Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 250 Lighting the Sky Lantern

"Damn!"

There was a whistling sound from Taotie's fat palms, and even with his heels, he could tell what the consequences would be if he hit his head. Qi Lin had no choice but to pull out the bone blade, stamped his heels hard, and leaned back violently. ——

However, although his head was avoided, he was still patted on the left shoulder by the opponent. Qi Lin only felt a strong force coming, and the whole person flew out in an instant!

"Bah!"

Qi Lin slammed into a pile of cardboard boxes, knocking those boxes full of cans and shelf-stable foods to the ground.

"Hey...it hurts..."

Qi Lin only felt a sharp pain coming from his left shoulder, but below the shoulder, he completely lost consciousness.

Looking down, he saw that his left shoulder was a bloody mess, with a few stubbles protruding from the skin and the flesh was exposed, while the whole arm was hanging limply by his side, spasming slightly from time to time.

In addition, there was still a dull pain in the chest—after Qi Lin spit out a large mouthful of blood, the dull pain disappeared, but turned into a severe and obvious pain.

"The left scapula was comminuted, the nerves and muscles were greatly damaged, 79 points of health were lost, and the left arm lost 100% of its mobility."

"Multiple organs in the heart and lungs were injured by the shock, internal bleeding was massive, and 615 points of health were lost."

"Multiple cracks appeared in the ribs, the chest and back muscles were severely strained, and the flexibility of the body decreased by 17%."

……

Zhinao flashed a long list of injury information in front of Qi Lin one after another, and Taotie's slapped palm directly put Qi Lin, a third-level evolutionary, in a state of serious injury.

Moreover, if Qi Lin's body hadn't been strengthened many times, the dark energy contained in this slap was enough to directly shatter his heart. In that case, no matter how strong Qi Lin's recovery ability is, he would definitely be dead up.

Is this guy still human?
Qi Lin couldn't help but come up with such an idea.

Although the power of fury is terrifying, it is just brute force, but what Taotie has mastered is a kind of insidious "dark energy". This kind of dark energy can be transmitted into the opponent's body through contact, thus causing terrible damage.

When Qi Lin fell, Cheng Yanqiu and Wuyan had already installed the silencer on the muzzle of the Type 79 submachine gun. However, facing the two dark muzzles, Taotie had no intention of dodging at all, and just raised his arms again. , blocked in front of his own eyes.

"Thug-chug--!!"

Cheng Yanqiu and Wuyan fired at the same time, but the bullets fired from the muzzle of the gun did not hurt Taotie at all.

The 79-type submachine gun uses the 51-type pistol bullet. This 7.62mm pistol bullet is imitated based on the Tokarev pistol bullet. Within a distance of 50 meters, the armor-piercing ability of the bullet with brass armor is not good at all. No less than a bullet fired by an assault rifle of the same caliber.

However, when these bullets hit Taotie's fat body, the layer upon layer of fat surged up like waves, and the moment the bullet touched Taotie, the kinetic energy attached to it was already removed. Mostly.

Even if there are a few shots that can barely penetrate Taotie's skin, the bullets are almost at the end of their strength, and even the thick subcutaneous fat layer cannot penetrate.

"You are not from the Mutual Aid Society! Who are you?!" Taotie also realized that the question was wrong, and asked coldly—but at this moment, his other hand was still busy opening an unopened can of sardines .

Taotie's fingers are very thick, and five of them are arranged together like five fat meat dates, but they are very flexible, and they can completely tear off the aluminum cover on the can with two or three strokes. A stubby finger went straight into the can, squeezed out a large handful of pickled sardines that were still dripping with soup, and stuffed them into his mouth indiscriminately.

Enduring the severe pain, Qi Lin connected the dislocated and broken bones on his left shoulder one by one, and stood up from the pile of cardboard boxes with great effort—as for the damaged nerves and muscles, he had to wait for the body to recover on its own.

Although it only takes a few days to fully recover, it only takes at most 2 minutes to recover to the point where you can fight.

"Fog Eye, what do you know about this fat man?" Qi Lin asked. For Taotie, there are far fewer paper materials in the Mutual Aid Association than Fury. As for Taotie's original ID, it is also a string of garbled characters A jumbled mixture of numbers and letters.

"I only know that this guy used to be a bulimia patient, and he became like this after absorbing a strange serum-this is just a rumor within the mutual aid association, no one has ever seen him shoot!"

Foggy Eye said quickly while changing the magazine for the Type 79 submachine gun.

It was not only Qi Lin who heard this, but Taotie also heard it. The fat man couldn't help but take a look at Wuyan, and while chewing the food in his mouth, he muttered indistinctly: "Traitor? I hate traitors the most. !"

As he said that, Taotie gently pinched the emptied sardine can, and the metal can instantly turned into a compact aluminum ball the size of a quail egg.

With a flick of Taotie Roudundun's finger, the aluminum ball was like a projectile that had escaped from the chamber. Before Fog Eye could react, it hit him directly in the lower abdomen!
Wuyan let out a muffled snort, and immediately knelt down on the ground covering his stomach with his hands, and the bright red blood smeared a large area on his clothes in an instant.

Cheng Yanqiu and Qi Lin hurriedly dragged the injured Wuyan to hide behind a row of shelves, tore off the clothes on Wuyan's body, only to see a big hole was opened in his lower abdomen, and blood was gushing out.

"Look at that glutton, I'll help him deal with it!" Cheng Yanqiu said urgently, Qi Lin didn't say much, and directly stuffed the first-aid kit into Cheng Yanqiu's hand, pulled out the pistol, and poked out half of his head from behind the shelf.

Taotie was still sitting there and eating non-stop. According to Qi Lin's estimation, although the opponent was strong, his body's consumption of energy was probably astonishing, so he needed to eat non-stop.

So how can we get rid of this fat man?
Qi Lin thought desperately, with the three of them's current attack methods, they couldn't even break through the opponent's thick layer of fat.

If you want to hurt Taotie, first of all, you must find a way to penetrate the tens of centimeters of fat on the opponent's body...fat...wait a minute, fat!

Suddenly, Qi Lin's eyes lit up, he put the pistol back into his waist, and drew out the bone blade.

"Cheng Yanqiu, take care of Fog Eye, I will try it."

"What to try?"

"Light the sky lantern!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Lin rushed out from the back door of the shelf, and while quickly approaching Taotie, he kept kicking the canned food and food bags scattered on the ground towards him, hoping to distract Taotie's attention.

But Qi Lin's move was a bit redundant, Taotie didn't regard him as a threat at all, let Qi Lin rush to keep up, and then unhurriedly stretched out a finger covered with grease and sauce, He patted Qi Lin again.

Qi Lin quickly dodged and swung the bone blade quickly, cutting a cross-shaped incision on the back of Taotie's hand.

The thick skin burst open, immediately revealing the light yellow subcutaneous fat underneath, with a little red blood streaked on top of the fat.

With one blow, Qi Lin changed his footsteps instantly, moved two steps sideways to the left rear of Taotie, swung his knife down, and cut a shallow cut in the fat on Taotie's back waist.

The fat content here is obviously much higher than that of the back of the hand, the opening was suddenly opened, and the light yellow fat squeezed out from inside.

Taotie's strength is great, his speed is very fast, and there is hidden energy in his attack, but his weight is really there. No matter how flexible he is, if he wants to go from turning around to attack to Qi Lin is also quite strenuous.

Especially the large amount of fat accumulated on his back shoulders made it impossible for Taotie's arms to reach behind him.

Qi Lin just kept turning around Taotie, and the bone blade in his hand found the right opportunity to leave a few "insignificant" small holes in the opponent's body from time to time, and spent most of his time and energy dodging Taotie's attack.

Although these small wounds are not even tickling for Taotie, Qi Lin has been circling around him like this, which completely annoyed this meaty guy. Taotie roared and slapped the floor hard, The whole person wanted to stand up from the ground.

Qi Lin, on the other hand, seized this opportunity, risking himself being swept away by Taotie's elbow, and suddenly approached him. At the same time, his left hand hidden behind his back took out a windproof lighter from his trouser pocket. The thumb gave a sharp push on the grinding wheel.

"Fortunately, I brought a lighter this time, not a scythe." Qi Lin said with emotion when pushing the grinding wheel.

With a "click", flames immediately burst out from the lighter, and Taotie's elbow had already reached Qi Lin's chest!
Qi Lin tried his best to turn his body to the left rear side to avoid the vital point of his heart. At the same time, with a flick of his left hand, he threw the lit lighter in his hand to Taotie!

The current Taotie is full of fat spilled from the wound, this is simply the best combustible material!
Just when Qi Lin was thrown away by Taotie's heavy elbow, the sudden burst of flames instantly enveloped Taotie's whole body inside!

(End of this chapter)