The Wanqiang system seems to be the undead body in the mythical story. Whenever it is severely hurt, his ability to recover can be accelerated by one point. If the middle-aged Xiaojingken stops and carefully looks at it, he will find that Wanqiang is now The height is higher, from the original two meters to the current two meters to a thousand or so, the whole length is ten centimeters.

Wanqiang was sealed by flames in the grain depot. I thought he was planted today. This is his place of burial. The trials of life and death on several occasions made him less afraid of death.

The pain of the burning flame made him go crazy, and the eyes swept hundreds of thousands of bags of food. When he saw these foods, he forgot the pain. He has never eaten since he mutated and has been struggling on the edge of hunger. Others will starve to death if they don’t eat for a few days. The body is thin and thin, and the strength is different. No matter how hungry, he can’t lose meat.

Sometimes suffering from hunger, he wants to rush out to eat, and every time he condenses in the process of mutating, so that he has not taken the final step.

Seeing these foods, Wanqiang felt a kind of happiness and died in the grain depot. For him, who is struggling with hunger every day, it is really lucky.

Watching the grain burn in the flames, rushing into the grain pile and burying his body deeply inside, it is also a coincidence that rice wants to bury him in the same way as sand, and he has not been Suddenly, the flame on the body is extinguished first.

He was not fortunate. He knew that he was still in the sea of ​​fire. He is now extinguished. He will still burn on him. He hides in the food. He opens his mouth and swallows the rice in his mouth. He does not chew it. When he fell into the stomach, when he swallowed the rice, he felt that the stomach that had never been functioning normally started at full speed.

No matter how much food, it fell into the stomach and became the sediment that fell into the sea. Even the bubble did not take a look. Wanqiang swallowed rice while wondering. At his speed, he ate at least tens of kilograms of rice. Why is it the same as not eating anything?

There is no feeling in the stomach, the burning burn on the body seems to be much better, and the resistance to temperature is also improved. The high temperature outside will bake the rice heap like a sealed large water tank of baked sweet potatoes. The strong one hiding inside is baked at high temperature. Under the roasting, I feel like I am in a sauna, but I am far from reaching the point where I can't stand it.

For the time being, there is no danger to life. Wan strengthens himself as a donkey, eating rice insanely. In the end, his throat becomes an hourglass, his teeth lose their function, and instinctively swallows countless rice.

In the flame slowly burned to the inside of the grain, countless food was burnt into a carbon block like a flame, slowly roasting his skin, Wanqiang did not care whether he was suffering in the fire, he only cares about eating, no matter how much As long as he still eats, he will always eat.

The grain is converted into energy in the stomach, repairing the wound on his body. The energy that was owed when the variability was added is supplemented, and the body has undergone a turn-over change.

The previous exposure to the flames caused his skin to be severely damaged. In the grain pile, in the burning of the charcoal block, his skin was slowly recovering, and the hot flame seemed to no longer harm him.

He continued to deepen and found that he did not need too much air to survive, and he would be covered by sacks in the big pit. He continued to deepen until he was close to the ground and reached the ground. He felt that the temperature of the ground was not too high. He tried to use five fingers to push the rocky ground out of the gap.

Wanqiang is not a stupid person. He found a chance to escape. He ate a lot of rice while digging the ground. In the end, he escaped. When he felt the pressure on his head slowly weaken, he drilled the ground. The flames in the storeroom are not as fierce as before, but the temperature is higher than before.

The ultra-high temperature burns on the body, which is equally fatal to him. One is to burn him to ashes quickly, and the other is to slowly cook him. The time difference between the two is his last straw. He succeeded. At the moment he took the door, he succeeded and he survived.

In the process of running, Wanqiang felt a long-lost ease. After the mutation, the strength was strengthened, the body became strong, the reaction became dull, and the speed did not even say that if he was going faster than the ordinary people He may not be able to catch up with anyone.

At this time, when he took a big foot, he found that he was not as stalemate as in the past. The long-lost lightness allowed him to accelerate from the sprint to the trot. The speed of the trot was twice that of his sprint. He caught up with tearing in half, and in the end, there was only one person left, a middle-aged little scene.

The middle-aged Xiaojing brain only wants to escape, where to escape? He didn't know, he just wanted to escape, even if he breathed a little more air, his mind was empty, except for the escape, he didn't know what else he could do, what his men, what his foundation, what cloud brother, he forgot. Clean.

The roadside stood full of people and looked at him strangely. They knew the man who was stunned by the sex, a head figure, a man who had some weight in the gathering place. What made him so fearful?

The people on the side of the road are automatically filtered by the middle-aged scene. He doesn't care what face, decent, his sight only looks at his front, and runs a little farther before the physical exhaustion, nothing more.

There was a slight tremor on the ground. Everyone who felt it in the first time thought it was the illusion they produced. The time was not long, the vibration gradually increased, and when the body of the crowd trembled with the vibration, it seemed like a block. The fast moving wall flashed from the front, the vibration of the ground became a beat, and they could no longer stand. They fell to the ground, and the tip of the nose smelled a scorching smell of protein, and a strong figure gradually faded away.

The middle-aged Xiaojing also felt the chaos behind him. He didn't dare to look back. He only fled to the front, and his eyes swept to a group of people. The number was more than 20, half of them had rifles, and the other half also held various cold weapons. The man who only used the rags to hold the lower body, seems to be looking for something.

One of the leaders was recognized by him. It was the third force of the bear, and the bear seemed to recognize him. The one-eyed eyes were a kind of surprise. I wondered when this guy became a falling dog?

"咚咚咚·····" a muffled sound came behind him, and the ground trembled with the rhythm of the muffled sound~lightnovelpub.net~ He finally couldn’t help but look back, but saw the eyes of Wanqiang He is not far away.

A strong belly surrounded by a **** coat, the body was like a skin disease, a piece of flowers, black, two big eyes reopened, gray-red pupils flashing bloodthirsty light.

"Save ····················

The middle-aged Xiaojing called for help to the bear, and the three men around the bears around the rags also pointed to what Wanqiang said to the bear. The bear frowned, did not order the rescue in the first time, it seems to be Waiting for something.

Wanqiang finally rushed to the middle of the small scene, grabbed his neck, licked the puppet, and picked him up and threw it into the sky. The middle-aged Xiaojing’s claws were loud and terrible in the sky. A few meters high, in the moment when the audience just said that the neck was stretched out and the head was raised, the middle-aged scene fell.

"what!!"

When Wanzhong fell to the chest in the middle of the small scene, he punched his fists sideways and slammed it out. This fist took his whole body and took all his anger. At the moment of the swing, he never looked agile. He, the right fist actually waved the afterimage.

"Touch ·········" A big screaming big living person turns into a mass of meat in the next second. The middle-aged small scene is completely blasted. The most complete body is the limbs, two arms, two Only the thighs were separated from the body, and they drifted around, white bones, red muscles, and blood droplets of blood falling to the sides.

"咕噜咕噜·········" The head of the middle-aged Xiaojing fell to the ground and rolled to the top of the bear's feet. The human head just stood upright, staring at the bright leather shoes of Xiongye, and the mouth was a combination. Say something on the side, not much time, the look of the eyes is bleak.

Wan Qiang punched the middle-aged small scene, slightly gasping, and wiped off the blood and meat residue on his body, and wanted to go.

"stop·····"