Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

Chapter 300: Murder in the New York City Subway

New York underground.

Central transfer platform.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling!"

As the bell rang, the door of the subway car that had arrived at the station opened.

A man is in a hurry.

He threw down the remaining chocolate bar in his hand.

I turned around and ran onto the less crowded subway.

As for why not eat on the subway.

That's thanks to those body artists who sit and poop on the subway.

The mice soon reached their destination.

Several people with their heads raised.

Today he got on the bus with a roll of paper.

"What's this!"

Appeared above them.

The sweet and rich smell of cocoa blew into a certain rat gathering place with a breeze.

The first few people to find it screamed and turned around and ran toward the exit.

Behind him are two thick disconnected cables.

There are more and more rats gathering next to the line.

Their eyes are like red beans, scarlet and narrow.

Those in the back eat the mice in the front.

What they didn't realize while having a gluttonous feast was.

Instead, it is sharp and jagged like a piranha, with tooth marks all over it.

Every mistake makes this group of mice go crazy.

The top of his head also began to shake slightly.

Finally, the back of one of the mice touched the cables at both ends.

Similar = food = chocolate.

And just at this moment the next subway is about to arrive.

"It's going to collapse!"

Soon I saw a black gap as thick as my thumb spreading silently around.

This strange movement made the pedestrians waiting for the bus look up from the newspapers in their hands.

A pleasant meal began.

The teeth also seemed to have undergone mutation, and they were no longer flush buck teeth.

The ones further back are also ready to eat the same kind.

The smell soon attracted the squeaking rats.

But the first one ate a chocolate bar.

The first track and the first train opened in the autumn of 1904.

Because there seemed to be an explosion.

A flash of lightning connected them.

After all, there are two different feelings when you watch others poop and when you poop with others.
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The thrown chocolate bar was trampled and kicked back and forth by the crowd.

And as the smell spreads.

They stick to the gaps in the rails and walk on the edge where people can't see them.

Because it really saves time and makes you less nauseous.

The circuit at the entrance of the station burned out instantly, canceling the originally set train deceleration device.

That's right, 1904.

At this time, mainland China was still under the rule of the Qing Dynasty.

Finally, he was kicked to the side of the railway track, rolled twice and then fell down.

"Fake, God!"

A big decision was also made, which was to join them.

"Run quickly, run quickly..."
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Subway project in downtown New York.

coincidentally.

He was shouting the slogan "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live my emperor" at work.

At that time, work was from 9 to 5, and the environment was simple and pure.

Well done, promotion and salary increase.

If I can’t do my job well at the vegetable market, I’ll get off work directly at 3:30 p.m.

New York, USA, has already opened its own city train at this time.

New York has been a super city since ancient times.

Until now in 2001.

Every day, more than two million citizens take the subway, an essential means of transportation.

Until today.

Under the sunless ground, the dilapidated railway tracks were covered with rust.

Reflecting the traces and changes of nearly two hundred years.

There were several screaming pedestrians on both sides.

The paint on the walls has peeled off, revealing the mottled and dirty graffiti underneath.

At first glance, it looks like a fragment of history.

But it is actually synonymous with corruption and old age.

Under the dim light, people walked by in a hurry.

It was in sharp contrast to the people running outside in panic.

After all, one is running towards life and the other is heading towards destruction.

Even the person who discovered the cracks in the first place.

Inadvertently, I also saw the fatigue and numbness on these people's faces.

But even though he screamed loudly, he was regarded as a lunatic who was avoided and cursed with bad luck.

After all, this is drama that happens every day in New York.

Just like the opposite of good and evil.

Behind the prosperity is filthy madness.

It wasn't just a few pedestrians with sharp eyesight who noticed the subway was about to collapse.

There is also a group of people who consider this place their home, and they are also aware of it.

It's just that they have long lost their desire to run outside.

Because they are the homeless people hiding in the corners of the subway.

American homelessness is a unique cultural landscape.

Just like the freedom of individuality they promote.

And this scenery.

Even the platforms in the city center are no exception.

Their eyes revealed helplessness and despair about life.

Even if everyone's experience here is made into a movie.

It will be a literary film worth thinking about.

When these people looked at the cracks on their heads, there was no trace of surprise or panic.

They were even excited about the growing number of people who were going to be like them.

As the subway comes slowly.

A roaring sound penetrated the dull air.

As if protesting against the dark and humid environment.

As a transfer platform in the city center, it is like a machine that can break down at any time.

For example, today.

A truck filled with gravel and dirt exploded on the ground.

It was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Like falling snowflakes moments before an avalanche.

No one is innocent at this moment.
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The weightless feeling of falling.

The vision of everyone in the bus quickly dimmed.

It was accompanied by shaking and vibrations that made it sink deeper and deeper.

Everyone's consciousness was quickly enveloped in darkness.

Crash, roll, shake.

"Oh!"

"Boom!"

……

The eight overwhelmed wheels under the car exploded.

Wait for the bus to stabilize.

The sound of "ding bells" rang out again in the dark underground passage.

That's the next subway coming.

It turned out that for some reason, the transfer platform had already collapsed.

But the subway running on the tracks did not stop.

And as the arrival bell rang.

This time, instead of slowing down, the train went faster and faster.

Not a moment.

Because of speeding.

The friction on the steel track produced dazzling sparks and different sounds.

Plus the ringing of the bell.

that's it.

The god of death who is everywhere but never shows his body.

A symphony called death was performed for a group of people on the bus.

However, apparently some people didn't like it.

"Hey, Niang Xipi!"

"Grow it to me!"

In the darkness, a dark golden light flashed.

A long stick exploded outward.

With great strength, he directly pushed the overturned bus over.

Chen Zilong, who was at his peak, was boosted by stimulants and gene locks.

At this moment, I feel more comfortable than ever before.

But when he jumped out of the bus again.

Just in time, I saw a high-speed train with sparks coming from the aisle directly in front of me.

It turned out to be a coincidence.

The bus carrying the Zhongzhou team landed on the track of the platform without missing a beat.

The bright yellow car lights illuminated Chen Zilong's blood-stained face.

now.

In the carriage.

Wang Xia and Zhu Wen only felt pain all over their bodies.

But fortunately, he was not unconscious and his limbs were still intact.

The four plot characters did not suffer any new injuries because of Xiao Honglu's intensive protection.

However, Xiao Honglu could not laugh at anything now.

Because he stood up.

I also saw the environment they were in now.

There are inevitable passages all around.

Ahead is a high-speed train. above………

Think of this.

Chen Zilong and Xiao Honglu looked up almost at the same time.

A dump truck with only half of its body fell was stuck somewhere, creating a tight traffic jam.

Obviously this way is impossible.

Xiao Honglu wiped the blood from his mouth and said quickly:
"You go slow down and try to slow him down."

"Leave the rest to me!"

Don't wait for Xiao Honglu to finish.

Chen Zilong flew up and rushed out very quickly while stepping on one side of the wall.

The Houtian Lingbao in his hand also began to vibrate loudly and continuously.

The golden light flickers on and off, like breathing.

Chen Zilong watched the blue spiritual power flash behind him from the corner of his eye.

He didn't try to be brave and said he could solve it.

This was also the first time that Chen Zilong looked directly at his own weakness.

While thinking about it.

The internal energy in Dantian poured into the Suixin Iron Soldier in his hand without any reservation.

Chen Zilong knows how much he weighs.

He did not choose to confront him head-on.

Even if the acquired spiritual treasure in his hand is indestructible.

But placed between two pieces of "tofu", there is no way to draw on it.

So Chen Zilong jumped to the top.

One hand was inserted into the top of the cement to hold the body in place.

The other hand held a long stick and pointed it at a certain gap.

Then as the subway approached, dark golden light erupted.

The long stick shot out immediately penetrated the entire third carriage.

Plunging into a deeper orbit.

However, the overall inertia forced Chen Zilong to retreat backwards.

While tearing itself apart, it crashed towards the established track ahead.

Xiao Honglu waved his left hand.

Twelve blue stones with water vapor flew around.

These twelve stones.

Some fell to the ground, and some were embedded in the stone platform.

Others are suspended in a specific position in the air.

Don't wait for the stone to fall into place.

I saw his palm rushing down.

The bright blue silk thread connected all the water spirit stones in an instant.

Countless spiritual powers surged out of this formation following Xiao Honglu's formula.

next moment.

Six rectangular light curtains form a circle around the bus.

It is at the moment when the aperture is formed.

The speeding subway also hit him.

The huge force knocked the light prison into ripples.

Cars one after another began to detach from the track, swinging and impacting to both sides.

But fortunately, there is this hardcore soldier in the middle.

It's like a python pinned seven inches.

Although he still had the strength to struggle, he was not far from death.

The huge sound echoed throughout the underground at this moment.

A group of cuties in the depths were also awakened.

But for them.

What's even more tempting are the mutilated corpses and the flowing blood.
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A few minutes later.

It ended with a trembling figure.

Chen Zilong, who regained control of his body, slapped the ground with one hand.

"Oh!"

A huge stone was knocked away with a stick.

This gray figure moved his sore body.

He stood up and said with a grin:
"it's over?"

"I thought the God of Death would take advantage of the sequelae and re-infect me."

Not far away, Zhang Heng coughed twice from the dust and said helplessly:

"Brother Long, I advise you to stop being so talkative."

Because his eyes have already seen some bad existences.

Chen Zilong touched the scabbed wound on the front of his left chest and sighed:

"The series just now really opened my eyes."

"Are we actually in such a mess?"

"It's just unbelievable."

Chen Zilong said and pulled Zhang Heng up.

Then there were Wang Xia and Zhu Wen who were protected by the formation.

The two stood up and looked around.

Also stunned.

After all, a series of accidents just happened.

It seems long.

In fact, within a few minutes.

In such a short period of time, the God of Death did not give an ordinary person like him a chance to react.

It can be said that if it were not for the power of Chen Zilong and Xiao Honglu.

The previous experience of killing six of them was so simple and easy.

Start by getting in the car.
car accident.

explosion.

Dirt truck.

Rebar.

boulder.

Dynamite.

The ground subsides.

subway.

You can say anything if it's directed at them.

You can take away the lives of several of them.

Even the thought of fear and regret was too late to arise.

However, he and Zhu Wen were still mentally determined.

He just had the personal defense of the Diamond Talisman.

So now there are no wounds on their bodies except for a layer of dust.

Xiao Honglu also patted his head at this time.

"I didn't expect that in this world without extraordinary power."

"If we don't fight against the authorities, we will still be in such a difficult situation."

"I really underestimate this non-offensive ability."

As Xiao Honglu's voice sounded.

A stream of water appeared out of thin air and rolled up all the rubble in the area.

Both Alex and Sam were well protected by Xiao Honglu.

After all, there is the help of the Puppet Talisman.

But now the power of the talisman has passed.

Looking at the pale faces of the two people, Xiao Honglu frowned.

He knew that this was caused by excessive blood loss.

They are just the physical qualities of ordinary people.

Especially Sam,
The palms and thighs were penetrated by steel bars.

If he does not receive treatment, he will definitely die.

Can't make it to the last moment.

But the problem is.

How could the God of Death, who had tried so hard to send them underground, just let them go?

As several people stood up.

The god of death's next attack is also ready.

In this dark underground world.

The paralyzed subway, flashing lights.

The creaking sound in the darkness slowly grew from small to loud.

At this moment.

Even Xiao Honglu's face turned dark.

He looked around at nothing and said:
"Death's attacks are becoming more and more brazen."

"He no longer cares about ordinary people's lives."

What greeted Xiao Honglu's words were the bloody eyeballs approaching.

That's pink eye disease caused by rats living underground all year round.

However, the number appearing in front of them now is a bit too much.

Channels on both sides.

Gaps in the rubble.

on the ceiling.

Nest after nest of rats appeared within their sight.

Seeing this scene, even if you don’t have trypophobia.

Claire and the others subconsciously took a few steps back.

Xiao Honglu sighed:

“I can’t wait to meet up with Li Xiao and Zhao Yingkong.

Zheng Zha seemed to be too late. "

As he spoke, Xiao Honglu sighed leisurely.

"We haven't tried this thing yet. Use it or not, live or die, you make your own choice!"

Four red lights flew up from Xiao Honglu's hand and landed in the hands of Claire and Molly.

These are four small, delicate glass tubes.

It's just that it's neither a white and transparent stimulant nor their light green potion.

It's a dark red liquid.

And look at how sticky it is.

If they read that right, it was blood.

And these four seem to be the blood of the same person.

Compared to Claire.

Without even thinking about it, Molly fed the pale Sam next to her.

Then he picked up a pipe and drank it all in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)