biochemical corpse

The car bumped along the way, and Tang Chu and Kloss inevitably bumped into each other.But it was obvious that Cross was much more nervous than Tang Chu, even though both of them had tight muscles.

The wind and sand poured in from all around desperately, Kloss was a little better because of being pressed under Tang Chu, but Tang Chu's whole face was exposed to the air.

Maintaining one movement for a long time made his whole body start to ache, but obviously in this situation there was no room for him to breathe.Tang Chu pressed his head down and buried it right on Kloss's neck. The warm breath sprayed on it, and he shuddered.

Unable to speak, Cross could only remain stiff.

Tang Chu obviously didn't feel that good. The smell of fresh flesh and blood was only separated from him by a thin layer of skin, and the tender blood vessels that could almost be bitten open exuded a tempting sweet fragrance.

Tang Chu couldn't bear it any longer. He stuck out his tongue and licked it lightly. At almost the same moment, Kloss trembled, and his face showed an uncontrollable expression similar to embarrassment and awkwardness. The appearance, but at the moment when the atmosphere became charming——

The truck suddenly experienced a huge jolt!Tang Chu involuntarily let go of the hand that was holding the protruding place amidst the huge shaking, as if the river was overwhelmed, the burning nausea began to appear all over his body.

Cold sweat covered his back. If last second Tang Chu was still thinking about whether to eat, then this second Tang Chu was only thinking about how to survive!

He tried to reach for the buckle, but the huge wind and sand blinded him so much that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Tang Chu cursed several times in his heart, and the best way now is of course to throw Cross down, so that even if he has only one hand on the truck, he can guarantee that he can last longer.

but--

Tang Chu frowned, and just as he was about to think of other ways—even to put his previous idea into action, his hand suddenly became hot, and he was surprised to feel that hand that suddenly clasped him, But I heard an extremely thin voice coming from below.

"I, I know where the buckle is, grab, grab—"

Tang Chu was stunned for a moment, his hand was grabbed, and then he moved slowly towards a place he didn't know well, until he touched the difficult iron ring before he subconsciously grabbed it tightly.

He couldn't open his eyes, he just felt that his palms were full of sand.

After the bump, the car gradually calmed down. Strange to say, it was probably because the wind and sand around it stopped after passing the wind and sand area.

The visibility became higher, and the screams that had been heard before disappeared, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Tang Chu felt his whole body numb and his limbs stiff.He breathed a sigh of relief when the car stopped, and then tried to move his wrist.A piercing pain came from there, and the skin on the palm of my hand was probably worn out.

He looked down at Cross, who seemed to be in better condition than him, but not much better.

Tang Chu frowned, and just gritted his teeth and stood up - even though at this time his thighs were basically numb.

Carlos opened the sunroof almost as soon as the car stopped and jumped up.As soon as he went up, he saw Tang Chu flexing his wrist, and the blood on his hand flowed down his palm into a wet puddle.

"I'm going to get the gauze!"

At this time, Cross spoke suddenly, with a bit of uneasiness on his face, and quickly got out of the car.Carlos' eyes flickered slightly, and then he squatted in front of Tang Chu.

"are you OK."

Tang Chu hissed his teeth, and answered indifferently: "I can't die."

Carlos looked at his hand, which was basically bloody and horrible.

"I'm sorry." Carlos looked directly at Tang Chu, with apology in his beautiful brown eyes.

"There's nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who came up." Tang Chu then moved his arms, and immediately raised his head and smiled at Carlos. His black eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of veil, so deep that he couldn't see end.

"If you have time, please help me press my foot, I can't move soon."

Carlos reached out his hand smoothly and pressed it on Tang Chu's thigh. Tang Chu hissed and lowered his head.

Kloss brought gauze, but Tang Chu didn't rush to wrap it up. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him, saying, "Is there a lighter?"

"……what?"

Cross froze for a moment, then took out the lighter from his pocket.Tang Chu took it expressionlessly and then pressed the switch with his slightly better left hand.

The orange flames scattered in the air, Tang Chugang wanted to move the lighter closer to the bleeding palm, but was suddenly held down by Carlos!

"Hiss—!" Tang Chu couldn't help taking a breath, Carlos snatched the lighter from his hand, his face tensed, "What do you want to do?"

"Nonsense, of course it is to stop the bleeding!" Tang Chu trembled and stood up: "Give it to me!"

"Clos, help him put on the bandage." Without further ado, Carlos put the lighter in his hand into his pocket, and then pressed Tang Chu not to let him move.He could understand Tang Chu's method of stopping the bleeding, which was almost self-mutilating - roasting the wound on the fire, which would undoubtedly make the blood coagulate, but this method would undoubtedly cause indelible damage to the palm.

The risk of doing this is too great, and if it is not done well, it is very likely that the entire hand will be abolished.

"Cut...it's really troublesome." Tang Chu didn't insist in the end, and asked Kloss to tie the bandage for herself. Kloss was obviously an expert in this area, and the bandage was finished in a few strokes.

Tang Chu looked at the roll of bandages that were forcibly tied on his hands with some dumbfounding. "I hope at least these few days can be more peaceful." He tested the flexibility of his wrist, "I don't think my hand wrapped in a roll of bandages can let me blow the zombie's head off." "

Carlos didn't speak, but turned around and jumped back into the car. Cross looked at Tang Chu's feet that seemed to have moved, and raised his eyebrows.

"Need help?"

"...I don't think I'm so disabled that I can't even do such a simple movement." Tang Chu replied coldly, before Cross jumped down.

However, not long after getting out of the car, there was an unbearable itching from the palm of his hand. He frowned and wanted to remove the bandage, but found that Cross had tied a dead knot!

In desperation, he had no choice but to slowly rub his hands on the ground, but the itchy feeling didn't seem to subside in the slightest.

"Carlos, Carlos, is your situation okay?" Claire's voice came through the intercom.

"Everything is normal." He glanced at Tang Chu from the corner of his eye, and said again, "Tang Chu was a little injured, but it's not serious."

"That's good." Claire continued, "Drive, let's go in and see if there is any gas in the gas station."

"Okay, Claire." Carlos grinned and stepped on the engine.

They arrived in the city center near the evening. Fortunately, there was no major trouble this time. Tang Chu was ordered to stay in the car to rest as a "wounded person". .

Tang Chu was also happy to be at leisure, the numbness in the palm of his hand had been reduced a lot, and he didn't even feel the pain much.Of course, apart from the occasional sense of hunger, everything is normal.

But what he didn't know was that everything he was doing was being monitored by people tens of thousands of meters away.

Isaac is still sitting in his office, and his research on Tang Chu these days has even surpassed that of Alice, who has been fanatical before!He had a hunch that this young man would become the most perfect and powerful existence in his experiment.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he spoke to the white queen next to him.

"I think it's time to surprise the little cutie."

"Yes, Doctor."

-

That night.

Tang Chu was lying in a separate room, which Claire specially prepared for him. They all seemed to think that he needed a better rest as an injured patient.

But Tang Chu obviously didn't feel sleepy at all. His left arm was resting on the back of his head, but the bandage on his right hand had already been removed.

He looked at his hand against the moonlight. The palm was smooth and delicate, emitting a seductive light under the cold moonlight.

Full of strength, without a trace of wound.