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But Old Wei is not to blame. Zhu Yanchen was tall and sturdy, a little taller than the one who was in charge of the (gan gan) frame, and his combat power against mutant beasts was amazing. Compared to a researcher, Marshal Zhu looked more like an armed escort.

Zhu Yanchen frowned: "Fly low."

The girl made up of erosive qualitative composition became more and more complete, and it staggered forward on the surface of the eroded marsh, calling something vaguely.

"Mom...Mom...Mom..." Its voice was not childlike, weird and rough, but women didn't mind.

This is Zhu Yanchen's mouth, his own "suspected similar"?

Shu Jun could not see a flower from the left and right, and the swamp under his feet seemed to him nothing special. However, Zhu Yanchen took it very seriously. Before getting along, he didn't show a sense of oppression, but at this moment, Marshal Zhu looked like a predator just planning to prey.

That kind of aura cannot be disguised, and Shu Jun's back stretched instinctively.

At the same time, the woman at the edge of the swamp moved. Although she seemed to want to touch the dark figure very much, she still didn't do that. The woman adjusted her posture and knelt down on the edge of the marsh. An old woman moved closer behind her and put down the jar she was carrying.

"囡囡." The woman murmured, scooping a bit of pitch-black **** from the jar, and devoutly plunged into the swamp. "囡囡."

Cheng is the corroded material stolen from the corpse disposal site, but I didn't expect them to be used here.

After receiving the "tribute", the mood of the eclipse marsh was satisfied and calm, and it almost made a grunt. Shu Jun perceives with all his strength, but he can't find the emotion that is the slightest similar to a child. Girls composed of eclipses are at most six or seven years old-children at this age, even if they are used to the situation, will no longer be in pain or fear. At least seeing the mother, there should be some special mood swings.

The eroding marsh is just eroding marsh, and it continues to boil quietly.

The woman seemed to be afraid of not being real, she took the risk of taking off her mask and stared at her daughter almost obsessively. Old Wei squinted his eyes, seeming to be quite intoxicated by the situation.

If this is still a game, and the people below are just NPCs, Shu Jun would think this task is a bit content. But everything is reality, this scene will only make people's back chill. Apart from the mask, the woman spent a long time foolishly in an area with a high concentration of erosion, and then changed to another person. The same calling, the same feeding, the same attachment.

The erosion of the marsh continues to change, and (gou) images of the dead are drawn out. Its voice has not changed, it can't even say a complete word, but people's expressions are extremely grateful and satisfied.

Shu Jun hung in the air, speechless.

The jar was about to be emptied, and the weird ceremony finally came to an end. Two villagers who were still close to people entered the tent and then carried out the dead bodies. The corpse was tightly wrapped in gray cloth, and the flowers entangled with the cloth strips were placed on the shelf of rotten wood. People with weird shapes gathered to push the shelves, and the wooden shelves slipped silently into the marsh.

The corpse sank quietly, and the ashes gradually shrank and disappeared.

"The one pushed down is Lao Chen, he will come back." Lao Wei turned to Shu Jun and spoke confidently. "We have brought back a lot of people, and we are not afraid of death. It's just that they are just like that, and everyone is playing drums in their hearts. Now that I see you, I'm pretty sure that we didn't choose the wrong way--"

"Enough." Zhu Yanchen's tone was faintly angry.

Old Wei ignored him, but looked at Shu Jun eagerly: "We are the people who are more adapted to this world. Are you from the city? Look at your chain, how inhumane."

...This is provocative and coaxing a child.

Before he could say his refusal, Zhu Yanchen's muzzle fell on Wei's head.

"Shu Jun, land." He said, "This marsh can't stay."

Faced with the three people who suddenly landed, the biggest reaction was the swamp itself. Seeing Shu Jun approaching aggressively, it skillfully spit out a lot of clear water, shrank itself into a soft ball two or three meters in diameter, ready to run.

Shu Jun is still considering how to keep this thing, Zhu Yanchen has already started.

As if he had been prepared, he neatly changed the gun to a magazine. The gun fired no longer ordinary bullets, the projectile spread out in the air and turned into a squeaky thin, just to hit the soft ball.

Slightly green, with a purifying effect, the place in contact with the eroded marsh murmured. The marsh is still struggling, it presses more water from (body shen) body, trying to make breathing space, and slowly squeezing out from its tiny eyes.

"I can only trap it for a while." Zhu Yanchen entered the string code on the handcuffs, and Shu Jun opened the handcuffs. "Take advantage of its honesty, destroy its brain."

It seems that his previous "chain reconnection" is still somewhat effective, Shu Jun nodded happily: "What data do you want?"

"The data will be fetched later." Zhu Yanchen said concisely, "This thing is close to adulthood. When it grows up, it will no longer need these..."

He chose the wording for a while: "...these people who are ‘bred’ are no longer needed."

"Say Hu!" Old Wei roared, "We keep it, you--"

"Hurry up." Zhu Yanchen continued to ignore Old Wei.

Shu Jun had fought with the eclipse marsh for ten years, and this thing had previously attacked himself for intelligence. Although he didn't quite understand the situation, he didn't want to be entangled with some things at this time-all said nothing but three things. He was frightened by him for a second time, and he was unpreparedly captured by Zhu Yanchen a second time. If this is really a child who is obsessed with his brain, he might be prepared for the third time.

Now is the best time.

"Yes, sir." Without the handcuffs, Shu Jun's tone was lighter.

Seeing the attack from the opposite side, the villagers panicked. Some picked up their guns and shot them here unruly. Some took cleavers and kitchen knives and started to cut those hard.

"Don't move." Zhu Yanchen's voice was clear, and he pushed Old Wei Chao forward. I don't know when I changed the magazine again, and the muzzle pointed at the back of Wei's head.

"Run with the swamp!" Old Wei said, "You just take my corpse back! You can't leave the swamp, and this matter must not be abandoned halfway!"

Shu Jun moved faster, he blew up the wind and landed neatly on the soft ball. Zi's ​​hole was just enough to allow his arm to pass through, and Shu Jun corroded the arm again, and relentlessly penetrated into the swamp, looking for its brain.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the old technique was repeated, and he screamed immediately. There is never a shortage of mutant beasts in the erosion zone. They came from around the village where they were stationed. However, just looking at the time, they may not be able to catch up-Shu Jun once again caught the soft tendon, and the size of the erosion marsh is too small now It was only a matter of time before he grasped its brain.

The villagers rushed around the marsh swamp group, but they couldn't reach Shujun standing on top of the soft ball. They tried to shoot, but their weapons were too old to break Shujun's wind shield. Shu Jun didn't dawdle either, his hands followed the soft tissue (touching Mo), and he was about to grab the brain of the eroded marsh.

Sudden changes.

Suddenly, the erosion marsh spit out a lot of water, and the suddenly reduced volume made Shu Jun's hand empty-the originally more than 20 square meters of erosion marsh shrank into a block of half a cubic meter, and the texture was close to solid.

Shu Jun landed lightly and stretched out his hand again without hesitation. The thick corroded matter could not form a liquid column, so in order to escape, the corroded marsh actively gave up the attack. This thing has jumped the wall in a hurry, it is only a matter of time before it is caught.

However, when Shu Jun raised his eyes again, he realized that things were not that simple.

The swamp block once again turned into a little girl's appearance.

"Mom... Mom..." it cried hoarsely, staggering into the woman's arms. "mom……"

That appearance was too pitiful, and Shu Jun subconsciously hesitated for a moment, not to mention the former mother. She hurriedly tore off the "child" and held it tightly in her arms.

Shu Jun could feel the emotion of the swamp, no pleading, no pure fear, only tension and panic that was indistinguishable from before, and even it was mixed with appetite. The appetite obviously did not come to him, and her protective clothing was quietly dissolving in a position where the woman could not see.

"Mom... Mom..." The marsh erosion continued.

Shu Jun tried to tear the swamp with his hands, and the woman, like a crazy lioness, bit her teeth directly. The eclipse shrunk herself small enough, and the woman was tall, and almost wrapped it in her arms. It was really hard to pull, let alone attack with wind skills.

"Leave us, let us go!" She screamed, "It's all like this, what else do you want to grab?!"

"That's not your daughter." These people seemed to be the bottom people, and Shu Jun didn't want to kill sha randomly. "Hand it over, we can do it not so quickly. My companion will definitely give you an explanation, we..."

This state of eroding marsh is well controlled. It is easy to release water and it is difficult to absorb water. As long as the layer is added again, it will not expand and naturally it will not run.

The woman smiled miserably: "What about it? Hush, hush, my daughter is not afraid."

"Mom..." Seeing Shu Jun stopped the attack, the marsh was frantically incited.

The villagers quickly surrounded and kept the woman upright, like a flood of ants, men, women and children with the same type of determination on their faces. Shu Jun gritted his teeth, and now he can only make heavy moves.

The women were crying, the villagers were swearing, and the bullets did not stop. Zhu Yanchen was also fighting in the distance, and he must think of a way to break the game as soon as possible.

According to this situation, as long as the swamp is desperately storing water and eating these people and fleeing, it will be difficult for them to track it again. And this scouring marsh with definite intelligence ran out, not knowing how many scouring marshes would evolve.

It was troublesome to think of a way to deal with humans alone, even if their companions were successfully rescued, they couldn't stand the attack of the swamp. If this is not handled well, it will only cause more trouble.

...What does Zhu Yanchen think about when he dared to plan a personal visit?

Shu Jun felt the emotion of eroding marsh gradually becoming proud, and he had a plan in his heart.

"If you can't even fight for you, I will be the captain, little thing." He grinned.