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Volume 1, Chapter 55: Ambush

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    Chapter 55: Ambush

    This is a very familiar scent, and Lin Xiang will never forget the first time he had this subtle feeling in the old days.

    The other party is a parasite.

    On the dilapidated road in the distance, two dazzling white lights lit up, the ground shook slightly, and the roar of the engine could be heard in the distance in the cold air.  A few minutes later, a dark green off-road jeep appeared at the entrance to the edge of Emma City.  It didn't want to slow down at all, roaring and rushing onto the road leading to the auction house. The high-speed rotating tires splashed black and dirty ice water on the ground. Amidst the roars and curses of the surrounding people, it drove in unscrupulously and was guarded by guards.  restricted area.  As the brakes were applied, there was a harsh friction sound between the tires and the ground. The arrogant car body flicked on the spot and completed a beautiful 180-degree U-turn. It shoveled away a large amount of snow and exposed the blue-gray color.  concrete floor.

    A middle-aged giant man wearing a tight-fitting black leather suit jumped out of the car. The buttons on his chest were half open, revealing the bulging muscles covered under the undershirt. Curly brown chest hair was densely covered in the center of the two nipples.  The facial contours are as simple and hard as a rock.  His light brown eyes were always releasing undisguised violence and arrogance.

    Griffiths, the regional manager of Sosbia Company in Emma City, was wearing a well-made black suit, with a smile that was much sweeter than usual, and stood at the door of the auction house with a slight bow.  Behind him, dozens of fully armed guards lined up neatly on both sides of the gate. Two beautiful girls with hot bodies and revealing swimsuits followed Griffith, with their straight long legs wrapped in black fishnet stockings and high heels.  Against the background, it shows a strong temptation that makes people's blood boil.

    "Welcome to Emma Auction House. Dear Mr. Howson, your presence has made this place shine." Griffith's clever mouth was sweeter than honey.

    "Hahahaha! I like to deal with people like you who understand the rules." The man known as Haosen grinned widely, stretched out his thick and fluffy hands, and hugged two people who were not at all in line with his figure like toys.  A slender girl with proportions, her convex and soft breasts were heavily kneaded. The soft fat wrapped in thin skin changed into various strange shapes under the huge squeeze. The girl who was in pain said "hiss" in her mouth.  Breathing in the air-conditioning, tears rolled back and forth in his eyes that were forced to smile.

    "Are you ready for what I want?" Haosen squeezed maliciously. Before the girls could scream in pain, his thick palms had already firmly covered their mouths leaning on his shoulders, and at the same time, they pulled their hair away.  With his head as unkempt as a lion's mane, he turned to the side and stared at the smiling Griffith with eyes that were ready to explode at any time.

    "Of course, of course. We will meet any of your requirements, Mr. Howson, as soon as possible." Griffiths bent even lower, rubbed his fat fingers, and led the tyrannical giant to the brightly lit room.  Hall: "In order to welcome you, I have prepared enough entertainment programs, I hope you like it."

    "Hahaha! I will definitely suggest to Mr. Weber to reduce Emma City's regional contribution by another five percentage points."

    As he spoke, Haosen stuck out his sticky tongue and looked back and forth at the two girls in his arms with wolf-like bloodthirsty eyes.  His left hand suddenly retracted back and clamped hard on the pink neck of the girl leaning on his shoulder. He opened his big mouth covered with thick beard and bitten the fragile flesh with his sharp teeth.  Amidst the shrill screams, bright red blood spurted out from the severed blood vessels.

    The petite girl was held high in the air by Haosen. He released the other toy in his right hand, opened his thick arms, spread the fingers of his left hand, grasped the top of the girl's head, and put the two slender white thighs together with his right hand.  Together, like breaking a bamboo pole, the girl's entire body is twisted into a crescent shape.  The oppressed blood vessels could no longer hold any excess blood, and all the hot blood was squeezed out of the body and flowed into the huge mouth exuding rage and hunger.

    The girl¡¯s body was completely twisted into a ball.  It was like a strange twist that had just been kneaded with flour. The delicate and pink skin was as pale as paper.  The head connected to the twisted neck is still intact, and the beautiful face full of fear and death has been pinched to maintain a perpendicular angle to the back of the body.

    "Cool¡ª¡ª"

    Haosen, who was full after drinking, picked up the girl's body and shook it vigorously until he was sure that there was no more blood left. Then he threw the warm body towards the entourage waiting nearby and laughed wildly in a terrifying voice: "  Half sliced ??raw for dipping, half braised. Hahahahaha! Dear Griffith, I am very satisfied with the appetizers you prepared. Next, we should be able to talk about business¡ª¡ª"

    After saying that, he hugged the other girl who was paralyzed on the ground, with a pale face and trembling with fear, and held her under his ribs, and gave a friendly pat to Gurley, who was trembling with laughter.Fitz shouldered his shoulder and strode into the auction hall.

    Lin Xiang has been standing in the crowd of onlookers, silently watching Haosen's almost barbaric performance.  Until the tall and strong body walked into the hall and completely disappeared behind the wall, he could still clearly feel the special familiar aura coming from Haosen.

    This means that he is a parasite just like himself.  As for strength, it should have just broken through the two-star stage and is still at the early stage of this star level.

    When the jeep entered the city, Lin Xiang deliberately approached the edge of the road, but did not attract the attention of Haosen who was sitting in the car.

    This was very strange and made him feel very confused.

    The other party obviously didn¡¯t notice him.  In other words, that guy who was as strong as a savage was not aware of his own existence at all.

    All parasites can rely on their breath to sense each other's position within close range.  The same goes for evolved people and enhanced people.  However, neither Wang Biao nor other supernatural beings they met before had any reaction to Lin Xiang after his resurrection.

    Maybe it was the radiation from the nuclear explosion that changed my physique?

    From the open door of the auction hall, the sound of people soon came, as well as the special aroma of various foods and alcohol mixed together.  Looking at the off-road jeep that was parked next to the building and cooling down, Lin Xiang's calm eyes slowly revealed a cold and stern look that looked like a smile.

    The moment Haosen lifted the girl up, he clearly saw a bright silver ring shining between her left fingers, as thick as a carrot.  A striking black skull is engraved on the flat and round surface of the ring.

    The wind in the dark night is howling and wild.

    ? ? Continuous mountains slowly expand from a distance.  Huge rocks stand protruding from the mountain surface, like the sharp fangs in the mouth of a man-eating monster.  From time to time, clusters of weeds blown down by the strong wind can be seen in the cracks on the rock surface caused by wind erosion.  Their fragile bodies have been bent to the point of almost breaking. As long as the wind speed slows down slightly, they will stubbornly return to their original upright position like springs.

    The moon, covered by clouds, emits a faint light that is difficult to distinguish.  The snow-covered ground expanded this precious light to the extreme.  The gray and white falling snow reflected each other, covering the whole world with a layer of silvery coldness.

    Lin Xiang was wrapped in a thick coat and huddled behind a huge rock.  More than two hundred meters directly below, a blue-grey road ran through the entire wilderness.

    The off-road jeep tracks remaining on the snow point out the direction of retrograde tracking.  From the perspective of the road, except for a patch of bushes and rocks, there is no trace of human presence at all.

    This is the place he chose for Haosen to die.

    From the route, Emma City is connected by this road to the coordinates of the "Skeleton Knights" on the map.  In other words, if Haosen wants to return, he must take this road.

    The snow is still falling heavily.  The fine snowflakes filled up the dents left by the tires on the ground, and also covered up the two lines of footprints that Lin Xiang had walked all the way from Emma City.

    The sky is getting bright soon.

    With his back against the cold hard rock, Lin Xiang carefully inspected every part of the G180s. The thick sniper bullets rubbed back and forth in his palms, making his skin feel the unique coldness and hardness of metal.

    The wind blew against his face, using the cold to dispel the last trace of fatigue that had entangled Lin Xiang's body.  He opened the safety of the gun body, used a few pieces of gravel that had been prepared as a support, and firmly embedded the thick sniper rifle barrel into it.  Through the cross hole on the scope, watch all the movements around you with vigilance.

    Two hours later, he once again felt the special aura that only parasites could produce with each other.

    The roaring Jeep brought up a large amount of snow. Under the rough urging of the accelerator, the engine was forced to the point where it could not resist. It could only run to the limit of its capabilities, driving the heavy tires forward with an angry roar.  .

    The leather jacket on Haosen's body was still half-open, and his reddish muscles showed that he was obviously not afraid of the cold. His hair, as messy as a lion's mane, fell down, covering his sleepy face leaning against the edge of the car window.

    Last night, the hospitable Griffith provided him with a total of eight young and beautiful girls.  Except for one person who was eaten as dinner, the other seven people played a physical collision game with him all night long on the soft and wide Simmons mattress.  When I left this morning, the pink room that was originally filled with a lustful atmosphere was full of broken human body parts.  The wild and excited Haosen would always tear the woman beneath him like a toy whenever the impulse struck.

    Except for the two girls who had their hands and feet cut off alive and lay dying in a pool of blood, unable to even speak, the restSome people turned into sticky plasma and semi-dry meat.  On the surface of the expensive silk quilt, there were eye-catching holes inserted by broken bone fragments, and soft internal organs and intestines mixed with feces were piled in the center of the bed.  In the room, on the antique oak cabinet left over from the old era, there were piled five unrecognizable heads with a miserable death state and a few bones in their necks.

    Haosen feels that he is really a very kind man.

    The reason is simple - he didn't play all the girls to death.  This has broken his previous record.

    Although the limbs of the other two were torn off, at least they were still alive.

    From dying to being disabled, this is progress.

    His body was tired all night long, which made Haosen feel sleepy.  Just as he was smacking his lips, twisting his lazy body, and preparing to change to a more comfortable position to continue sleeping, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded in his ears. Then, his body was completely out of normal gravity control, and he was flying back and forth in the air.  It rolled and fell heavily on the icy snow.

    When he was in Emma City, Lin Xiang carefully observed this off-road jeep that had the exact same appearance as the "Hummer" of the old era.  Although it is impossible to tell whether it is an original car or a later imitation, the location of the fuel tank and engine is very obvious. The body without any protective deck can be easily penetrated by bullets.

    He chose a special warhead with a burst effect to accurately hit the fuel tank.  The ignited gasoline quickly devoured the car body, and the explosion lifted the heavy car high into the sky. It was thrown into the air from the road and hit the ground hard, turning into a ball of scrap metal that was torn and burned by the fire.

    Lin Xiang crouched, followed the pre-selected route, trotted to the back of another rock, and pointed the black cross in the aiming lens firmly at a few black spots struggling on the snow.

    In addition to the driver, Haosen also brought two other fully armed entourages, both of whom were superpowers with fifth-level evolutionary strength.

    Lying quietly on the cold rock, the high-powered scope was inserted into a body that was rolling back and forth in pain.  The moment he pulled the trigger, a hint of disgust appeared on Lin Xiang's cold face.

    The badge hanging on the opponent's shoulder also has a skull mark sewn on it.  The shape is the same as the ring in Haosen's hand, and its meaning is self-evident.

    The rotating warhead accurately exploded three unfamiliar heads.  Warm blood sprayed from the severed neck onto the snow, forming a bright red and white flower of death.

    Looking at Haosen whose sight was blocked by the car wreckage, Lin Xiang shook his head sarcastically, stood up from behind the rock, patted the snow and water stains on his clothes, jumped down from the rock, and walked slowly  passed.

    It¡¯s not that Haosen didn¡¯t want to escape. His left leg was pinned down by the upside-down carriage and he couldn¡¯t move at all.

    He was stunned by this sudden change.

    Of course he understands what happened, but it does nothing to change the current situation.  Seeing the black figure in the snow getting closer and closer, the only thing he could do was to close his pistol and prepare to give the opponent a fatal blow.

    He has absolute confidence.  Because he is a parasitic who is more advanced than evolved and enhanced people.

    Lin Xiang didn¡¯t give him a chance.

    He quickly changed the direction of his running, making twists and turns in all directions. His legs and feet, modified by the virus, were extremely sensitive, and he had the speed of a cheetah.  Sometimes he slid sideways on the ground, sometimes twisting and coiling like a snake. The movements of his feet never overlapped at all, and the speed of changing directions was much faster than what Haosen's eyes could capture.  A few seconds later, he had already rushed towards the burning car wreckage from the right side. Before Haosen could react, he stretched out his hands, grabbed the opponent's arm holding the pistol, and twisted it in the opposite direction.  Amidst the screams like those of a slaughtered pig, the thick and hairy arm was clasped over the head from the back, hanging on the right shoulder of its owner at an extremely weird angle.

    "Don't, don't kill me¡ª¡ª"

    Haosen gasped for air and looked at Lin Xiang standing straight in front of him with horror on his face.  That face that was almost eerily handsome exuded an aura that was more terrifying than a mutated creature.

    "How long have you lived?" Lin Xiang grasped his collar tightly, and his overeager tone made his eyes look even more ferocious.

    "What?" Haosen was stunned as he endured the severe pain. The other party's question was really weird.

    "I ask how long have you lived? How long has it been since the outbreak of the nuclear war, since 2015? What year is it now? Tell me! You dirty, stupid humanoid pig¡ª¡ª"

    Lin Xiang tried his best to suppress the desire to strangle Haosen alive.  Speaking at a speed that was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish, he quickly asked a series of questions that seemed incomprehensible to others.  All the nerves in his body were stretched to the limit, and his blood was flowingHe was soaring, every muscle was bulging.  Just like a lone survivor who has been living on a desert island for decades and suddenly sees the silhouette of a ship on the sea level, he is as excited, fanatical and unable to control himself.

    He has waited too long.

    In this strange world, he is the only one walking alone on a land full of radiation.  He could not tell everything about the past to the humans born in the new era, and could only keep all the tragic memories deep in his mind.  Every time I open it, I am always filled with infinite fear and despair.

    The Skeleton Knights are the culprit behind all this.  All those who wear skull rings are his eternal opponents, and they are also the successors of civilization who have passed through time from the same era and also maintain ancient memories.

    He wants to kill Howson.  We also want to know everything that happened in the past hundred years from Haosen.

    The wall clock in the ruins had already given him the answer once.  He must find evidence that he can believe.

    "You, you are also a parasite? A parasite that survived from that era?" The stunned Haosen opened his mouth wide, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

    The muscles on Lin Xiang's face were twitching. He pursed his lips tightly and took out the "Special Six" pistol from his waist. He squeezed the trigger tightly with trembling hands, and pressed the cold barrel against Haosen's head.  His tone was so trembling that even he couldn't believe it, and he yelled with curses and begging: "Say it! Speak it quickly! Please tell me, how long have you fucking lived? What year is it now?  "

    Looking at Lin Xiang, whose eyes were tearing apart, Haosen's frightened and furious eyes suddenly revealed an unprecedented calmness, as well as a faint hint of sadness that was difficult to detect but actually existed.

    "December 24, 2109. Tomorrow is Christmas."
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