The last time I saw the six-legged monsters was still in the Tibetan area. I didn’t expect that they were seen again not long after. Is it just red and gray that is only harmful to humans?

The six-legged monster outside the gate obviously heard Lao Qiao's voice, moved its six legs and crawled into the yard.

The six-legged monster is not a real spider. It retains the upper body of the human body, rotates its neck for half a circle, and stares at the window.

Old Joe was protected by Tom. Tom raised his pistol and aimed at the window. One step or two steps, the six-legged man slowly crawled closer.

I saw Tom's fingers holding the gun tightened a little bit again and pulled the trigger at any time. Old Qiao made a move to cover his mouth and nose, as if he was afraid that his breathing would be heard by the six-legged monster.

The six-legged monster is just a minion. What we should really pay attention to is the red ball zombies behind it. Where there are six-legged monsters, there must be red ball zombies.

I just don’t know if the blood rain has an impact on the Red Ball Zombies. After all, the Red Ball Zombies are always hidden in very closed places underground.

As for the six-legged monsters, their red nets are biological weapons and not superpowers, so we must not underestimate the threats they bring now.

I didn't get the gun on the table. The gun needed to be turned on and there would be a sound. I gently stepped back to the kitchen and picked up a kitchen knife from the chopping board.

Gu Yu moved into the bathroom and assigned a towel to each person. There was a thick layer of dust on the towel, which smelled like earth, but normal soil was sucked into the lungs and could not die. The red and gray floating outside the house was floating, but it could kill people.

All four of them were ready. Once the six-legged monster broke into the window, Tom would shoot immediately. I was responsible for the second attack. Old Qiao took the opportunity to jump out of the window and escape.

Gu Yu covered him up to prevent the six-legged monster from turning back to attack him. Lao Qiao was the weakest among us, so he naturally became the object of protection for the three of us.

Woo--

Suddenly, a horn sounded, and the six-legged monster seemed to be frightened, quickly moved his six legs and turned to face the direction where the horn sound came.

And he retreated little by little to the window. It might not have planned to enter the house just now, but now it was frightened by Mo Ming, and it seemed that it had to come in.

If there were only six-legged monsters, the four of us could still compete, but there was clearly something else that could make six-legged monsters afraid of them. If you want to survive, you must not bear it!

The four of us were patrolling the room almost at the same time, communicating with each other with eyes and gestures. Finally, Lao Qiao stuffed his fat body into the closet.

Tom was about to squeeze into the gap between the sand and the wall. At this time, he didn't care about how much noise it made. The sand instantly hit the coffee table in front and made a bang.

There was only a refrigerator and a set of storage cabinets left in the living room. The refrigerator was in the corner of the wall, and Gu Yu moved it away and hid behind.

Among the four, I was the most "petite". The storage cabinet was my best choice. I quickly swept the things in the cabinet to the ground. I shrank and squatted in. The window was knocked open by the six-legged monster. The broken glass flew into the living room. I quickly closed the cabinet door, and only a few bangs were heard. It was the sound of glass fragments hitting the cabinet door.

Then another plop, and the six-legged monster fell into the house. The sound of it trying to stabilize its body and adjust its steps.

Apart from that, I didn't hear any other steps, but the six-legged monster was obviously nervous and panicked. It dodged left and right in the room, as if it was avoiding some kind of attack.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the continuous sound of breaking through the air finally calmed me down. Only things in the material world are nothing scary, at least visible and heard enemies.

I don’t know whether the people’s weapons to deal with the Six-Levels hit the Six-Levels, but the ones that didn’t hit all fell to the wall, sand, cabinet doors, and refrigerators, making different impacts.

Not a bullet!

I was sure in my heart that if it were a bullet, the wooden cabinet door in front of me would have been broken, and the coffee table would have been broken.

What would it be? If you can't even penetrate the cabinet door, how could you hurt the Six-legged monster?

Moreover, when the opponent fired this unknown weapon, I didn't hear any sound, which means that I was not using a gun.

Dart? A picture flashed in my mind, a row of assassins in night clothes lay on the top of the yard wall and threw darts into the window.

This kind of "retro" plot seems not suitable for the end of the world. I was about to open a gap in the cabinet door and peek at the outside. Another "clang" sound, a needle pierced the cabinet door, and the tip of the needle stopped less than one centimeter from my eyeball.

I quickly retracted my back of my head into the innermost part of the cabinet. The tip of the needle was shining with a faint green light, and the needle was poisonous!

All kinds of monsters and monsters appear in the end of the world. It’s okay to use hidden weapons, but they still use poison. Is this a martial arts novel?

"Sect Master, that monster is poisoned." A muffled voice came in from the yard. At this time, the six-legged monster's footsteps did sound a little "floating", as if a drunk man was shaking around the room, and his body hit the furniture and walls from time to time.

I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm afraid it will knock over the refrigerator or smash the cabinet door and expose us.

"Increase the dose and give it something exciting." Another muffled voice rang out.

Their faces seemed to be covered with things, probably like gas masks, so their voices were seriously distorted.

As soon as the "head" finished speaking, another rain of poisonous needles shot into the house. The cabinet door had been pierced through more than a dozen places and was almost turned into a nail board. I had to put the kitchen knife across my face to avoid piercing my face and ruining my face.

The six-legged monster finally fell to the ground and at the same time smashed the coffee table in front of the sand. When people outside the house saw it falling, they sent a few people in to drag it away.

All of them died, what did they do to drag a mutant zombie?

Despite all my doubts, I didn't dare to open the cabinet door and look out. Before I knew where the other party came from, I was afraid that I would be stabbed into a hedgehog by the poisonous needle rain as soon as I showed up.

Of course, Gu Yu will definitely protect me, but his remaining power is limited. We don’t know how many people came outside, whether they brought weapons of destruction or not. It is best not to let these people appear.

"Sect Master, there's something wrong!" A guy who was dragging the monster suddenly shouted: "There's someone in the room, look."

My heart was broken, who was revealed by him?

Then I heard the man say, "The doors and windows are sealed with tape, and it will definitely not take a day."

"Zhengmen." Another voice came from the kitchen: "There is no kitchen knife, and there is instant noodles packaging in the trash can, which has just been opened not long ago."

"The poison gas has just disappeared this morning. They couldn't leave last night. There were no footprints on the ash layer in the yard. They must be still there."

After a comprehensive analysis, I decided to go out and shake hands with him. But before I could move, Lao Qiao's voice suddenly sounded from the wardrobe door: "I'm here."

"Who? Come out!"

"Don't be excited, I don't have weapons." Old Qiao pushed open the wardrobe door, "I'm a doctor, look, I don't have weapons."

"Is it him?"

"Yes, Joel Clayton, a famous brain surgeon, a member of the project team of the Conflict Project."

"Doctor Clayton, hand over the chip."

"What? Chip? Oh, that thing is useless and I have thrown away."

"Search his body."

"The laboratory has been destroyed, I don't need to lie to you. Do you think I know programming? Stop teasing, those codes are more difficult to understand than alien text."

The head ignored Lao Qiao's explanation and sent someone to search for him. Lao Qiao did not lie. He had neither weapons nor chips.

"Where did you throw it away?" the head of the sect asked again after searching for his body without success.

"I just threw it away. I was running for my life at that time, about twenty miles from Yaojia Town. Sorry, it was too dark and I can't remember it."

Lao Qiao's words sounded perfect, but today may be my unlucky day, and one of the other people reported again:

"Sir, look at this."

I don't have to look at what they found. Sure enough, the head of the sect asked in a cold tone: "Doctor Clayton, please explain why you threw away the chip but kept this freezer?"

It is indeed unreasonable to throw away all the most important chips, run away with the zombie head, or carry a box with the head.

"I used it, I'm a supernatural." The refrigerator was pushed aside and Gu Yu walked out.

"I thought all the psychics in the protection laboratory were dead." The head of the sect said: "It's so strange, why don't they use this method to save themselves?"

The head of the sect was stunned. The method of using low temperature to relieve blood rain suppression was told by Lao Qiao that the laboratory can operate in the corpse-occupied area for nearly a year, and there are undoubtedly people who are protecting it.

If those psychics use Lao Qiao's method, they may be able to escape, but if something happened in the laboratory, only Lao Qiao and Tom escaped.

I held my breath and waited for Lao Qiao's explanation. Lao Qiao said without thinking, "Ordinary freezer is useless. Only this special nutrient low-temperature storage box is effective. There are only three in total, two with the laboratory's 'boom'. This is the last one, but the nutritional supply inside has expired. Now it is just an ordinary box."

Fortunately, I wanted to wait for Honghui to stop and find a freezer to freeze myself. It turned out that not all freezers could help people recover their superpowers.

To put it bluntly, what is the special nutritional low-temperature storage box? It is a disposable/supply. I retracted my thoughts and stretched my ears to listen to the movements outside. The most important thing now is whether people will put Gu Yu and Lao Qiao.

"Then I'll ask Dr. Clayton to give us a way. It's safer to destroy something as important as a chip, so as not to be picked up by bad people and do evil."

"No problem, I'll take you there." Old Qiao took the lead to the door.

But the head of the sect said: "Mr. Bodyguard, aren't you going with us?"

He was obviously talking to Gu Yu. Based on my understanding of Gu Yu, he would definitely not want the chip to fall into the hands of anyone, at least not in the hands of this group of people.

So he followed Lao Qiao's footsteps and left the village with the group of people. Until he could not hear anything, Tom and I came out.

According to the situation at that time, some of us must have stood up to face the people, and it was even worse to be caught out by others. Lao Qiao could also sacrifice himself for us.

Gu Yu naturally thought so, and the people who stayed can follow them and wait for an opportunity to rescue them.

"I'm sorry before, little girl, no matter who you are, I believe you now. Old Qiao cannot die. There are fewer and fewer scientists like him. He is the hope of mankind. I ask you to save him."

"Then tell me first, it's really only a special low-temperature storage box that can help people recover their superpowers?"
Chapter completed!