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Volume 2 City Horror Chapter 109 Death of Qu Shi

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    Qu Shi took out the aluminum nunchaku from his waist, his hands trembling very much, and placed it in front of Yang Lie.  "I am not the owner of this nunchaku, Yang Lie, help me find the person who really needs it. If you can, I will also trouble you with the remaining nine weaponsah!" Qu Shi roared in pain, holding his hand  With one shot, the nunchucks fell heavily to the ground.  Black blood spots have spread to his neck, and his whole body has become strangely red. Sweat beads have penetrated his whole body. Yang Lie knows that he is suffering from the attack of the virus all over his body. He has experienced that kind of pain himself, and he knows that it is not something ordinary people can experience.  If he can bear it, he is enduring it now because of Yang Lie's promise.  Yang Lie looked at the nunchaku on the ground. This was not the first time he saw it. It was the same as usual. There was not much difference. He reached out and grabbed it.  "Huh!" Before Yang Lie's hand touched it, he felt a whirlwind turning in the palm of his hand. It was not the wind from the surroundings. It was in the bushes and the wind couldn't blow in. It was the breeze blowing from the nunchucks.  Yang Lie could feel the power of the wind getting stronger without getting any closer. His hand actually wanted to touch him a little unnaturally, and wanted to own it.  "Huh!" Yang Lie touched his hand and felt that he was surrounded by wind. His Qi actually merged with the nunchucks, and the gas was continuously discharged from the body to the nunchucks.  "No, it's sucking the gas from my body!" The huge energy movement made Yang Lie's vision go dark for an instant. The nunchucks were like an object hole, draining all the gas from Yang Lie's body in an instant. Soon, Yang Lie's body was filled with gas.  The energy had been squeezed out, but it was still not satisfied and began to pull out the X-virus from Yang Lie's head.  From his head, to his chest, to his hands, and then to the nunchucks, Yang Lie felt all these changes. He wanted to let go. It would be very bad for him if this continued, but the nunchucks seemed to have infinite viscosity and he could not get rid of them no matter what.  open.  Qu Shi was also surprised. He could feel the changes in the nunchaku. It became more powerful and a wind blew out of it. This wind was the first time he saw it when his father held it in his hand.  He had felt it before, but it was just a flash in the pan. After his father passed away and until he got it, he couldn't feel it again. Now he feels it again in Yang Lie.  The nunchaku absorbed the X-virus from Yang Lie, and after a while, it stopped. Yang Lie was about to shake it away, and he would definitely not be able to bear being absorbed like this.  Unexpectedly, a backflow began to come from the nunchucks, like endless Qi mixed with the X-virus on Yang Lie's body, overflowing from the nunchucks and rushing into his body.  "Whew!" A strong wind blew out from all around him, hitting the leaves with a strong rustling sound.  After a while, Yang Lie and the nunchucks were in a balanced state. The nunchakus were filled with his energy. He tried to send the energy out through the nunchakus and aimed it at the big tree next to him.  He swung the stick, but before it reached him, a strong wind had already pushed the big tree to one side.  "Hang Dong!" With one blow, the entire tree was knocked down, and Yang Lie didn't feel how hard he had used it, it was just that part of his body's energy was released.  Qu Shi smiled painfully. He knew that the last nine weapons left by his father must have secrets that he could not decipher. He spent many nights researching and made no progress. Now they are easily in Yang Lie's hands.  Crack it out.  "Qu Shi, does your boss practice martial arts, and is he an internal martial artist?" Yang Lie helped Qu Shi up. His face looked very bad, and black blood spots almost occupied his entire face. His hands had begun to rot.  The time is running out.  "Huh?" Qu Shi's consciousness became a little blurry. He didn't know why Yang Lie asked, but he still replied: "Yes, my father has practiced Tai Chi for more than 30 years." "No wonder, his father is very good. He  All your own Qi is poured into the weapon. If it looks like an ordinary weapon, the Qi in the body will be sucked out by the martial arts practitioner. " "What about you? " " Because of me.  I am not an ordinary person. I still have the X virus and the G virus in my body. Now they are well integrated. I can feel your father's anger. It is a very gentle feeling, with a little sadness.  But it has more of a kind of love and peace." Yang Lie held the nunchaku in front of Qu Shi and put his hands on the nunchucks.  Yang Lie himself couldn't control the emission of Qi, but this nunchaku could. He transferred all the Qi to the nunchucks, and then the nunchakus transmitted it to Qu Shi. He didn't know if Qu Shi could feel it.  But he can indeed feel the paternal love he left behind as a father from this nunchaku, that kind of selfless and kind love.  Yang Lie¡¯s Qi is being consumed. The nunchucks use up a lot of Qi to send out Qi, but Yang Lie feels that it doesn¡¯t matter now. He still has ginseng, which can be replenished, and Qu Shi will turn into a zombie. This is?The last wish, this may be the message his father wants to convey to him. This may be the last thing his father cannot say. He can only express it in this way.  "Drip!" A crystal clear teardrop fell from Qu Shi's face and dripped on the nunchucks.  "Dad! Oh woo hoo!" Qu Shi couldn't help crying, and he let out a hoarse roar from his throat as he cried.  "Ah!" His eyes were already red, and the black blood spots all over his body were reflected red and black.  "Yang Lie, thank you, I feel it. From now on, it will be yours, and you will be its owner. Now, give me a break. I don't want to become a zombie, and I don't want to attack you! Ah, kill me quickly!" Qu  Shi was begging Yang Lie. He didn't know where the strength came from to hold Yang Lie's arm tightly, and his nails that had slowly grown had sunk into Yang Lie's flesh, digging out thick blood.  Yang Lie broke him free, but he couldn't do it. He killed as many zombies as the God of War, but only his friends.  He raised the nunchaku in his hand and was about to strike, but couldn't get it down. Listening to Qu Shi twitching and wailing on the ground, he felt very uncomfortable. He didn't know what he should do. He couldn't get out.  This shade.  Suddenly, Qu Shi rolled his eyes, and his eyeballs turned white. Two rows of fangs were aimed at Yang Lie's neck and he was about to bite him.  At such a distance, Yang Lie had no time to dodge. By the time he reacted, Big Mouth was already only a few centimeters away from him.  "Bang!" There was a huge gunshot. There was no pain in Yang Lie's neck as he imagined, and there was not even any loss of flesh and blood, but Yang Lie's eyes were covered with blood.  As the gunshots fell, he watched Qu Shiruan fall to the ground with wide eyes. The former friend finally died in front of him. He was powerless. He was so fragile. He couldn't protect the people he valued.
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