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    Chapter 176 Dependence

    The increasingly intense sleepiness is plaguing the brain, and waking consciousness is gradually disappearing from the body.  Shen Peng's body was swaying uncontrollably, and his whole brain was filled with chaotic and complicated thoughts. They had no connection with each other, but were kneaded together by various seemingly reasonable but absurd and far-fetched reasons, and they were pieced together.  A bizarre picture that is fragmented and devoid of any logic.  As the fluctuations of thinking and consciousness slowly touched it, it immediately shattered into tens of thousands of fragments, just like the dark sky shrouded by dense radiation clouds all the time, swallowing it up and covering it up bit by bit.

    Lin Xiang sat across from him quietly, looking at him leisurely.  Shen Peng's eyes had become very scattered, and his pupils were irregularly large and small, which showed that his thinking was being restricted by the external force of the drug.  Although the parasite's strong physique can resist the harm of large doses of drugs, and can even eliminate the toxins it has ingested through its powerful liver, all this takes time.

    When I first asked Liu Yuchen for this powerful sedative drug, he repeatedly warned me that this specially concentrated drug has an extremely strong sedative effect.  Judging from the efficacy of the drug itself, it should have similar effects to drugs such as "valium" and "triazolam" that were normally prescribed by doctors in the old days.  However, that is only for ordinary people. Due to radiation, most of the pharmaceutical raw materials collected by the Doctors Association from the wasteland world are more toxic than in the old days, and their effects on nerve soothing and muscle softening are also more prominent.  The probability is no longer simply one plus one equals two, but increases by geometric multiples.  Considering that there were a considerable number of mutated populations among the new generation of humans that appeared during this period, the Doctors United Association, while preparing medicines, also divided them into finished products of different concentrations according to the constitution and order of different populations.  Out of Yingjia's safety and Lin Xiang's personal favor, Liu Yuchen chose the top preparation with the strongest effect when giving the drug.  But he would never have thought that someone would mix this liquid, which looks colorless and odorless and as transparent as clean, radiation-free water, with high-purity spirits This behavior is tantamount to suicide.  .

    "Plop¡ª¡ª"

    Shen Peng lay heavily on his desk, using all his strength to raise his eyelids that were so heavy that they might close at any time. With the clarity that he could barely maintain deep in his consciousness, he stared at Lin opposite him with fear and anger.  Xiang, gasping hoarsely at the top of his lungs: "You, what on earth did you do to me?"

    No matter how stupid you are, you will definitely find something abnormal in your physical condition at this time.  Based on Shen Peng's experience and current environment, it was natural to point the finger of the problem at Lin Xiang.

    "I did nothing."

    Lin Xiang's eyes were soft yet cold, and his black jade eyes were full of surprising attraction. He stretched out his slender fingers with skin so white and tender that it would make any woman jealous, and gently picked up the hand in front of him.  The wine glass was swaying gracefully and slowly, and he said slowly in a magnetic voice: "The wine is on the table. However, I didn't let you drink it."

    "You, you damn bastard¡ª¡ª"

    The thick veins on Shen Peng's neck kept beating, and the muscles on his body were squirming quickly as if they were full of insects. He stood up from the chair unsteadily, wanting to raise his fist and smash the desk in front of him.  , then stepped on the wood chips all over the house to walk to Lin Xiang, and pulled that outrageously beautiful head and the entire spine out of the body.  For him with the power of the Seven-Star Parasite, it is easy to do this.

    "Bang¡ª¡ª"

    The table was not shattered, and the fist made contact with the wooden board, making a hollow sound that was far from loud.  The excessive force pulled the whole body completely out of balance, and the weak legs and feet could not support the heavy torso.  In an instant, Shen Peng suddenly felt that all the strength in his body seemed to be completely drained by an invisible black hole.  With an expression of disbelief and a look of fear in his eyes, he fell to the ground like a mountain and could no longer get up.

    At this moment, the closed door of the office was violently knocked open by a huge force from the outside. A nervous Wang Biao rushed in together with a group of armed guards with live ammunition. They quickly surrounded Shen Peng and formed a formation.  A circle with a gun pointing directly into it.

    Shen Peng's face turned pale, and he suddenly felt a layer of coldness passing over the surface of his body. This unfamiliar feeling rarely appeared on him. He supported the floor with his arms and tried desperately to stand up.  However, the limp limbs and completely paralyzed nerves were unable to respond to the instructions from the brain. They could only lie limply on the cold floor like a dead pig with all its muscles and bones removed, struggling feebly and desperately.

    "I admit that parasites are indeed very strong. Especially high-level mutants like you, who only need one hand"?, it can easily break my head.  But ordinary people also have ordinary people's methods, haha!  Still the same sentence - Dear Mr. Shen Peng, you are too greedy.  "

    Lin Xiang spoke calmly, his voice soft and pleasant.  He walked out from behind the desk at a leisurely pace and stood in front of Shen Peng, who could not even speak. He pulled out the M500 pistol from his waist and pulled over Klaas who was standing beside him and stared at the scene dumbfounded.  Nov's hand put the gun into his palm, and said in a plain but unquestionable tone: "Kill him¡ª¡ª"

    As soon as the words came out, Krasnov and Shen Peng turned their heads to look at him at the same time.  The former's eyes were full of surprise and shock, while the latter's eyes were filled with incomparable resentment and despair.

    "Why, why?" Krasnov opened his mouth with difficulty, his throat felt dry.

    "If you don't kill him, he will kill you as soon as the effect of the medicine wears off."

    Lin Xiang¡¯s words were nakedly bewitching: ¡°The killer from Devil¡¯s Claw Company is ruthless. He will even kill Sanqia and kill everyone who is involved or related to you.¡±

    This last sentence completely eliminated the last trace of potential fantasy in Krasnov's heart.  He had always been afraid of the suppression of Shen Peng's powerful biological power and nodded silently. With the panic deep in his eyes that had not completely dissipated and the determination that had just appeared and taken over, he pulled the trigger and walked to Shen Peng with a gloomy face.  , bent down, and pointed the thick, cold muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows.

    "You dirty White Russian bastard, even in hell, I will not let you go. I'm waiting below, waiting for you and your damn bitch to come down and accompany me -"

    Perhaps because he felt that death was approaching, the fear on Shen Peng's face also faded a lot.  He used his last strength and cursed loudly.

    Suppressing the anger deep in his heart, Krasnov clenched the butt of the gun with his slightly trembling left hand and growled viciously: "Your biggest mistake is that you should not threaten me with Sanchia¡ª¡ª"

    After saying that, he pulled the trigger hard.

    ¡­¡­

    Gray-white snowflakes are falling from the sky. Nearly a century has passed since the nuclear war that destroyed the world. A certain amount of radioactive dust is still floating in the earth's airflow.  These little things that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye emit strong rays all the time, shrouding the entire world in deathly darkness.

    Vast means desolate.

    The cold climate makes the already empty wilderness look even more dead.  In the warm season, you can at least see small bugs flying in the bushes in the wilderness, as well as mutated creatures chewing on fresh stems and leaves.  Now, except for the cold rocks covered with a thin layer of snowflakes and the depressions piled up by dead plants on the ground, everything seemed so desolate and deep.

    Standing on a gentle slope south of Philadelphia, Lin Xiang, wearing a combat uniform, held a tactical telescope and carefully observed the medium-sized settlement directly in front of him, which was not very solid but had certain defensive capabilities.

    Shen Peng's death brought him unimaginable huge gains.

    The blood injected into the body was swallowed up and absorbed by the parasitic virus at the fastest speed. After a series of genetic adjustments and structural changes, the cell tissues in Lin Xiang's body became more dense.  The most intuitive manifestation is that the bones are getting harder, the muscles are getting stronger and stronger in contraction and toughness, and the instantaneous explosive power and nerve response speed have also jumped to unimaginable heights.

    If we use specific data to express it, he is now a powerful Seven-Star Parasite.  Just after Shen Peng's blood and body were integrated, the non-existent voice in Lin Xiang's head, or rather the internal consciousness generated by his thinking ability and the virus, reappeared.  This time, "it" told him clearly that the gene lock had been opened to level three.

    Lin Xiang has never understood the purpose of the so-called gene lock.  He just accidentally discovered that his special abilities had undergone fundamental changes.

    Among them, the biological flame triggered by the cells in the body changes its appearance from bright red to light blue, and the temperature it releases is as high as more than 5,000.

    The freezing ability of frost directly evolves into an ice layer, the speed of crystallization is significantly accelerated, and the thickness and hardness increase exponentially.  The most frightening thing is that this type of ice structure that relies on freezing air moisture is very dense, and its defensive capabilities are comparable to the hardest alloy steel plates of the old era.

    The brain¡¯s perception range is further expanded, and the furthest contact distance can be extended to one thousand meters away.  Of course, the distance is directly proportional to the specific image information obtained by perception.  For objects one thousand meters away, Lin Xiang can only detect fuzzy objects.  If you want to get a clearer shape and specific data, you must stay at least within 800 meters of the target in a straight line.

    In addition to these three items, the mimicry obtained from Ilaria, and the "Sword of God"Father Dale obtained the air power but made no progress at all.  But as far as the current results are concerned, Lin Xiang is very satisfied.

    Krasnov stood behind Lin Xiang, with an imitation AK assault rifle slung on his shoulder. The stubble on both sides of his cheeks made him look rough and full of vicissitudes at first glance.  The combat uniform with leather padding sewn on the chest and elbows was open, revealing the hairy and tangled chest muscles.  The slightly curved nose at the front was constantly twitching, inhaling cold and fresh air, and then exhaling clouds of warm white mist from the center of the slightly opened lips.

    Behind him, two "Stryker" armored vehicles were hiding at the foot of the slope. Thousands of soldiers wearing the double-headed eagle logo of the "Vulture Mercenary Group" on their chests were divided into independent combat teams.  Under the cover of a hill that was not too high and steep but enough to block the view of the other side, they silently waited for the order that was about to be issued from the commander's mouth.

    "This city is not big, so it shouldn't be difficult to erase it." Lin Xiang said lightly, putting down the telescope in his hand.

    His voice was very soft and clear enough, but Krasnov felt shuddering fear in his ears.

    Lin Xiang did not use words such as "conquer" or "occupy", but directly demanded that it be "erased".

    Taking a deep breath, Krasnov picked up the assault rifle and asked seriously: "What should I do with the prisoners?"

    ¡°I don¡¯t need a living mouth.¡±

    Lin Xiang¡¯s face was filled with unquestionable majesty.  Before Krasnov could answer, he continued: "Also, keep Fei Shu, I want to meet this stubborn old man."

    Nodding silently, Krasnov took one last look at the city that was about to be ravaged in the distance. Without speaking, he turned and walked down the hillside.

    Lin Xiang stood on the top of the slope with his hands behind his back, staring at his back.

    Unlike Wang Biao and Yang Hua, Krasnov is not his confidant.  His experience of surrendering in battle made him always a person who could not be trusted absolutely in Lin Xiang's eyes.  Although he was incorporated into the "Vulture Mercenary Group" as the captain, his actual identity is just an ordinary mercenary.  He would never be able to enter Lin Xiang's circle of cronies and gain actual power, and could only remain outside and become a combatant with a higher status than ordinary soldiers.

    Hidden Moon City's current power is not considered powerful. At this time, a parasitic warrior with a combat power comparable to hundreds of evolved humans is undoubtedly a target worthy of great efforts to recruit.  Because of this, Lin Xiang's attitude towards Krasnov is relatively mild, and his material treatment is more generous.  In this chaotic world full of radiation, no matter how powerful an individual is, he cannot fight against huge interest groups.

    ??In the final analysis, parasites still belong to humans, not to the almighty God.

    "Having Krasnov kill Shen Peng with his own hands is equivalent to the so-called "letter of surrender" that ancient humans trusted the other party.  "Devil's Claw" company will not let traitors go, and it will not tolerate the killing of its personnel outside of mission situations.  Lin Xiang wanted to use this simple and effective method to tightly bind Krasnov to the overall interests of Hidden Moon City, making him completely no longer his confidant, but had to be loyal to the guardian of this city.  By.

    From the moment he pulled the trigger and shot the bullet into Shen Peng's head, Krasnov truly escaped from the "claws".

    He has no second option.  If Shen Peng is not killed, Lin Xiang will kill him.

    What¡¯s more, there is a woman he loves in Hidden Moon City.  No matter what the final outcome is, Krasnov can only follow the path arranged by others involuntarily.

    ¡­¡­

    There was no difficulty in the battle in Philadelphia. The "Vulture Mercenary Group", which had an absolute advantage in firepower and force, invaded the city with overwhelming force.  Looking down from the cloudy sky, one can see clusters of fires burning here and there in the fragmented city. The low sound of artillery rumbled and echoed. The intensive gunfire was intertwined with screams and shouts. As time went by,  Seconds gradually passed, the former became more and more sparse, and the latter became more and more depressed and dim.

    Lin Xiang sent a total of two thousand soldiers. Except for a small number of veterans who led the team, the rest were newcomers who had just completed training and joined the mercenary group.  The potions distributed still maintain the second-level evolutionary effect, and coupled with the well-equipped weapons and armored vehicles participating in the battle, the defenders of Philadelphia are simply unable to withstand this force powerful enough to tear everything apart.

    Stepping on the rubble and debris on the ground, I slowly walked into the city through the gap in the collapsed wall. The first thing I saw was the burning houses, and bodies scattered among the broken walls.

    Lin Xiang is not bloodthirsty. Regardless of whether they are refugees or civilians, he will always bring them under the control of Hidden Moon City and become part of his own strength.

    However, the situation this time was completely different.  The intelligence obtained from Liujin City shows that Philadelphia isThe core city that the ?? family has worked hard for many years has stable public security and the composition of the population is inextricably linked to the Fei family.  A considerable number of them are official members of the Fei family or are related by blood, and outsiders cannot break the psychological barriers caused by this kind of rule.  In other words, even if everyone in the Fei family is killed and all the civilians here are moved back to Yinyue, they will not become the ruled who obey their rules.

    The wasteland world has its own unique rules - the weak eat the strong.

    If Hidden Moon City wants to develop, it must show its powerful and ruthless side at the right time.  Blindly retreating will only be considered weak. With the help of the Fei family's hiring of murderers, Lin Xiang is also using another terrible way to show other forces around Yinyue that his counterattack will bring consequences that no one can bear.  disastrous consequences.

    He must massacre the city.

    ¡­¡­

    In the spacious city lord's office, an old man stood in the corner holding a five or six-year-old child.  Krasnov stood around with several Hidden Moon City soldiers with live ammunition, aiming their black and cold guns at the two last survivors who were unarmed and so weak that they were almost negligible.

    Lin Xiang walked into the room under the escort of two soldiers, stood about three meters away from the other party, and looked at them coldly.

    Fei Shu was leaning against the wall, his black robe torn from the side, his left sleeve hanging diagonally on the ground, and there were a few traces of blood on his shoulders left by himself or someone else.  His gray beard was singed, and there were signs of fire on his eyebrows and hair.  He hugged the child tightly in his arms, tried his best to widen his eyes, and looked at the indifferent Lin Xiang with eyes wide open.
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