Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

"Are you in trouble so soon?" Teng Xiyan's eyes twitched, and his sixth sense told him that the thing in front of him was difficult to deal with.

At present, he is completely at a disadvantage, and it can even be said that he has no chance of winning. Although he has just drank the YN3 recovery agent, his body has not yet recovered to the stage where he can run vigorously. He clenched the anesthetic needle in his hand, his indifferent eyes and The mutant tigers looked at each other.

The mutated tiger let out a dull growl from deep in its throat. Its limbs were thicker than his legs, and then it slowly stood up. It shook the rubble stuck to its body, jumped down, and landed on the flat ground.

The liquid secreted by the vines behind him fell to the ground drop by drop, making a thick and hollow sound. He sighed. He was still wearing a pair of hospital slippers on his feet, so he couldn't run.

He took out another anesthesia needle from his plastic bag, stared at the mutated tiger, and gave a very plain smile: "You only have one chance, and you will die if you die."

The mutated tiger seemed light and made no sound when he jumped down, but the dry cement under his feet was trampled into crumbs by its hard claws. Every time he took a step closer to him, the gurgling sound in his throat became more and more excited, with a hint of dismay. The pleasure of having prey die in your claws.

The red-haired man Tantai Zhao, who was flying over in a helicopter, locked his sights on the mutated tiger below. He zoomed in and found that there was a man in hospital clothes opposite the mutated tiger. He gasped, "Boss, there's something down below." I'm going to die personally."

Tantai Zhao looked like he was watching a good show, because he found that the man below was staring at the mutated tiger. He didn't know whether he was frightened or not at all. He stood there without moving.

Cang Mingzhu frowned and whispered: "Why don't you lower the height and wait for that person to die?"

"Roger that!"

The sound of the helicopter's propellers flapping attracted the attention of the man and the tiger below. They all looked up subconsciously. Teng Xiyan took advantage of the mutant tiger's attention to be attracted and jumped towards him. The anesthetic in his hand stabbed the mutant tiger fiercely. neck.

The needle tube suddenly broke at the neck, and only a few millimeters of the needle were inserted. Before it could be injected in, the anesthetic flowed down the hair.

Teng Xiyan's face was covered with black lines. What kind of mutant species has such a hard neck?

"Tsk!"

He stepped back, and sure enough, the mutant tiger turned towards him and let out an eardrum-shattering roar. Before Teng Xiyan could take out the anesthesia needle, the mutant tiger lunged towards him, its sharp fangs aimed at Teng Xiyan's head.

He believed that if it touched his skull, it would be shattered in seconds.

The serrated teeth of the mutated tiger passed by his shoulder, blowing a strong gust of wind. He rolled sideways to the right, and the needle in the plastic bag in his hand fell to the ground. He grabbed two anesthetics and held them in his hand without any thought. Hesitantly, he rushed forward again. This time, he directly changed the place. If it were the most vulnerable place, it must be the eyes!

After the mutated tiger bit the air, he immediately turned around and continued to bite him. Sticky saliva hung on the sharp teeth and hung downward. The moment he was about to come into contact with the mutated tiger, he suddenly knelt down, almost lying on his stomach. on the ground.

If you stab him from the front, he is mentally ill!

The powerful mutant tiger did not stop the car and rushed forward. Teng Xiyan turned sideways and drew the sharp needle towards the mutant tiger's soft belly.

The moment it penetrated the hair, he pushed the needle in hard, then let go of his hand and rolled backwards twice. The white and blue striped hospital clothes were stained with a few drops of blood from the mutated tiger's wound.

Teng Xiyan was propped up on the ground, with a layer of sweat covering his forehead, and his face gradually turned pale. Sure enough, his newly recovered body still needed to rest for a while, and his quality was simply too poor.

The mutant tiger rushed straight towards a stone wall, and a tearing roar of pain suddenly came from the mutant tiger's mouth.

A spider-like crack appeared on the wall where it was hit. Teng Xiyan gasped and swallowed. Fortunately, he had just turned around and climbed down, otherwise he would have been the one with the crack.

The mutated tiger turned around, fluffed out his hair, and made a rustling sound. The blood in his abdomen fell to the ground drop by drop, and it seemed that it did not cause any harm to him.

Teng Xiyan's eyes were fixed on the mutated tiger, counting silently in his mind.

three.

The mutated tiger's eyes became scarleter, and he walked towards Teng Xiyan step by step.

two.

He no longer had the strength to get up, so he could only stare at the mutated tiger with disgusting saliva. The mutated tiger, which was twice his size, was less than half a meter away from him. The beating of his heart was penetrating Teng Xiyan's eardrums.

One.

The mutated tiger opened its fangs and bit his head violently. Teng Xiyan closed his eyes.

Life and death, destiny and wealth are in heaven.

Pain and death did not hit him as he imagined, but he heard the sound of a giant falling to the ground. The mutated tiger's huge body collapsed at his feet, and a victorious smile appeared on Teng Xiyan's pale handsome face.

As expected of me.

He didn't have the strength to run away now. He didn't know how long the anesthetic would last on such mutated things. The mutated tiger's chest was still rising and falling slightly, which meant it wasn't fatal yet. He picked up a piece and turned around, sitting on the mutated tiger's chest. Beside the head.

He lifted the brick and dropped it hard, blood splattered, his vision gradually began to blur, and the strength of his hand began to decrease.

He just saw a helicopter above his head, and he didn't know how long it would take to get him. He hoped to find him quickly before the bad tiger woke up and tore him apart.

His thinking gradually began to slow down. Some noises suddenly appeared not far ahead. Teng Xiyan raised his head and saw two things walking towards him in his blurred vision.

Is it a human...or a mutant...?

His throat was too dry and he couldn't speak. He raised his hand and gave a final blow. His consciousness finally disappeared and he fell towards the open space.

Tantai Zhao narrowed his eyes and was a little surprised: "Boss, are you sure this is an ordinary person?"

Cang Mingzhu didn't say anything. He walked quickly to Teng Xiyan, stretched out his hand to check his pulse, then withdrew his hand and said in a cold voice: "Take care of this mutant."

Tantai Zhao took out the purification gun attached to his waist, aimed it between the mutant tiger's eyebrows, and shot it without hesitation.

The last bit of life was completely extracted by the purification gun.

"This handsome guy is really interesting. If he hits the brick a few more times, the mutated tiger will die."

Cang Mingzhu stood up, looked around with sharp eyes like an eagle's eyes, and said, "On his own, it is naturally impossible to kill him. Look for anything around."

Tantai Zhao moved his fingertips and his eyes fell on a scattered plastic bag. He walked over and picked up a needle. Then he compared the wounds on the mutated tiger and found that the wounds were consistent.

"It should be the drugs inside that cause the mutants to lose consciousness. Tsk, there's something about this handsome guy!"

Cang Mingzhu's eyes moved and he said solemnly: "Recycle."

"receive."

General Tantai Zhao used the broken plastic bag to pack the scattered syringes and nutritional supplements, then held two nutritional supplements on his fingers and asked: "Boss, this handsome guy is half dead, do you want to give him two nutritional supplements?"

Cang Mingzhu lowered his eyes and stared at the sleeping person on the ground. He reached out to take the nutrient from Tantai Zhao's hand, bent down and knelt on the ground, raised his hand to lift Teng Xiyan's neck, and poured the nutrient directly into his mouth. But Teng Xiyan was in a coma, and most of the nutrients flowed out from his neck.

Tantai Zhao shook his head in disgust: "Boss, you don't care about women at all. You don't know how to take care of others. How can you marry a wife in the future?"