"I said, let you not move. I...I'm hungry, let me...let me, eat you."

He should have used his mental attack by speaking.

An indescribable feeling of nausea spread throughout Liu Tianming's body along his brain. There was an extremely uncomfortable swelling on his head, as if a ball filled with too much gas could explode at any time.

Liu Tianming no longer cared about the injuries on his shoulders. He covered his ears with both hands, staggered and walked slowly forward a few steps.

At a very close distance, you can feel the stench emitted from Wang Fushou's big mouth, and see the densely arranged teeth. Just as Wang Fushou wanted to continue speaking, he suddenly found that the figure in front of him disappeared like air.

Liu Tianming was running at a speed that was so fast that he could not see at all. He took out a dagger from his back and stabbed Wang Fushoufei's rolling body desperately.

This dagger was the spoils obtained when he snatched Zheng Xiaoyue from Meng Qi and others.

Wang Fushou felt a hard object pierced his body, penetrated his cheeks, and inserted it into his mouth. The teeth were very uncomfortable with the hard object, just like an anesthetized patient was being drilled by dental instruments. Although there was no pain, it was really uncomfortable.

Damn it, everyone said that you are food. Can't I let me have a stable meal?

A strong anger rose from Wang Fushou's heart.

He is an honest man and rarely gets angry. When he is at home, he also gives way to his wife. Many people in the village have seen Zhang Qiaozhen take off his shoes and beat Wang Fushou hard on the butt. At that time, Wang Fushou always smiled, and after hitting the left, he sticks up his right side to make his wife happy to beat him.

However, your damn person is not my wife, why should I give in to you?

Thinking of this, Wang Fushou's huge mouth let out a loud shout, and the strong sound waves caused the surrounding air to tremble. Liu Tianming, who was poking and killing him at high speed, could not withstand this mental attack, and his whole body slowed down. His headache was about to break, and an invisible energy quickly extended upward along his spine. Wang Fushou grabbed Liu Tianming's left foot, held it back with one hand, and threw it over his head like a toy. Then, with the help of the extremely powerful force on his arm, he threw Liu Tianming out heavily.

Opposite is a wall.

Liu Tianming heard the crisp cracking sound after his knees collided with the wall. He felt two ribs on his chest broken, and the position slightly lowered his left chest was sunk in, and the power was quickly disappearing from his body.

The shouts from the cells are getting louder and louder. Liu Tianming has already understood what these mutated cells want to express——————————————Food.

Wang Fushou is his own food. He is a very powerful infectious body and his own target for hunting. In his body, he has extremely rich nutrition.

This temptation is so strong, and the demand from mutant cells is so strong. Liu Tianming never had a similar situation when facing Chen Po. Especially after Chen Po fell from the ventilation duct and died and turned into a zombie, he never appeared again.

Obviously, infected bodies and walking zombies are two different creatures. The concept of food is also completely different.

prey……

Liu Tianming's face, which was twisted due to the pain, showed a wry smile.

Before, when I was at my home, through the window, I saw Wang Fushou wandering on the road, and I did have the idea of ​​hunting.

He never thought about how to eliminate harm for the people, nor did he think about bravely doing things. He was simply manipulated by mutant cells and wanted to hunt.

But now, the situation has obviously changed, and I have become the target of being hunted.

Wang Fushou let out a "hehehehe" laughter, shaking his white and fat butt, stepped on his short, thick and powerful legs, ran to Liu Tianming, grabbed his arm and stuffed it into his mouth.

This is a good piece of meat, and it tastes delicious.

Wang Fushou had just tasted a piece, and he could never forget the fresh and sweet taste.

Now, Wang Fushou wants to eat more.

Wang Fushou had no visual ability in naked eyes, and responded entirely by relying on his keen hearing and powerful smell ability after evolution. He grabbed Liu Tianming's right arm, which was still holding the dagger, and stuffed it into his mouth. Under the dim moonlight, Liu Tianming saw the deep dark mouth of the other party, which was a terrifying cave, leading straight to the deepest part of hell. Especially Wang Fushou's long and fleshy tongue licked back and forth on the back of his hand. The rough touch made his head numb, and he wanted to get rid of it at all costs.

I can't die!

At least, you can't be eaten as a snack by a damn perverted creature like you!

Liu Tianming shouted violently, and used all his strength to resist. He supported Wang Fushou's upper lip with his left hand so that it could not be closed. While roaring wildly at Wang Fushou's fat face, which was full of pus, he held the dagger tightly and stabbed Wang Fushou's mouth desperately.

"You ugly guy full of rotten flesh, come and settle the score!"

The sharp tip of the knife pierced the throat, stretched downward along the esophagus, and cut a ten-centimeter-long oblique opening on the side of the neck.

Liu Tianming's dagger was stuck in a random way. He just wanted to cause as much damage as possible, but he didn't know where Wang Fushou's body was. The blocking effect of his left hand was very good. Wang Fushou had never been able to close his lips, so he could not bite off the hand that was put into his mouth. Although he was very angry, he hit Liu Tianming's head, chest, legs and feet hanging in front of him, but he could not change his situation. In the end, with Liu Tianming's roar, the dagger that had pierced Wang Fushou's chest penetrated the muscle layer and began to pull backwards directly above. Then, under the control of Liu Tianming's extremely strong wrist force, he cut open the entire esophagus and broke out from the side gap connecting the neck and the jaw.

Wang Fushou widened his eyes and shook his head desperately, and his hands couldn't help but let go of Liu Tianming. He retreated repeatedly, leaned against the wall, and grabbed his hands on the broken throat, trying to break free from the invisible constraints.

Liu Tianming was thrown away from afar, rolled in the air several times, and fell to the ground. Wang Fushou's roar made him feel that his head was about to explode. This kind of mental attack was really terrifying. But luckily, there was only one such enemy so far.

In the chaos, Liu Tianming himself didn't know which part of Wang Fushou's body was stabbed?

Judging from the current situation, it should have stabbed his heart.

Wang Fushou could no longer stand up.

He collapsed on the ground, blood constantly oozing out of his mouth. His heart spasmed and contracted continuously, feeling like it was about to explode.

That's my key point!

The heart is the most critical part of my body!

A series of extremely clear consciousness flashed through his mind and then froze. The fire of anger in Wang Fushou's heart became more and more intense, and the consciousness of fear was constantly expanding.

I know it too late, it's too late.

A large amount of blood gushed out of Wang Fushou's mouth. No matter the wound in the throat or the terrifying scar on the surface of his body, they were far less serious than the stabbing of the heart. Wang Fushou felt that the energy in his body was rapidly flowing out, and the madness of the mutant cells was much stronger than usual. He couldn't help but think of the children drowned in the puddle. When they were dying, they also struggled with all their strength, just like they are now.

Liu Tianming gasped heavily, used his last strength, and staggered to Wang Fushou.

Wang Fushou felt even stronger anger and unspeakable fear.

I, I, I, will be his food.

I'm going to be eaten by him!

This is not a basisless speculation, and Liu Tianming is planning to do so.

When Wang Fushou saw him holding the knife in his right hand, his eyes immediately opened wide, and his mouth made a vague tone: "No...wait...you, you can't...this."

"Swoosh!"

The sharp blade passed through the air and cut Wang Fushou's neck straight.

His spine was broken, and his entire head was tilted to the side. Liu Tianming, who was pale, bent his knees and knelt heavily in front of Wang Fushou, who was dying. He waved his dagger, and the sharp blade cut a long hole in front of Wang Fushou's chest, and then pulled horizontally. The surface of the skin covered with pus bubbles suddenly appeared.

Wang Fushou is not dead yet.

Although his head was tilted, his hands, feet and limbs also lost control, and some muscles and nerves were connected to the edge of his shoulders. In the absence of vision, sensing Liu Tianming's existence from this perspective is no different from usual. His eyes were wide open, and although there were no pupils, they were filled with fear.

The big mouth covered with sharp teeth was slightly opened and closed. It was unable to make a sound, so it could only express a few words in a silent mouth shape: "Don't...eat me."

Liu Tianming grabbed the muscle layer incised by Wang Fushou's chest and pulled it hard. Through the neatly arranged ribs, the entire heart was exposed in front of him. Wang Fushou's head drooped down showed a painful and ferocious expression, but he could not change the fact that he had been treated as food.

Liu Tianming felt that the wound on his shoulder hurt even more, and there was not much strength left in his body. He shivered and used the most brutal method to pry Wang Fushou's ribs with a dagger. It took a lot of effort to get out the whole heart.

He could feel that Wang Fushou was actually infected juveniles like himself.

My only advantage lies in speed.

This is a gift from Xiao Wu.

If it weren't for the Calor nutrients that Xiao Wu had obtained from his body before, Liu Tianming would never have exploded in a critical moment and completely reversed the situation.

The moment the heart's main blood vessel was broken, Wang Fushou's swollen and torn face no longer had vitality, no tension and fear. Instead, it was an extremely relaxed relief.

Finally, I don’t have to eat people anymore.

Finally, I can't be hungry.

Is this a bastard world? I am the demon in the chaotic world. The legendary story of the struggle between good and evil has never changed. Bad people will die.
Chapter completed!