click" sound.

This guy has no hair on his head. Although he is so fat, his legs are steady and his every step is full of strength. He seems to have a special preference for vehicles, and every car parked on the side of the road is gently stroked by him with his palms. After that, a long gray-white mark will be left on the surface of the car. It looks dirty, like a thick layer of paint.

Liu Tianming thought to himself, maybe this is a guy with a special hobby of destruction.

He may be holding a brush or spraying can of paint in his hand, and is applying oil paint to the vehicle in the simplest way. After dawn, the owners nearby will definitely be furious and stomp their feet and curse.

This is a man. The male symbol between his legs is very large and cannot be ignored.

Liu Tianming didn't understand why he didn't wear clothes?

He walked towards his house, turned to the sidewalk opposite and stopped among two tall sycamore trees.

The distance is very close.

The night wind blew in the air, his loose arms fell on both sides of his shoulders, and his chest was supported by fat, with large red marks. I don’t know if it was paint or something. By the way, I read it wrong. He has hair, but the number is very small. The messy hair fluttered in the breeze, half long and not short, which easily reminds people of the beautiful models in the shampoo advertisement who were flying in the air with their hair swinging in the air, but the figure difference was too big.

The moon emerged from the depths of the clouds, and silver light shone down from the sky.

His eyes were dull and dull in the faint moonlight. What was even more terrifying was that a chaotic energy was released in his eyes, scanning the surroundings.

The moment the moonlight appeared, Liu Tianming felt that his whole body was frozen like an electric shock. His breathing suddenly stopped, and his hands were frozen in the air. His whole body completely lost consciousness. Even the blood in his body stopped flowing.

Liu Tianming knows this person.

Although the fat man's face had been deformed on a large scale, and the swelling and pus made him unrecognizable, Liu Tianming could clearly know that this was Wang Fushou, the owner of the Fu'an chicken farm.

This is not a careful and careful judgment of things by the naked eye, but a potential sensing from cells in the body.

Without too much thought, Liu Tianming put on his clothes as fast as possible.

Have to go out, have to go out and catch this guy.

Although Liu Tianming was a little afraid of looking at Wang Fushou's eyes full of death, he knew an extremely terrifying fact.

Wang Fushou was bitten by Xiao Wu. He was infected and had mutated.

...

Wang Fushou has been looking for food.

His legs were very flexible. After getting rid of the police and villagers who were chasing him, he got into the garbage room on the roadside without thinking. There was a stench there. Except for the cleaners and scavengers, anyone with normal minds would not want to go in. Wang Fushou stayed there until late at night, and could no longer hear any movement outside, so he crawled out.

As he swung along the way, Wang Fushou also encountered many vehicles flying by on the road. He did not walk in the middle of the dangerous road, but walked along the sidewalk. His fat and naked body was very eye-catching under the street lights. Many vehicles slowed down one after another. The people in the car rolled down the window glass and looked at him with surprise and disgust. Whenever this happened, Wang Fushou would open his mouth wide and start singing at the top of his throat.

"I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it over to the police uncle. The uncle borrowed the money and pointed his head at me. I said to the uncle: Uncle is shameless!"

This is a typical behavior of a psychopath.

Only the madman who has unclear brains will sway on the road in the middle of the night, bare butt, exposing his chick, and then shouting and scolding the absurd songs.

Wang Fushou wanted to make these people feel that they were just crazy. Only in this way can they become safe.

This is also the most effective hunting method. As long as a car is parked by, Wang Fushou will immediately pounce on without hesitation and nibble the necks of those who want to laugh at him.

He was very lucky, there were no pedestrians on the road, and even if a few cars stopped, the engine did not stop. The people in the car listened to their singing and looked at themselves with contempt and sudden eyes. Then, they spit hard at themselves, speeding up the car again, leaving the dirty thick phlegm and flying dust to themselves.

Liu Tianming changed into a dark black sweatshirt and walked steadily on the road.

This is the clothes he has prepared long ago. Street stall goods are very cheap and are most suitable for use at this time.

Liu Tianming did not go out of the community gate, but opened the window and jumped directly. The place was not high from the ground, and with his speed and flexibility, he would not be injured even if he fell directly into the ground. Moreover, it was closest to where Wang Fushou had stayed before, so he could catch up quickly.

Wang Fushou felt someone chasing him behind him.

He did not look back, and without hesitation, he immediately ran straight ahead.

Liu Tianming was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that Wang Fushou's reaction would be so flexible. He looked around and saw that there was no one around and quickly accelerated the speed on his feet.

Wang Fushou did not run far.

He crawled into a nearby alley. Just as Liu Tianming had just chased in, Wang Fushou had turned around, opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth, and rushed towards Liu Tianming with a saliva that emitted a stinky odor.

Wang Fushou felt that Liu Tianming was the most suitable food for him.

He was surprised that he would find such delicious prey in a densely populated downtown?

Although I haven't eaten it so far, Wang Fushou thinks this way. Because there is an indescribable excitement in his body, it is so intense and so chaotic. Even when he is hiding in a puddle for many days, his satisfaction and sense of need for food has never exceeded his current state when facing the corpse of a drowning child.

Just like a person who has been hungry for many days, he suddenly saw a big bowl of braised pork with oil and hot oil.

Liu Tianming was caught off guard, and the two of them collided head-on. Wang Fushou bit his left shoulder and tore off a large piece of it with his belt.

"Swish————”

The sound of the clothes being torn apart was very loud. Wang Fushou did not think about it, but raised his neck and opened his mouth to swallow the piece of meat. A large piece of blood spurted out from Liu Tianming's wound, splashing on Wang Fushou's face. He licked it with his rough tongue covered with thorns on his surface, and light suddenly came out of his turbid eyes.

The taste is really good.

This piece of meat has the taste of this blood, and I don’t know how many times more than the food I’ve eaten before. The difference is like the green vegetables and tofu with light salt, and the delicacies made by the chef’s wonderful hands.

The severe pain spread throughout every corner of the body. Liu Tianming tightly covered his injured shoulder, took a few steps back, and looked at Wang Fushou in horror.

No matter how you look at the chicken farmer, you don’t look like a normal person.

His eyes and lips were all gray and bloodless like dead. Especially his eyes were sunk deep into the head, completely losing their visual ability. The skin on the surface of his body was covered with pus bubbles, and at first glance, he looked like an extremely huge human-shaped toad.

"You...you are mine. Don't... move, let me...I...eat...you."

The mutated mouth could not accommodate any extra things. It was all the changes in the teeth and tongue, which made Wang Fushou feel that it was difficult to speak and no longer as fluent as before. His voice was vague and difficult to hear clearly, but Liu Tianming quickly understood what the other party wanted to express through the close connection between the cells. For a few seconds, Liu Tianming felt that his thinking became slow and dull, because everything in front of him looked very confused and slightly blurred.

This seems to be a kind of mental attack. It's just that the attack amplitude is very weak. Perhaps, this is the superpower evolved after Wang Fushou's mutation, but even he himself did not notice the power contained in it.

He is very powerful, but he is definitely not his opponent. My speed is superior, and the trouble lies in the vague mental attack.

Liu Tianming quickly compared his opponents and us. At this time, Wang Fushou started shouting again.
Chapter completed!