After falling in love with the evil god

Chapter 239

Lin Qiao, who accidentally cut her palm, inserted a sharp knife-like piece of glass into the opponent's eyeball that was staring at her. The blood flowed along the irregular glass surface onto the enemy's face.

She was used to such scenes, so she snatched a few grenades and guns from him, and let her legs pull her back a few seconds before the car hit the tree.

A pile of weapons crackled and fell into the back seat. Lin Qiao took over the driver's seat and said in a cold voice, "The weapons are all divided. It is no longer safe here. They are organized. Let's go back to pick up your wife and leave here together."

Those teenagers were also skilled in handling guns and had firm eyes.

Apparently they started learning at a very young age in order to protect themselves. Lin Qiao saw this scene in the rearview mirror and learned more about the nomads from their mouths.

They usually have their own set of internal laws and lifestyles, and are completely independent. Anyone who betrays the group or commits many mistakes and evil will be driven away.

These outcasts formed a group of their own and were hostile to all wanderers.

They are the worst bandit group in no man's land.

As the car exploded behind him, the man who was surrounded by flames and almost scorched slowly sat up. He pulled out the glass piece that punctured one of his eyeballs and smelled the blood on it. His empty eyes suddenly turned crazy. color.

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Nomads living in extremely cold areas are small groups of 20 to 30 people. Bandits came to fight for a night, which ended with the camp being ransacked, all the women becoming prisoners of war, and the men shooting to death.

They counted the bodies, piled them together and burned them.

Around [-] o'clock in the morning, a group of people with tattoos or strange clothes gathered together to drink and eat meat. They adjusted the radio channel from time to time in an attempt to connect to the next target.

"Chu Ji" was wearing a black windbreaker and appeared alone at the door, sniffing the dirty smell in the air with a cold expression.

He traveled half way around the world as fast as he could to get here, and Lin Qiao's scent still dissipated.

There were mottled bloodstains and food residues everywhere on the ground. Someone found him and saw that he looked strangely familiar because of his outstanding temperament. They pointed a gun at him and asked, "Hey, where did you come from?"

"Chu Ji" asked expressionlessly: "Are there any other camps nearby?"

"I didn't know. If you don't want to die, get out." Before the man could even finish his words, Chu Ji's hand grabbed his neck, tore the skin with his touch, and penetrated straight into the brain.

All the scenes of last night's fierce battle were played in his eyes.

After searching around and finding no useful information, he threw the person out like trash.

Upon seeing this, his companion felt something bad and immediately ran over, only to see a large round-shaped hole in the man's neck. He was dead.

"Anyone else know?"

"Chu Ji" stepped into the camp where the smoke still lingered. The fingers hanging down by his side split, twisted, and infinitely stretched out scarlet tentacles. One eyeball after another bulged and exploded, staring at everyone present.

They were dumbfounded.

"Chu Ji" is very tired of communicating with these unintelligent creatures. They are too stupid to communicate at all.

His deformed body, swollen pieces of flesh rushed like a tide of blood under his feet, and thousands of branched legs rushed towards the frightened crowd.

"Forget it, let me see for myself." In the entire camp, the joy of victory last night has not ended yet. The loot is still piled up in the center. The corpses of the robbers were dismantled into a pile of broken parts, and no one survived.

The few women who survived after tying the captives with ropes, wrapped in the "blood tide", raised their heads and recognized who the other party was. No one revealed the whereabouts of the remaining camp, for fear of harming everyone if exposed.

This is the bottom line for their unity and persistence as nomads.

Unintentionally recalling the scene of Lin Qiao protecting the child and leaving last night, "Chu Ji" did not kill him, but ruthlessly penetrated a person's head and absorbed all memories.

Finding her is the last remaining obsession on the verge of losing control.

Lin Qiao's car drove back to pick up Gou Bo's wife and took a detour all the way to the destination.

"Chu Ji" found the wooden house a step too late. Inside there was only the mess of people who had hurriedly packed up their luggage and left, and there was also a trace of Lin Qiao's life mixed in it, as well as the smell of a dying person.

He paused for a long time, looking at the broken pots and pans, the rusty snowmobile, and a simple bed without soft cotton padding.

Lin Qiao would rather survive in such a bad environment than accept His love and care, and He was willing to give everything.

Pain, anger, helplessness, all turned into overwhelming possessiveness, stirring the heart of "Chu Ji". He covered his chest, wanting to rip his heart out in pain.

Lin Qiao didn't sleep a wink while driving for two days. The old man next to her couldn't bear it and forced her to drive in shifts. Children of thirteen or fourteen years old behind her also drove and rushed to help.

In the end, Lin Qiao couldn't resist the sleepiness, so she relaxed and sat on the passenger seat to rest. As soon as she fell asleep, she had a nightmare where Chu Ji was crying, asking her why she abandoned Him.

She was sweating profusely and woke up several times in pain.

In the meantime, they found a small tribe to change some oil. By the way, they informed the other party about the group of bandits and asked them to pay more attention to the radio to avoid leaking the address. They walked and stopped along the way. It took nearly two months before they arrived at Xinlu and the others. place of residence.

She took off her down jacket and long sleeves from the cold north and replaced them with a black sports vest and leather boots. The hot temperatures and mutated animals turned this place into a natural slaughterhouse.

A group of nomads set up a large camp here and built many wooden houses. These materials were processed from the decayed wood in the forest ahead. The peripheral security facilities were all high-end products from Wandering City.

The collision of antiquity and technology.

In the boundless wilderness, it looks like a quiet, isolated town.

The group of them also didn't expect that Lin Qiao would really come, or be alone.

Xin Lu greeted people, picked up Lin Qiao's children from the car, and looked at her good mental state, sighing: "I really didn't expect that He could let you go. How did he do it?"

Lin Qiao didn't explain much and shrugged, "Can you arrange a place for us?"

"Of course, there are many empty rooms in my house." Xin Lu pointed to someone who led the children and two old people, and led Lin Qiao inside alone. She turned her head to the side and looked at a few people beside a tin bucket not far away. Young and strong man.

She introduced: "They are the people who helped us escape before. The entire camp has been checked to ensure that Chuji's 'eyes' are not there. Everyone is very friendly, so you can rest assured."

Lin Qiao nodded at them, and after turning her eyes away, several tall boys pushed each other, smiling and saying she was beautiful.

(End of this chapter)