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Chapter 8
Fortunately, the SWAT attack team was not chaotic. Although some people fell down, the people next to them still retreated slowly, shooting at breakpoints, and the sound of the guns stimulated my senses rhythmically.

At this moment, the hotness of my body was temporarily relieved.

I opened my eyes wide and stared at the battlefield on the road in front of me. There were already several cars parked not far away, and I dared not move forward, and those designs seemed to have no effect on the skin-wrapped guy.

In a blink of an eye, that guy rose into the air again. Perhaps it was the lesson he had just learned that made the special police officers prepare for it. The moment he soared up, the special police officer who was selected as the target rolled over on the ground and rolled to the side. The guy immediately rushed to nothing.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the policeman stand up, kneel on one knee, and shoot the "monster" in the head with a "bang".

The monster shook its head, but I didn't see the splash of blood.

Could it be that that layer of weird skin can resist bullets? !
Could this be a special bulletproof vest? !
The monster hesitated for a moment, then turned over and rushed towards the policeman. The policeman stepped back quickly, and another special policeman next to him immediately stepped forward to support him, but he seemed to have drawn out a dagger. The streetlights were dim, and I only saw a flash of light. .

But obviously, when hot weapons are useless, cold weapons are even more useless against this guy. The special policeman seems to have only feigned a few times, barely forcing this slow-moving monster with super jumping ability to take a few steps back , They also retreated again and again.

After all, the corpses of comrades-in-arms are right next to them, whoever loves to fight is courting death.

At this time, I realized that those special police officers were actually fighting with this monster after their companions fell.

They were stalling for time, maybe they were waiting for reinforcements, or maybe they were trying to lure the monster to do something. Thinking of this, I took a deep breath. After confirming that my health was indeed much better, I decided to take this opportunity to escape.

I stood up slowly and grabbed the strap of my backpack tightly. At this time, the road should be blocked. It is impossible to leave by car. I can only cross the sidewalk beside the road and run to the nearest industrial park where I live. Let's talk.

The moment I stood up straight, I felt dizzy for a while, and my eyes turned black, as if my field of vision was getting smaller and smaller, and I could only see a small dot in the middle.

I still resisted to move forward.

But behind him, there was a sudden gunshot.

This gunshot was even more shocking than the pistol shot just now.

I staggered, and fell down. When I looked back, I saw that the guy covered in skin staggered back a long way. At the same time, his head was constantly moving outwards. bleeding...

I couldn't help being stunned, this guy was actually subdued sometimes?
Obviously, the monster was also scared, and turned around and ran towards me. I was afraid that he would jump towards me, so I got up and backed up quickly in fright, but slipped and fell down. The monster walked towards me step by step, and was broken. Viscous blood kept coming out of his head, and there were bursts of beeping sounds under the bound skin, as if crying in pain.

I keep moving back and forth, and now I don't have any weapons in my hands.

Seeing that the monster was less than ten meters away from me, I could even smell the strong smell of blood.

But all I heard was another gunshot.

"puff!"

With a crack, a hole was opened in the monster's chest, and blood spurted out.

That guy was cut open in front of me. The wound on his body, which was not covered by anything, was particularly shocking.

I could even see the tissue in my chest cavity gushing out.

I realized that this guy might have been hit by a sniper rifle, and it was definitely not an ordinary sniper rifle.

I never knew that some of the special police in our city used such heavy weapons. Of course, there may be many things that the government will not let us know.

The monster is obviously dying, but it is still walking forward. I saw that the special police not far away had rushed up, but I always felt that their speed was too slow, so I was cautious... But I can't wait at this time!The monster was very close to me, and the blood from his chest had already dripped down in front of me. Perhaps it was because I was overly frightened, that hot feeling, that unbearable pain swept my whole body again.

This pain, I only feel that my eyes are once again smudged with thick ink.

I know, my body can't take it anymore.

I tried to open my mouth, but no sound came out, and I didn't know what to do.

After struggling for so long, in the end, is it still a death?

People are so insignificant, they are like ants in front of fate.

At that moment, I really gave up and lay down. When I lay on the ground, I was relaxed. Although I could still smell the strong smell of blood, I actually felt very comfortable...very peaceful and calm.

I don't know how long I have been in a coma. I thought I was dead. There seemed to be endless darkness in front of me. No matter how I ran, there was no end in sight; no matter how I shouted, there was no answer; To no avail, at that moment I seemed to be plunged into an endless void.

However, this void suddenly opened a hole, and I felt myself falling straight down. When I woke up, I landed on a bed, a white bed.

hospital bed? !
I smell medicinal alcohol in the air.

I see incandescent lights that sting my eyes.

Hospital? !
Am I saved?
I wanted to sit up, but the moment I got out of the quilt, I found that my right hand was being handcuffed to the head of the iron bed by a pair of shiny handcuffs.

I……

I supported the hospital bed with one hand and barely straightened up. At this time, I felt that my body was much more comfortable. The heat and pain like purgatory had disappeared. Even my hands and feet were very flexible and my mind was very clear.

Yes, I should have been caught, the dead body in my room, the few shots I fired at the police, the [-] type in my bag, all of these are enough to make the police think I am a criminal .

I gritted my teeth and looked around.

This place seems to be an intensive care unit, and there are crowds of people outside the door. I believe that someone will come in soon and ask me. "Blood guy.

"Damn..." I couldn't help cursing. Although I was saved, I have to say that at this moment, I have actually entered a more dangerous situation. Moreover, I am a fish and a knife, and I have no resistance possible.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door of the ward was opened with a crisp sound, and several guys in uniforms walked in one after another. I saw at a glance that the leader was the guy who took the "zombie blood" that day.

All of a sudden, I felt as if my heart had fallen to the bottom of the ice valley—it seemed that letting me survive was just a joke made by God, who wanted to make my death more ugly.

I grabbed the bed sheet tightly and looked at the few people who walked in.

The leader looked at me and said, "How do you feel?"

I observed their expressions, all of them were very serious, but I couldn't catch any information from their faces, they neither hated nor pitied me, more of it was just indifference.

I held my forehead with my right hand and said, "It's okay, I don't feel anything special."

"If you don't feel it, let me see." The man paused, then said, "Let's do it as usual."

As he said that, he waved his hand to the back, and someone behind him had already taken out a notebook, apparently about to take a record of my interrogation, I gritted my teeth.The leading policeman started straightforwardly: "Where did the Type [-] pistol in your bag come from?" I frowned and said, "Where's my bag?"

The policeman sneered and said, "Now I'm asking you."

I said, "The bag is my personal property, do you have the right to take it away?"

The police said: "If it is determined that you have nothing to do with the matter, it will naturally be returned to you..."

I still gritted my teeth, stretched out my hand to touch my body, the phone was gone, and part of the money that I deliberately took out was gone, it seems that I was searched very cleanly... Looking at the face of the policeman in front of me, I felt more and more Danger.

However, my mind was much clearer than usual at this time. I thought about it and said, "You can ask whatever you want, first let me see if my things are still there."

"Is that why you don't trust the people's police?" the leader said.

I said, "Of course not, I just don't trust you."

"You'd better be honest." The leading policeman said, "You don't have a place to bargain here..." Immediately, there was a sneer.

The sneer that made me shudder made me distrust him even more, and I knew he was the same, he had already defined me as an enemy, and the policemen behind him also regarded me as a criminal.

I repeated again: "I want to see if my stuff is still there."

The policeman thought for a while and said, "Show him the things."

(End of this chapter)