The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 139 - The Crazy Way
They jumped when barely hitting the wall of the building, Xin Chen crashing on the ground after being released by Three. Lang himself was still stuck down there, he could not follow using the rope that connected the two buildings. Surprised by the presence of another group of humans who had survived in this place, Three put on a wary stance.
The two people stared intently at the two of them full of intimidation. One of them had binoculars wrapped around his neck. The other one carried a round wood at the end and was stained with dried blood.
"You rang their lunch bell. That's great."
"We didn't do anything"
Yang had binoculars crouching in front of Xin Chen, bringing his face closer and glaring his eyes so that Xin Chen could clearly see his regret that had reached the crown.
"Wolf who is it? He seemed to have just made things on the streets and invited a group of researchers. They fired guns here, deliberately provoking the attention of the infected to surround us. That way we'll get out and get caught. That's if we make it out safely."
The length of his mouth explained. Xin Chen did not seem to be so affected by the threat from him. He was more concerned about Lang who was running to the third floor of the building. Passing through the broken window then reached the highest roof where Xin Chen, Three and two strangers were conversing. From the situation before him, it seemed that they were in trouble.
"Oh this is you."
The stick-keeper came forward, knocked the wood on his right shoulder and walked the roofers. The neck was stretched left right, preparing to beat Lang who was ready to counterattack.
"We entered your territory because of force. Let him go, I'll take them both away as soon as possible."
"Go? Heh." The crap in his eyes did not change. "Look down. Where are you going with hundreds of infected people right under your feet?"
The slings on the door sounded. Xin Chen heard the sound of an explosion so close. On the first floor of this building. Someone had trapped them, throwing some kind of bomb that lured the attention of the infected into their place. The glass that blocked each room began to crack. The infected begin to move upward, toward the place where they are.
On the other hand, the building has no access to anywhere else. If they want to go down, the only way is to go downstairs.
Xin Chen woke up, feeling a tremendous pain in his arm. Like burning up something so poisonous. He tried to cure her, little by little and it worked. Luckily, his body has an excess resistance to toxins. Otherwise he would have been directly thrown into the afterlife by the fat creature earlier.
The three and others don't see themselves and get sidetracked at Lang.
"The researchers will destroy this place in a moment. I've seen one of them set up an explosive missile. Get going soon or we'll all be flat on the ground!" screeched Lang, his head moving forcing Xin Chen and Lang to quickly leave the place.
The three most calm faced the panic.
"How much time do we have?"
"About ten to fifteen minutes before it explodes."
"Sad." The stick holder grieves resentfully, kicking anything that is near his feet. He was crouching on the other side of the building.
"It's really happening." Another friend said, looking a momentary smile on his young face. She hasn't even turned 17 yet. "This place has been infected too much. Break off the path they need to deliver goods. In the end they'll flatten us."
"What are you guys doing? Why just shut up?" kelit Xin Chen, did not expect the response of the two even like that.
"Other than silence, what? Run down, it's clear what your fate is like. There is no road we have. Between plunging into an infected ocean or waiting for the bomb to explode. The result is the same, we will still die. Haha. "
The owner of the binoculars breathed heavily.
He turned around, reached out with a smile.
"Yians. You you?" He introduced himself. Xin Chen greeted him in confusion. "Call Chen."
"Sama-sama doesn't want to tell you his first name, haha." He laughed off.
"Ah, at least I have one more friend before I die. Good as well."
Yian laid his body on the floor, staring up at the slightly overcast sky.
"Infecting it knows us by smell doesn't it?" He looked down at the street down there. Little horrified.
"Yes, the smell of a dead man with a living one is different."
"We still have hope."
Xin Chen said confidently. He has an idea. Yian woke up, seeing a hint of hope on Xin Chen's face, it seemed that the young man had no intention of joking around in the midst of this crisis.
The stickkeeper, Shuo, was also interested in looking at the fast-moving Xin Chen. Picking up the dead body that had been lying in a fly by the roof door.
"What do you want to do with that rotten corpse?" Three voices in wonder.
"Pretend to be an undead." Xin Chen did not wait for another reply, he took out an iron axe. Destroying the decayed flesh of man.
Yian retreated in shock, Shuo opened his eyes wide. Xin Chen was like mutilating a sadistic corpse. Eyes splattered, intestines splattered on the floor which had now turned a blackish red color which was the blood of the corpse. Xin Chen's breathing gasped, he stomped the axe on his hands and thighs until it was cut into pieces.
Three almost vomited, Xin Chen was really sadistic. There was no doubt in the young man's eyes. Although he had previously seen her scared when he was about to kill Luo Li.
"Slay this blood and flesh onto your clothes. Do not get into the skin. Just the outside."
"What's? Huekk. Instead of being saved from being infected, maybe I should be saved because of this gut." Yian cites some organs, great goosebumps.
"You want to live?"
Yian speechless. Shuo and Three looked at each other. They don't have much time left. And this already insane idea of Xin Chen would probably save them. Just pray they don't die because Xin Chen's theory is wrong.
"Don't hit the injured part. We don't know what would happen if this infected blood fused with our own."
Xin Chen, Three, Shuo and Yian prepared to go down the stairs. Their goal was to reach the city's guardrail. The distance is not so far, but passing through so many crowds will certainly take quite a lot of time. Lang had just finished rinsing his body with the rest of the flesh and blood splattered on the floor.
"Let's depend on how you succeed, Chen." Yian looked doubtful when the door blow on the roof stopped, then saw three infected enter while smelling in all directions. Directly approaching them while opening their mouths.
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