Camouflage Alpha

The panting became more and more heavy.

If the rib is blunt, just break off another one.

No more, even the crown is torn off to make a weapon.

The flesh on his body was ripped off by the sharp teeth, which made him discover that the teeth can also be used as weapons.

One, two, three...

More and more corpses piled up into mountains, and the colorful blood flowed into rivers.

But his footsteps are getting slower and slower, and his movements are getting slower and slower.

In the end, even the biting movement stopped.

The beautiful wings were torn to pieces, the slender body was full of wounds, the bones were visible deep, and it was almost stripped alive, almost exposing the heart.

The last one—

But Shen Yaochuan was tired.

He is too tired.

I can no longer raise my arms, I can no longer open my mouth, I can no longer fight deathly wounds with tit for tat.

He staggered and finally knelt on the ground.

Watching the mutated creature pass him——

The black blade stabbed at the back of the mutator's head, and the first hit barely managed to pierce the mutator's hard skin.

Xiang Shaoyang took a step back, avoiding the mutant's instinctive attack, and stabbed at the same position again.

This went back and forth six or seven times before the blunted blade finally pierced the skin and passed through the soft brain tissue.

The opponent's figure paused, and the blade was pulled out, and the mutant had become a warm corpse and fell to the ground.

Shen Yaochuan looked along the tip of the knife.

Xiang Shaoyang bent down and cut a piece of cloth from the corpse's clothes, carefully wiped the blood on the edge of the tactical dagger.

There is also a large "mountain" behind him.

The corpses are roughly distributed in a ring, surrounding them.

It turned out that I didn't completely block those mutants.

Shen Yaochuan thought.

He estimated the corpses behind Xiang Shaoyang, there seemed to be many, and the number was not clear.

He felt that his thinking became very strange, not very clear, a little sluggish, like the feeling of just waking up, his mind was foggy, but there was an inexplicable attachment.

It is the attachment to Xiang Shaoyang.

His eyes turned to Xiang Shaoyang, the dress had been torn into strips, revealing the red, white and blue protective clothing.

There was a lot of blood on the protective clothing, Shen Yaochuan reached out and wiped every sticky and dirty blood, and confirmed that it was all from the mutants.

The protective clothing was not damaged, and Thuzai was working hard, and Xiang Shaoyang was not injured.

Great, he thought, this man won't die.

With the appearance of this thought, Shen Yaochuan lost all his strength and fell down.

into a strong embrace.

He was so tired that he could barely keep his eyes open, and saw Xiang Shaoyang's neck, with a beating pulse under the warm skin.

It seems to smell a hint of sweetness from blood.

Shen Yaochuan felt very hungry.

A drop of crystal clear liquid overflowed from the corner of his eye, and silently sank into the intricate veins of the carpet.

He saw Xiang Shaoyang put away his tactical | dagger | and carefully cupped his hands.

Almost all the skin on that pale and slender hand was lost, and the tender red muscles were exposed.

"Does it hurt?" Xiang Shaoyang asked.

His voice was still as deep as ever, a little hoarse.

It actually sounds good.

Shen Yaochuan leaned on his shoulder and laughed.

After reminding Xiang Shaoyang, he finally realized that he should feel pain.

It hurts, but it's really not that painful.

Compared with the pain of injecting Alpha pheromone, this pain is free pain.

But it was also so painful that it made him tremble. He wanted to pass out, but the pain was so painful that he had to wake up.

Xiang Shaoyang hugged him very gently, and slowly supported the back of his neck with one hand, letting Shen Yaochuan lie on his lap slowly.

Shen Yaochuan saw many weird corpses from the corner of his eye, and he thought of himself as weird too.

Xiang Shaoyang is the only normal person in Nuo Da's church.

This scene is really weird.

He gently squeezed Xiang Shaoyang's fingertips covered by the protective clothing, and took his hand into his.

To him, what is held in his palm is not only Xiang Shaoyang's hand, but also some other very complicated things mixed in it.

All in all he felt at ease.

Shen Yaochuan was still laughing, but because of the pain in her body, the laughter was very soft.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiang Shaoyang rubbed his face to wipe off some blood, "You didn't like to laugh before."

Shen Yaochuan looked away from the corpse, because he was lying down, he completely looked up at Xiang Shaoyang's face.

"Laughing at your question," he said, "it's not asking me to eat, or asking me if it hurts. Your question is very special."

Xiang Shaoyang gave a "tsk" sound: "I am a responsible doctor."

Shen Yaochuan: "You are no longer a doctor, you are just an ordinary employee."

Xiang Shaoyang was silent for a while, his expression froze for a moment, Shen Yaochuan read some helplessness and reluctance from it.

Xiang Shaoyang looked at him: "I just retired."

There is actually some...threat in the eyes?

Shen Yaochuan: "Hmph."

While speaking, Xiang Shaoyang carefully pressed the wounds on his body and examined them carefully.

"No fatal injuries, but you're bleeding a lot," he said as he checked. "Can you get a transfusion?"

Shen Yaochuan held Xiang Shaoyang's hand with both hands, and pressed him against his chest.

"I can't die now," he said.

Xiang Shaoyang's free hand left the wound on his body, and instead brushed the hair sticking to Shen Yaochuan's face.

He said, "I have a little idea, I think..."

The second half of the sentence was not spoken.

Shen Yaochuan waited for a while, he was trembling, cold and drowsy due to excessive fatigue and blood loss, he strained his eyelids, but did not hear the follow-up.

So he urged: "What do you think?"

"It's nothing." Xiang Shaoyang's eyes fell on other places, and he seemed a little guilty, "We'll talk about this when you eat hot pot."

Shen Yaochuan said "oh".

He wondered vaguely, could he still go back to eat hot pot?

Probably not.

Maybe the rest of my life will have to be spent in the laboratory.

Not to mention hot pot, I probably won't even see Xiang Shaoyang.

"I thought you were going to shoot," he said, thinking.

Xiang Shaoyang froze for a moment: "What?"

Shen Yaochuan endured the pain and forced a smile: "You shot when you first came in."

Xiang Shaoyang came to his senses: "It's for the one holding your hand."

"You want to drive at me too," Shen Yaochuan punctured him mercilessly, "You're already aiming at me."

Xiang Shaoyang: "I didn't know it was you at the time."

"Why didn't you shoot me," Shen Yaochuan said, "I'm a mutant."

Shaking his head to Shaoyang, he suddenly became stubborn and deliberately emphasized: "No, you are Shen Yaochuan."

Shen Yaochuan was keenly aware of his deliberation, so he deliberately said it again: "I am a mutant."

Xiang Shaoyang stared at him: "You are not."

Shen Yaochuan laughed again.

But there was a series of gurgling in my stomach.

As if to confirm what he said.

He even became a little proud: "I'm hungry, mutants want to eat people, and I'm going to eat you."

Xiang Shaoyang didn't care, "Come on, I won't resist."

"I don't know that doctors still have the duty to feed patients themselves as food?" Shen Yaochuan said.

Xiang Shaoyang: "Who made me more responsible."

Stomach twisted badly, Shen Yaochuan was not only hungry, he even heard Xiang Shaoyang's heartbeat clearly, felt Xiang Shaoyang's pulse.

He knew that if he didn't eat any more, he would be going crazy with hunger.

If he got to the point of losing his mind, maybe he would really eat Xiang Shaoyang.

Shen Yaochuan turned her neck and looked at the mutant's corpse with difficulty.

Mutants are omnivorous and can eat almost anything, not necessarily cannibals.

Humans are just the tastiest thing, but the same kind can eat them too.

Shen Yaochuan made a psychological construction for himself.

Then failed.

Those grotesque mutants made him feel sick to his stomach, which was really unacceptable.

He wouldn't even want to share the air with them if he could.

He looked at Xiang Shaoyang's hand that was covering his heart.

A little bit is enough, the gloves of the protective clothing can be taken off temporarily, it will not affect the filter system, and it will not let Xiang Shaoyang be infected with Hela virus.

Just take a small bite on your fingertip, just taste a drop.

But in Xiang Shaoyang's eyes——

Shen Yaochuan looked at his hands pitifully, his eyes were red.

Those who didn't know thought they were abusing small animals.

So he passed his hand in front of Shen Yaochuan: "You can eat with your left hand, but it's easier to work with your right hand."

Shen Yaochuan was silent.

After a while he said, "...that's not the case."

He held Xiang Shaoyang's hand in both hands, took a few deep breaths, and instead of rushing to take off the gloves, he pulled out the opponent's tactical dagger and stuffed it into the other hand.

Xiang Shaoyang gave an "um", and the tail tone rose, which meant questioning.

"If I can't stop, kill me," Shen Yaochuan clenched his right hand tightly, letting him hold the dagger firmly, and then tapped the tip of his index finger on a spot on his left chest, "just insert it here. "

Xiang Shaoyang nodded: "Well, eat quickly."

Shen Yaochuan smiled and took off the glove on his left hand.

He gently placed the pad of his middle finger on the tip of the side teeth and bit down.

It's not the kind of fishy smell that I used to bite through my mouth.

On the contrary, it is very sweet.

too sweet.

Shen Yaochuan thought.

He licked it, then the next.

Take another bite.

There wasn't much blood, it was just a small wound, almost the same as the cut when blood was taken, and it couldn't support a few mouthfuls.

So the tip of the teeth sank deeper into the ground, tore off a piece of meat and swallowed it.

He took a big gulp of the sweet juice.

With a sudden jolt, he pinched Xiang Shaoyang's fingertips, and almost immediately took his hand out.

He was really angry, and even stared at Xiang Shaoyang: "Why didn't you stop me?"

If he didn't react just now, he might really eat Xiang Shaoyang's hand alive next.

But then Shen Yaochuan discovered something.

Something propped up next to the face.

His paper-white face was quickly covered with red: "Pervert!"

The author has something to say:

I’ve edited it many times, and I still don’t know what’s the problem. This chapter is just battle damage. There’s really no other content. I really tried my best, :-(