MTL - The City of Terror-Chapter 2 , slugs?

Ps: Thanks to Deng Jun, qqqq753102 two book friends for their enthusiasm! After smashing his face and forcing him to calm down for a while, Wei Xiaobei, who was more cautious in his personality, did not go out immediately. Instead, he searched in those rooms and looked for some substances that could be used.

A dagger, a disposable lighter, three empty bottles, one salt, one small backpack.

The dagger was turned out from Zhou Lijun's drawer. This is what Wei Xiaobei didn't think of. The Zhou Lijun looked honest. He couldn't play one at the fart. He still harbored such a weapon, which made people unexpected.

The so-called monk out of the leopard, probably refers to people like Zhou Lijun, on the surface, honest, inferior can not hit one, but in fact, the heart is full of some kind of turmoil, but was suppressed by the external environment.

There is some rust in the blade of the dagger, but it is much stronger than the steel pipe with rust and rust. Wei Xiaobei smashed dozens of whetstones on the whetstone, and the slightly hot edge again showed the proper edge. Sharp, let Wei Xiaobei be somewhat satisfied.

Lighters can be used for ignition and lighting.

Empty bottles can hold water, and they are used as weapons. Salt is essential.

By the way, there are still a few **** pictorials in Zhou Lijun's drawer. Although it is relatively broken, it can be used to wipe the **** when necessary. After all, no matter how difficult life is, Wei Xiaobei really has no habit of shaving with wood chips.

Things have become like this. Wei Xiaobei knows that the only thing he can do is to survive in this changing world! And any resources that may be useful cannot be given up until you go back!

The dagger was inserted on the belt on the waist, and an empty bottle was carried on the right. The rest was put into the backpack. Wei Xiaobei carefully opened the door and walked into the outside world.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the dead leaves on the ground were rolled up a few pieces, and a coolness came, so that Wei Xiaobei’s body shook slightly.

After a while, Wei Xiaobei smiled and he was too nervous.

Bypassing the flower platform, Wei Xiaobei stood at the gate of the yard.

Here is the urban-rural integration of Cuihu City. As the city continues to expand and the economy is active, the farmers here have also found ways to increase their income. It is also a good idea to change your own farmhouse into a rented house. A considerable income.

White-collar workers, gray collars, and blue-collar workers who struggle to survive in the city are eager to rent cheaply. They are renting houses here, and the price they pay is to get up one hour or one and a half hours a day, while eating pancakes and soaking milk. Bus, subway to work.

In fact, situations like this are not uncommon in major cities across the country.

It is precisely because of this that the situation outside the gate of the yard can be imagined. On both sides of a three-way road, there is such a small farmhouse, and scattered garbage on the road can be seen everywhere.

There were no half-personal shadows, and some of the courtyard walls had partially collapsed, which was extremely dilapidated, and suddenly made Wei Xiaobei’s heart more cold.

Fortunately, before this, Wei Xiaobei had psychological preparations and would not be desperate.

Wei Xiaobei stuck to the wall and carefully walked forward. He remembered that there was a canteen not far from the front. Although it sold all the counterfeit and inferior foods such as the master and the farmer’s three punches, at least Release ** yourself.

Did not go far, a facade appeared in front of Wei Xiaobei, the signboard has been broken half, the fat aunt hawker six words left the fat aunt.

The aluminum roller shutter door has disappeared halfway, just leaving a gap that can enter and exit.

Wei Xiaobei lowered his body and entered the commissary.

The light in the canteen was extremely dim, Wei Xiaobei ignited the lighter, and a little yellow flame made the store a little brighter.

Wei Xiao Apollo squinted and searched.

Most of the things here were rotten and rotted. After some efforts, Wei Xiaobei finally found two boxes of mineral water, a box of compressed biscuits that did not know where to produce.

As for whether the mineral water is still drinkable, Wei Xiaobei, whose throat is already thirsty and burning, can still be considered. When a bottle of mineral water is twisted, it will be poured.

Comfortable! Cool!

After drinking more than half of the bottle of mineral water in one breath, Wei Xiaobei felt very happy.

What is happiness?

It is what you get when you need it most, after a hard time.

Mineral water, compressed biscuits are put into the backpack one by one.

The backpack is not large, so only five bottles of mineral water are put down, and there is no space after ten packs of compressed biscuits.

Wei Xiaobei put the remaining water and compressed biscuits in a corner of the canteen, waiting for later access.

After finishing these things, Wei Xiaobei felt a sense of tiredness in his heart, and so many things made him exhausted.

Ok? Suddenly, Wei Xiaobei seemed to hear something, grabbed his right hand, grabbed the empty bottle, put his left hand on the waist dagger, and gently touched the front door of the roller shutter, carefully looking out the street.

In this eye, the muscles of Wei Xiaobei's whole body are tightened!

On the street where some plastic garbage pockets are scattered, a man wearing a T-shirt on his upper body and wearing jeans on his lower body is running wild, two meters behind him, a thick wrist like a wrist, about one meter long, all over the body. Covered with a layer of blue greasy, like a snot bug, the worm swam toward the man.

No matter how big the size of a bug like a slug, no one can say cute, only the two words can be described.

Wei Xiaobei did not think that this giant slug was disgusting, but felt that the back was inexplicably numb and worried about the man who was escaping.

At this time Wei Xiaobei had recognized the man. The man had seen it several times before, and he was wearing a security guard at the street. He liked to eat fried noodles. The name is unknown.

I don't know if the perception of the giant slug is too sharp, or the movement of Wei Xiaobei to the front of the rolling shutter was noticed by it. The two tentacles on the top of the giant slug turned to the canteen.

Between the two tentacles, a trace of blue electric sparks is quietly generated, and a ring-shaped mouth covered with small teeth is opened, giving a great impact on the visual.

Undoubtedly, no matter what aspect, this giant slug is not good, and then, looking at its teeth, it knows that it will not be vegetarian.

Seeing that the giant slugs suddenly slowed down behind him, the man in front suddenly speeded up and tried to escape.

But at this time, a shiny blue arc was born between the antennae of the giant slugs, and the distance between them was less than five meters in a blink of an eye, which accurately hit the man.

The current swayed on the man and the man was brought to the ground in a flash.