Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 682 Fight out!

"stop."

   On the city street at midnight, Qing Chen pulled Zhang Mengqian to a quick stop.

   Zhang Mengqian held his breath, he could hear a group of rats marching in front, and they were only more than 20 meters away.

  The road is full of white dead bones scattered on the ground, one by one.

  The flowing blood dyes the road red.

  This is the sixth district, which has been completely occupied by the rats. The residents of the fifth district are dead and injured. The rats transport their flesh and blood to the ground to support the newly born cubs in the tribe.

   The streets that were supposed to be bustling and lively were silent at this time, and even the wailing could hardly be heard.

   is dead.

   Zhang Mengqian asked with a trembling voice, "Boss, who did this?"

   Qingchen sighed and said, "God Generation Consortium."

   At this time, Zhang Mengqian saw a few young human skeletons, and he slowly clenched his fists: "Boss, I want to kill all the people in the God Generation Consortium, they don't care about other people's lives at all!"

   Qingchen said expressionlessly: "Then you have to become stronger."

   He did not choose to kill the rats because there were too many rats.

   As he and Zheng Yuandong guessed, when you see a cockroach at home, it means that there are hundreds of cockroaches in the dark corner.

   When you see two or three thousand rats running on the ground in the city, there may be two or three million in that dark sewer.

   This is a very terrifying amount. Even if a demigod is exhausted to death here, it may not be able to kill the group of mice.

   So Qingchen can't be reckless, he must wait quietly for the opportunity, find out the location of the rat king and go to behead.

  The rat king is dead, at least the rats will not attack humans in a planned way like an army, and their instinct will make them afraid of fire and guns again.

  The rat king is immortal, and Qingchen's few lives are not enough for the rats to eat.

   "Boss, where are we going now?" Zhang Mengqian asked.

   "Look for a clue," Qingchen said calmly: "I'm looking for the widow of a neurotoxin expert and find some clues from her. According to the latest information, she just moved to the fourth district not long ago."

   "Don't we need to meet your people? Now that the city is powered off and communications are cut off, can they handle it themselves?" Zhang Mengqian was curious.

   "No, the command work that should be done has already been done before crossing," Qingchen said.

   Qingchen arranged everything so that he could continue to find the clues he wanted.

   Zhang Mengqian was a little envious of his identity as a time traveler. It turned out that Qingchen had done so many things in a certain time dimension that he did not know.

"go."

   The two moved quickly again. As they were walking, a mouse suddenly rushed towards Qingchen from the shadows. Its nails were broken due to the excavation of the concrete in the next three areas, but they were still extremely sharp.

   Before it could reach it, when it was about 20 centimeters away, it was as if static electricity was generated on the human body in autumn and winter, and a very fine electric arc struck its forehead.

   At this time, Qingchen was like an electric hedgehog. No mouse could attack him silently and still not die.

  The rat, who was claws and claws, suddenly stiffened and fell straight to the ground.

   However, Qingchen controlled the power of the thunder to an extremely fine level, just enough to pierce the life of a mouse, and it didn't cost much.

The number of    rats is too large, from now on he must plan carefully and must not waste the power in his body.

   At this time, a few more mice jumped out of the darkness.

  Qingchen originally planned to be electrocuted, but he abruptly took it and left a living hole.

   He flicked the mouse away with his fingers, and then stared at it coldly, as if to verify something.

   There are two possibilities now, one is that the group of mice has not been controlled by Chichi God.

   Even the ACE-022 Queen Ant, a taboo object, may not be able to successfully control this group easily. After all, the more powerful the taboo, the more restrictions there will be.

   In this way, the rat tide disaster has not reached the worst level.

  They just follow the instinct of feeding and reproduction for the time being.

   There is also a possibility that Kamidai Qianchi hid in the city with his new face after taking the house, and then completed the control of the rat king.

   After all, only this dog knows the exact location of that demigod body.

   Qingchen needs a lot of information to prove the location of the Rat King, but the other party can find the Rat King more easily.

   If the current situation is the latter: Kamidai Chiaki has taken control of the rat king and unleashed the disaster of the entire city, that is the worst case.

   At this time, the group of mice will definitely help Kashiro Chiaki search for his traces and kill himself, the future knight leader.

   But now, the mouse doesn't know himself.

   Qingchen didn't kill it, he turned around and left.

   During the process of advancing, he repeatedly confirmed the environment, and no army of mice suddenly came to surround him. Qingchen was sure that there was a 90% probability that the group of mice had not been controlled by Qianchi God.

   This is a good thing.

  …

  …

   The two stopped and walked, relying on their hearing to avoid the marching tracks of the rats, barely approaching the fourth district.

   The boisterous vocals are getting louder.

  Wails also came from the darkness of the fourth district from time to time.

   "It seems that the group of mice has just started attacking the fourth district," Qing Chen said calmly, "We can't wait any longer, let's cut through the crowd, I will find Yuan Yang's widow at the Peace Building and leave."

   While talking, Qing Chen and Zhang Mengqian started to speed up. Fortunately, the little boy ate nine longevity fruits, otherwise the long walk would have been exhausting.

   As soon as they entered the fourth district, they saw the crowd running wildly from various bars, boxing gyms, and strip clubs.

   An enchanting woman on high heels, her heel broke while running, and two mice were still hanging around her neck, biting the flesh on the back of her neck.

   A fat man just ran out the door, but was swarmed by rats, and then slowly pulled his huge body back to the bar.

  A middle-aged man was well-dressed, and there were two bodyguards guarding the front and back. They left quickly in order to clear the way, and even pushed the middle-aged woman standing in front of them to the ground.

   All of this is like purgatory on earth.

   The **** scenes were so sudden and violent, engraved in Qingchen's mind and could never be erased. It was the first time that he hated his unparalleled memory so much.

   He will never forget.

  Qingchen calmly walked through the crowd, trying to pretend that he didn't see what happened to those people.

   He must hurry up to find Yuan Yang's widow and illegitimate son, otherwise if the other party dies, the clue will be cut off again.

  Shadow has searched for clues for a century, and there is only one omission left that was accidentally discovered by the Hu's intelligence agency. If Qingchen misses it again, the truth of that period of history may really be buried.

   "Come on," Qing Chen whispered, while he was talking, he electrocuted the mice that were close to the two of them.

   But at this moment, when Qingchen looked up, he suddenly saw a little girl standing in the middle of the street.

  The adults were running back and forth beside her, but she was the only one who stayed there, calling out Mom and Dad.

   There was no one to save her, and everyone was too busy to take care of themselves.

   Qingchen's pace slowly slowed down, and people kept dying on the street one after another. Because of his strength, he was able to stay safe and sound.

But he turned his head and looked around. Four or five children could no longer find their parents. The old man who sold supper in the fourth district was also pushed to the ground. Rats surrounded.

  The fourth district is the most prosperous and lively place in the federal city. Yesterday it was a place of feasting and feasting, and today it is a purgatory on earth.

   is too painful.

   Tube or not?

  Come on, he can't take these people to find Yuan Yang's widow. If he doesn't leave the fourth district as soon as possible, everyone will die together. So, he had to leave with these and give up looking for clues.

   If he doesn't care, then these people will die in front of him immediately.

   Qingchen stood blankly on the street.

   But he wants to help his brother and sister-in-law find the real murderer and take revenge. It's too late. Maybe the rat group has surrounded the building where Yuan Yang's widow is located, maybe the other party has been attacked by the rat group...

   It's too late.

It is clear that he has done so much homework, so much effort, and such detailed plans in the outer world that he hopes that after he comes to the inner world, he can give himself a little time, stop thinking about so many people and things, and be selfish for his own sake. The older brother searches for a clue and the truth.

   However, even if he did everything, he still had to face choices.

   He made plans for everyone, but he still couldn't feel at ease to complete his plans.

  The timewalkers in the academy are trying their best to travel through the city, trying to reach the lower three districts.

  Kunlun members interspersed in the most dangerous place in the fifth district.

  Families are guarding the passage of life.

   Everyone is working hard for the hope of living.

   Qingchen lowered his head, Zhang Mengqian was silent.

  Brother, I'm sorry.

   "Mengqian, we're not going to look for clues," Qing Chen said in a low voice, "Save people."

   He suddenly turned his head and saw the Peace Building 600 meters away in front of him.

  600 meters is definitely a gun feeling for Qingchen, and the black sniper bullets arrive in an instant. He used to think 600 meters was too close, but now he thinks 600 meters is too far.

   "Save people! Meng Qian, go and gather all the children first!" Qing Chen roared, "Everyone on the street is approaching me, and I'll take you out!

   "Received!" Zhang Mengqian ran out quickly, he pulled up the crying children in the street, and ran to Qingchen together.

   He saw his boss standing on the long street, with a golden light shining from the depths of his pupils.

   At a certain moment, Zhang Mengqian suddenly felt a little proud, this is the person he wants to follow.

   In an instant, sixteen electric lights burst out in twists and turns, and the surrounding rats chasing from the bar were immediately scorched and penetrated!

   Hundreds of people who were still alive on the street rushed to see this scene as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Boss, bring them all back," Zhang Mengqian shouted. When he spoke, this little boy who was not very old by himself, with the effect of longevity, carried the two little girls on his shoulders, and there were two behind him. A relatively strong little boy.

  Qingchen took a deep breath and said, "Kill it out!"

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  Sorry for being a little uncomfortable today, only 8,000 words

   (end of this chapter)