by Chen Ran
Most of the time, it didn't take much planning to kill a person. Most of it was due to the environment and Su.
"Eh, Doctor, you're still here?"
When they arrived at room zero, a nurse who was pushing a ventilator out of the ward made an unexpected sound when she saw Lance.
Lan Qi nodded, and quickly recalled Dr. David's tone and speed of speech. He then said, "That's right, look, I forgot to inject a tube of DH52 into Room 704's patient. "Well, my dear Angie."
The White-headed Eagle did not know the nurse's name, but the work certificate on the nurse's uniform was clearly indicated. As long as one was not blind, they would be able to see it. As for the DH52, it was a life-saving medicine. Lan Qi had asked around about it clearly.
The nurse had no doubt of it, and pushed the ventilator away from Lankey. Lan Qi pushed open the door. The ward was quiet. Zero was lying on the bed with his back facing Lan Qi. The little girl who always followed him around was also not in the room. In general, this kind of environment was beneficial for Lan Qi.
Lan Qi walked over and heard regular breathing. Without even looking, the White-headed Eagle could visualize the image of Su Ling sleeping quietly in her mind. It seemed that her body had just started to recover from zero, and she still needed a lot of sleep to speed up the recovery process. This is good, the zero response during sleep will be minimized.
Walking to the side of Su Ling, Lan Qianzhi called out to him. After making sure there was no reaction, Lan Qi slowly pulled out the nuclear waste syringe from his pocket. He adjusted the needle to point it at the big artery on Zero's neck. Lan Qi's eyes flashed. He immediately stabbed the needle with his hand.
Suddenly, Zero moved.
He shifted ten centimeters in a very weird way, letting Lan Qi's needle sink into the pillow. Lan Qi's face changed. He let go of the syringe but continued to swing it at the back of his neck. At the same time, a sharp scalpel slipped out of his sleeve. If the artery was cut, zero would be dead as well.
Lan Qi was quick, but zero was faster.
With a push on the edge of the bed, Zero bounced up. Following which, he rotated his body and swept out with his leg.
Lan Qi didn't expect his zero-spear fighting ability to be so great that it could even allow him to fight in a short fight. In a panic, he could only bend his elbow to block the attack. The tip of his zero foot brushed against Lan Qi's arm. The second order's strengthening caused Lan Qi to step back uncontrollably, and he finally slammed into the wall.
After sweeping his leg out, he half-squatted on the sickbed and laughed coldly: "Dr. David doesn't have the same smell of dead people as you. If you want to play him, I'll have to trouble you to come again after I wash up."
Chapter 122 - Chiefs
With just a simple sentence, he had revealed his secret to Lan Qi. People who risked their lives all year round would always have a peculiar aura on them. Ordinary people would not be able to detect this kind of aura, but they could forget about someone who had the same experience as Zero. Lan Qi himself had long gotten used to this kind of aura and had forgotten about this crucial reason, which was caused by Su.
In fact, if it weren't for such a tiny flaw, Lan Qi would have almost succeeded.
Although Lingyi had already guessed that the killer from the Parkland would not let this matter go so easily, other than the few days when he was unconscious, the following days were completely calm. Even though they were on guard, they almost believed that the killer had given up and continued to fight in Phoenix City. Until yesterday, when the body of the Dr. David who had come to visit had emitted a light and abnormal aura.
This Qi was not easy to detect, but in order to examine the body for Zero, the two had to come in close contact before Zero could detect it. Zero knew from this that the killer of Parkland had not given up. From the looks of it, he was already close to the Dr. David.
If it was just a normal smell, Lan Qi could have covered it up with all sorts of powders and medicines. However, the death aura on his body could not be concealed by tools, unless he was a high-ranked perceptual domain practitioner. He could do it by creating a protective barrier on the surface of his body that cut off any senses. It was a pity that Lan Qi was not an expert in perceptual domain, which was why his efforts were for naught.
The White-headed Eagle immediately made up its mind. As it collided against the wall, its body trembled and several scalpels hidden in the doctor's uniform shot out. In order to not attract the Phoenix City's attention, Lan Qi did not bring any guns into the hospital. Otherwise, the bullets that would have killed him would not have come from a few scalpels.
Naturally, the scalpel was not zeroed. He just leaned back and the scalpel missed its target. However, when he pulled his body back, the White-headed Monarch was long gone. Screams and curses came from outside the ward, following which, a Magistrate and three soldiers rushed into the ward. The fight in the ward had naturally alarmed them, but the assassin had already left. Magistrate brought his people away after a simple inquiry.
Zero knew that Parkland's killers could no longer stay in the city. In other words, he would be able to rest in peace for the next few days.
His body was almost fully recovered. The most serious wound on his chest had also healed. Even his broken sternum had regrown. However, the short and intense exchange of blows had caused his chest to split open again. This meant that Zero would still have to stay in the hospital for a day or two.
The heat of the day had silenced the earth, especially at this time of day, when no living being was willing to be exposed to the intense ultraviolet light. A scorpion emerged from the sand. This mutated scorpion was only the size of a fist, but it had two scorpion tails. The scorpion's entire body was colorful. The venom produced by its poison sac could poison a Savage Bear to death within three minutes.
Because its poison, Su, was comparable to nuclear waste, this small scorpion was extremely dangerous in this biological department, and that was why it had the name of an overlord.
The scorpion left its hiding place and climbed onto the road. For no other reason than the tall human body on the road.
Not only were human corpses the food of scorpion, they could also be used as nests. Small sized mutated organism like the scorpion sometimes liked to hide inside human corpses to build their nest. Since it was convenient for them to eat, and the skin of the corpses provided a natural protective layer for the mutated insects, they killed two birds with one stone.
The scorpion soon arrived near the corpse. It was a tall man with a head full of scarlet hair that looked like flames. His relatively fresh muscles made the scorpion salivate. The insect crawled to the corpse's face, and its mouth was wide open, as if it was inviting a scorpion to enter.
Just as the scorpion was about to crawl in, a black cloud suddenly appeared. The scorpion still didn't know what had happened. A heavy piece of metal smashed onto its body. The scorpion grew up with its poison Su, but its body was as weak as that of an ancestor from the old era. Unable to resist the heavy pressure of the metal, his body was immediately smashed into smithereens.
When the light yellow scorpion liquid left the metal hammer, a pair of feet appeared beside the metal hammer. Then the owner of the feet knelt, propping himself up on one arm so that he could lean over and lick the scorpion's fluid with his tongue.
The sour taste of the scorpion's liquid did not taste good, but in the wilderness, there was no water source. Therefore, Kazuo Watanabe, who had been walking for almost an entire day, could not care about all these. Before the earth's heat had dried this rare liquid, Kazuo Watanabe used his tongue to lick the scorpion's liquid clean. Then he took the metal hammer away and carefully fiddled with the scorpion's nearly crushed body.
He took out the hard shell and the poisonous substance, and swept the less than 2 grams of scorpion meat into his mouth. The meat of the scorpion was not fresh, on the contrary, it carried a fishy stench. It was rather disgusting to eat, but Kazuo Watanabe resis
ted the urge to puke and bit into it. However, this was not enough to extinguish the hunger in Kazuo Watanabe's body, so he set his gaze on the tall male corpse beside him.
In the turbulent times, it was not new for humans to eat people in order to survive. Moreover, Kazuo Watanabe only wanted to eat this corpse right now. He had done something a hundred times more evil than this before, how would he hesitate for the sake of so-called morality? But Kazuo Watanabe did hesitate, because there were huge bullet holes on the body, and the fatal wound on the forehead.
Kazuo Watanabe could be considered an experienced mercenary. He carefully checked the corpse and found two different bullet marks on it.
The bullet marks on the arms and shoulders of the corpse were much larger than those of other ordinary bullets. There was no doubt about its lethality. It could be seen from the wounds on the body. The man's wounds were mostly open wounds, if one were to be hit by such bullets, it was likely that the man would only be able to survive if his defense was strengthened by a higher level of the Fighting Domain.
However, the man's fatal wound was coming from between his eyebrows.
The bullet hole in his forehead was meticulous, and the bullet hole's surroundings were smooth and smooth. This meant that the other party was using an armor piercing bullet and a sniper rifle to fire at him. Only the kinetic energy provided by the sniper device could leave such a hole.
In other words, it would take at least two people to kill the man. This was because the two bullet marks on his body were completely different. It was obvious that they came from different firearms. The former was a weapon similar to the big caliber revolver, while the latter was a sniper weapon. One was close by, while the other was far away. It was impossible for a single person to operate both at the same time.
Judging from the malevolent metal hammer the man used, the man must belong to the Fighting Domain's power. From the battle marks on the ground, Kazuo Watanabe could easily determine that the distance between this man and the other person who had the ability to wield a powerful handgun was definitely not more than ten metres.
As we all know, even the best gunman has to put some distance between himself and the enemy in order to have an advantage. Once the distance was closed, especially since the opponent was also someone with the ability of the Fighting Domain, it would simply be the nightmare of gunners.
However, the scene in front of him had completely overturned Kazuo Watanabe's common sense. From the looks of it, the corpse of the gunner who fought closely with him was actually alive. Of course, that sniper who shot a man in the forehead made the biggest contribution, but to be able to protect himself from the attack of a Fighting Domain expert, that gunman was already shockingly skilled.
Kazuo Watanabe frowned, but he could not think of anyone amongst the people he knew, who could meet these conditions. However, when he gave up thinking about it, Su Yun's figure appeared in Japanese swordsman's mind.
Could it be him?
Kazuo Watanabe thought of zero. If there was a member around Phoenix City who was the most suitable for this condition, then zero would be perfect. When Kazuo Watanabe thought about how Zero actually possessed this skill, and how he, who had lost an arm, was unable to use the second blade technique he had used in the past, Kazuo Watanabe inexplicably hated that extremely beautiful face of Zero.
But now, Kazuo Watanabe's flames of hunger overwhelmed everything else. He built sharp weapons all around to deconstruct the body for food. When they found a military blade stuck in the middle of the corpse's waist, the Japanese swordsman happily pulled it out. Kazuo Watanabe took off a leather jacket from the corpse's body and was about to stab into the corpse's chest, when suddenly, a demonic wolf tattoo on his chest stunned Kazuo Watanabe.
He suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter filled with a sense of pleasant surprise.
"The leader of the bandits? It's actually you, Red Wolf? " Kazuo Watanabe laughed out loud, this discovery made him give up eating the corpse. Or at least, he should save Red Wolf's head.
This was because this leader of the bandits had a bounty of 100 thousand Chinese dollars. That was a bounty that was released by the Titan City a few days ago. It immediately refreshed the history of Red Wolf's body price. It could be said that if Kazuo Watanabe took Red Wolf's head, he could exchange it for 100 thousand tolls in the Titan City. Such a good thing was actually picked up by him like a pie dropped by the heavens.
Kazuo Watanabe's luck did not stop there, when he was laughing maniacally in joy. The roaring sound of the engine stung his ears. Kazuo Watanabe squinted his eyes as he saw several SUVs filled with men coming from afar and surrounded him.
Atop one of the A Land Cruiser, a tall and skinny man stood up, pointed his gun at Kazuo Watanabe and screamed: "Who are you? Did you kill our boss? "
Kazuo Watanabe looked at these men, their tattoos were the same as Red Wolf's, allowing Japanese swordsman to immediately know their identities. Kazuo Watanabe suddenly thought of a pretty good idea. With the tip of his foot, Red Wolf's giant metal hammer landed on his one arm.
"My name is Kazuo Watanabe. From today onwards, I will be your new leader! "
"A cripple like you?" The thin man laughed, as did the other wolves in the jeep.
Only Kazuo Watanabe did not laugh, he raised his gigantic hammer and sneered: "That's right, with just me. Even if I only have one arm, it's enough to take care of all of you trash! "
Chapter 123 - Death Ridge
At dusk, George walked into the sickroom and saw Su Ming packing up her things.
This was the third day after Lan Qi's assassination attempt. He had already recovered and was preparing to leave the hospital. However, if something unexpected happened, he would leave the Phoenix City tomorrow. After passing through the Death Ridge, he would continue to head towards the Blue collar mountain range.
George threw a crumpled cigarette at Zero, and at the same time, the officer closed the door. Otherwise, the taste of the inferior nicotine would definitely attract criticism. George did not want to be complained about in the hospital and be brought to the Military Department.
"What, are you leaving?" George lit up his cigarette and asked.
He wiped his finger on his cigarette and lit it up.
George was slightly surprised, "So Su Fire Elemental was able to use it this way? "Sometimes I envy you Adepts. Sometimes it's too f * cking convenient."
Zero smiled and said, "Are you here to repay me for the wine?"
George's face immediately fell, and he shook his head: "I say, fellow, you're not that stingy, right?"
"You're right this time." With a smile, Zero said, "That's why I plan to treat you to a few more drinks before we leave."
"Yeah, that's what a man is. "Don't be so fussy, it's just the money for the wine." George laughed out loud. It was always pleasant to have someone to drink with him, wasn't it?
"What are your plans after this?"
After leaving the ward, the two of them walked along the corridor towards the main entrance of the hospital, George casually asked.
Zero answered vaguely, "I'm going to the Northern Territories. I should be leaving tomorrow."
"If you don't wait for Camber, then that fat pig will have to rest for the whole two to three days before leaving?" George said in surprise.
"Didn't you say I'm not like his man? In fact, I was just passing by to protect him and earn some extra money. "
George pulled him back: "So you're saying that you want to travel across the Death Ridge alone with that child? Listening to the shop assistant, Death Ridge was not a good place to sightsee. It was filled with dangerous forests, metamorph s, and even mob s. But the real danger was from the flower of death that grew out of the nuclear waste. They were everywhere, and those who got involved died instantly. This was also the true origin of Death Ridge's name. Moreover, there was a bottomless crevice at the exit of Death Ridge that was created by the impact of the plates, if one was not careful, they would die
without a burial ground. So I have to say, it's not very wise of you to do this. "
Zero smiled and did not answer.
He naturally knew that passing through a forbidden area like the Death Ridge would require a much higher success rate than going through an individual. But now, he had no choice but to choose. The killer of Parkland had already appeared and was wandering around him. If Zero followed the caravan leisurely, it would be no different from being a live target. Moreover, Zero felt that during the time he had spent with Camber's caravan, his sense of danger had decreased by a lot.
A life too convenient and comfortable can make a sharp knife dull. If you want to maintain your sharpness, you have to go back to the wilderness. Only by using endless danger to sharpen himself would he be able to maintain and even become sharper.
A dull blade was unable to pierce through the gigantic Parkland, only a sharper blade was able to do so, so this zero was very clear. Moreover, he still wanted to use the Death Ridge to counterattack. If he wanted to have a happier journey in the future, then he must make that killer stay in Death Ridge forever. This was one of the reasons why he separated from the caravan.
Seeing Zero's expression, George knew that he wouldn't be able to convince him. In the wilderness, everyone could choose their own way of life as long as they could afford to pay the price. Just thinking about Moni's immature face coming and going in the dangerous forest made George's heart ache for no reason.
If Jona was still alive, wouldn't she be the same age as the child?
George thought, the officer at this time looked more sentimental than usual.
People were coming and going on the streets. As the radiation intensity gradually decreased, no one wanted to stay in a house that could cause illness. At night, the streets would be more crowded and the city's bars would be packed. This was also a common way of life for people in the new era. It was as if they were animals that lived day and night.
