Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

"Oh!"

The sound of the huge explosion made my ears ring, and the flames soaring into the sky dared to come towards us along with pieces of iron and the like.

Fortunately, there is a windshield in front of us, and it is strong enough to block all those things.

"The second explosion probably burned the fuel tank..."

Brother Wang muttered to himself, and got out of the car, "If you can't drive, you can only rely on walking for the rest of the road."

Fuck!
I slammed the steering wheel hard. Although I was not reconciled, I got out of the car and followed Brother Wang's footsteps along the side of the road, bypassing the mess in this place.

Bad start, I know what that means.

This tragic scene must have been written by those bastards in the company. Except for them, I can't think of anyone who has the ability to massacre a fully armed elite team of 50 people on this remote road where no birds can lay eggs, even when we arrived. Not a single body was to be seen.

"They must have found us."

Brother Wang, who was walking in front, finished speaking lightly, lit a cigarette with the help of the flame ignited by the explosion just now, took a deep breath, put the lit part of the cigarette upwards, and stood firmly on the ground to show his respect for these people. Respect for sacrificed personnel.

"You are not afraid?"

I glanced at Brother Wang's calm face and said tentatively.

He didn't seem to worry about his own safety at all, and he seemed to disregard life and death.

"Anyway, death is a big deal, what is there to be afraid of?"

Brother Wang smiled brightly and didn't take what I said seriously.

The fire was dazzling, reflecting the vicissitudes of the face of Brother Wang, and the faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air was a bit choking, but I still took a deep breath, patted Brother Wang on the shoulder, and walked around the mess of the place, continuing go forward.

Words speak louder than words at this moment, and he will still think clearly about the pros and cons.

There is still some distance from the town of Mosans, and now the hour hand has passed seven o'clock, we must speed up our pace.

Under the darkness of the night, you can see the light of fireflies on the wasteland by the roadside. If I don’t have important things to do now, I really want to sit down here and find someone to talk to all night.

Suddenly, when my mind was full of thoughts, Brother Wang grabbed my arm and said in a hoarse voice, "If the situation changes, don't worry about me."

"promise me!"

He intensified his grip on my arm in vain, roaring at me like a lion waking up.

"Ah."

I jerked his hand off my arm, looked at him, and nodded solemnly.

There are many evils in this crime, and we may not be able to survive in the end.

Late at night, we also approached the town of Mosans, and we could even see the lights of the town from a distance.

Outside the town, there is a gas station, and that's where our destination is.

Just a quick glance, although the gas station is brightly lit at the moment, there are only a few chatting staff standing there, and there is nothing else.

"Half an hour left."

I checked the time, and then got off the road with Brother Wang, walking carefully in the weedy wasteland.

A few mosquitoes and flies passed by our ears from time to time, which added an indescribable sense of tension to us.

Gradually, we got into the gas station.

"look!"

Suddenly, Brother Wang grabbed my neck, helped me lower my body, and plunged into the weed pile.

Looking in the direction he pointed, I saw a black figure standing on the roof of the gas station.

Even though there is still some distance between us, I can still feel the danger in this black shadow. He is like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, always ready to bite the unsuspecting people.

"He and you should be of the same kind."

Brother Wang lowered his voice.

Although I know that the same kind he said refers to reformed people, but after he said this, I still feel a little awkward in my heart.

After all, no one wants to be looked at by others.

Basically, I'd rather be treated like a human being, which is one of the reasons I've gone to such lengths to get the curse off of me.

In the gas station, two workers squatted and chatted easily, completely unaware that they had become prey to be caught.

In an instant, the shadow moved.

Right under our eyelids, this black image seemed to melt, turning into a puddle of pus from the top, slowly dripping down, and then under our gaze, behind the two gas station workers It turned into a giant net, quietly enveloping the two people.

I saw signs of struggle between the two people, but it didn't take long for the mucus that surrounded them to become a naked man.

And the staff of the two gas stations disappeared, as if they were eaten by the liquid, which is the man I saw now.

With just one glance, I recognized the man.

Dyke!

He is very tall and has that prominent hooked nose!I will never admit my mistake!
"Don't move!"

Brother Wang held my neck tightly. With his eyesight, he couldn't see as clearly as I did, and he didn't recognize Deke either.

But he is very clear that the thing in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person!

In an instant, I thought I should know how the 50-member elite team was completely wiped out. They must have been murdered by the reformed person Deke!Although they still had the strength to struggle before being eaten, when they faced a reformed person with special abilities who were not afraid of bullets, their struggle was useless and they could only wait for death!

For me, this was shocking but also gave me a huge headache.

How to deal with reformers?

I'm not like that doctor, who has some research on morphing people, and I don't have that kind of potion that can paralyze morphing people!
This kind of cyborg who almost ignores most physical attacks is a headache for me.

If it were another reformer, maybe I would still have the opportunity to fill his head while he was unprepared, but facing this... there is no good way.

Just when I was having a headache, Deckard picked up a few staff clothes from the ground, put them on, and then stood still, as if waiting for something.

Brother Wang glanced at the time, breathing heavily, "There are still 15 minutes."

15 minutes!

I was also sweating, thinking crazily what we should do now.

Deck alone is enough to cause us headaches, not to mention other reformers who may come around here, or later, when the time comes, let alone grabbing things to save people, those reformers alone will Enough to finish us off, even like those who died before, not even a body will be left.

Maybe after tonight, no one except God will know that someone died at the gas station in this small town.