Death Spiral [Infinite Flow] - Chapter 180

    For the next two days, even Joe didn’t bother him anymore. The two of them recharged their energy well, and finally ushered in the day of the final judgment.

    The first ray of sunshine in 2020 shines on my face, and honeysuckle has already woken up. He felt a strange tingling on his skin, rapidly expanding along some invisible lines. Immediately afterwards, with a flash in front of his eyes, he took off a layer of skin.

    As usual, the layer of body that fell off quickly disappeared, but this shedding feeling is really uncomfortable. Ren Dong sighed softly, and Lian Qiao, who was beside him, took his hand and said with a smile, “It’s almost over.”

    “Hmm.” Honeysuckle shook his hand back and smiled in return.

    Today, Xu Rendong did not wear a suit, but wore a regular uniform that was convenient for exercise. Both of them were stuffed with various weapons and supplies, and they were completely prepared.

    The mutation starts from the ceiling first.

    A drop of blood fell to the ground with a clatter, like an unturned faucet. Immediately afterwards, more blood fell to the ground and quickly gathered into a small pool of blood.

    Honeysuckle and Lian Qiao clenched their weapons in each hand and stood quietly in the living room, watching the pool of blood get bigger and bigger. A human figure gradually appeared on the ceiling above his head, like a **** man lying on the ceiling, dripping blood from his body.

    Lian Qiao looked up and suddenly smiled.

    “Too high to reach,” he said.

    “Well. Wait for him to come down.” Honeysuckle said.

    The two of them just watched the blood dripping blood, and there was no sense of tension in their hearts. The blood man probably also found that the two were not afraid at all, so he intensified his efforts and began to drop flesh.

    The minced meat fell into the pool of blood, splashing blood on the floor and walls. Lian Qiao frowned slightly: “It’s not easy to clean.”

    Lin Dong laughed: “You’re about to go out, are you still thinking about cleaning?”

    Lian Qiao: “Then this is our home too, we can’t let them be so ruined.” After speaking, he remembered something and took out something from his bag.

    Lintong was stunned when she saw the thing: “…you still brought this?”

    Lian Qiao: “Thank you gentleman for giving me inspiration.”

    He raised his hand slightly, and a nail gun in his hand was aimed at the ceiling. A few times of biubiu, the cold light suddenly appeared, and there were dozens of iron nails on the **** man.

    The nail gun is quite powerful, with more than a dozen iron nails, each of which is deeply immersed in the body of the blood man. The **** man let out a terrifying wailing, and his **** body twisted around like a skinned snake, but he couldn’t break free from the iron nail.

    Although the blood man was nailed, the expressions on the two people’s faces were more solemn than before.

    “It really got stronger.” Honeysuckle said.

    Lian Qiao nodded: “As expected.”

    The weapons on their bodies were all recited by monks. The crowbar that had been opened at the beginning could make the starving ghost fearful just by taking it out, but now the iron nail is directly shooting the ghost, and the ghost is only struggling, not dissipating directly.

    But at least this weapon can cause substantial damage to ghosts, and they will not be powerless to resist.

    When they thought of this, they both sighed softly, and then, looking at each other’s eyes, courage appeared again.

    The hands they clasped together gave each other faith that no matter what was waiting for them in front of them, they would go on bravely and fight to the end.

      After a few more minutes, the place where the heavy nails pierced the blood man’s body began to collapse, and the flesh and blood that had been falling down began to fall at a faster speed.

    In the end, the whole **** man turned into meat dregs, all soaked in the pool of blood on the ground. Only a blood-red figure remained on the ceiling.

    Xu Rendong looked at the figure, and his heart suddenly jumped.

    He remembered the white human figure drawn by the police on the ground after Little Apple died on the university campus.

    Is this ghost a little apple?

    Xu Rendong hesitated for a while, but still asked, “How did you kill Little Apple in the first place?”

    Lian Qiao didn’t seem to be surprised why he asked the question at this time, and replied very calmly: “I gave her the back of her head with a crowbar. The pointy end.”

    Although Xu Rendong roughly guessed it, she still pursed her lips subconsciously.

    Lian Qiao glanced at him and added: “I died instantly, without any pain, don’t worry. The wound on her neck, I did it after she was completely dead.”

    Xu Rendong gave a low “um”.

    Lian Qiao smiled and put the nail gun into his hand: “You take this. This is our only long-range weapon.”

    Xu Rendong pushed the nail gun back: “I haven’t played with this before, so I’m sure I can’t shoot it accurately. It’s a waste of nails. You are good at it, so you should take it.”

    Lian Qiao said, “Then take a crowbar.”

    The only weapon they currently have is a long-range nail gun, and the only one that has really been fired in the temple is a crowbar. It can be said that these two are the strongest weapons in their hands.

    Since even Joe took the nail gun, he would definitely give the crowbar to Honeysuckle, otherwise he would not be able to feel at ease.

    But this crowbar was the one that killed Little Apple. Although Lian Qiao held out the crowbar, there was hesitation on his face: “If you mind…”

    Xu Rendong accepted it without hesitation, and said with a smile, “I can’t live anymore, and I can’t take care of that much anymore.”

      “

    Honeysuckle stared at him, a very complicated emotion welling up in her heart.

    But Honeysuckle didn’t say anything after all, just raised her hand and gently rubbed Lian Qiao’s hair.

    Lian Qiao narrowed her eyes, raised her head slightly, with an almost religious expression, enjoying the caress.

    However, the short-lived warmth was quickly broken.

    A sound of music sounded in Xu Rendong’s backpack, and both of them were stunned.

    This is your phone ringtone. Xu Rendong quickly took out his mobile phone from his backpack, and the caller ID on the screen turned out to be his boss.

    “Call at this time?” Xu Rendong frowned.

    Xu Rendong laughed: “It’s the end of the world and I have to go to work, am I too miserable?” He didn’t plan to respond, and hung up the phone.

    I never thought about it, the moment he cut off the phone, there was a sudden “buzz” in his mind, like a string was suddenly tightened.

    “Ugh!” Xu Rendong trembled, covering her ears with both hands.

    “What’s wrong?” Lian Qiao was surprised.

    The string in the ear seems to be directly connected to the brain, and the tighter it is, the tighter it is, it hurts his brain. This pain hits the soul directly from the depths of the brain, and there is nowhere to escape. Xu Rendong only felt that his brain was about to be crushed like tofu.

    All his strength was used against this pain and fear, so he had to shake his head to even Joe, unable to say a word.

    “Let me see.” Lian Qiao pulled his hand away, his face changed slightly, and said solemnly, “Your ears are bleeding.”

    Xu Rendong glanced at the palm of her hand in pain. Sure enough, there was a pool of blood lying in the palm of Bai Jing, shocking.

    He gritted his teeth and looked around, but the apartment was quiet and nothing.

    What was it that hurt him?

    The pain in his head made him unable to concentrate. When he was at a loss, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated again.

    The ringtone of the mobile phone was urgent and pierced into his ear like a steel needle. This time, he couldn’t bear it any longer. He covered his ears with force, and squatted down in pain.

    Lian Qiao’s eyes darkened, she grabbed the mobile phone on the table and connected it directly.

    “Hello?”

    There is no sound on the other end of the phone.

    Lian Qiao was extremely irritable, and said solemnly: “Speak.”

    There was a shrill laugh on the phone. The laughter was clearly female, but it was too exaggerated, like a female lunatic. Lian Qiao couldn’t tell if it was Ren Dong’s boss.

    After answering the phone, Ren Dong immediately felt that the string in her mind became loose. He recovered his strength, stood up from the ground panting, and asked Lian Qiao, “What did she say?”

    Lian Qiao hung up the phone and said, “Just laughing and not saying anything.”

    Xu Rendong smiled bitterly: “I’m afraid I really want to go to work.”

    Lian Qiao was noncommittal, just put away the mobile phone silently, then found the iodophor cotton ball from the backpack, and wiped the blood in Xu Rendong’s ear.

    He gently raised the chin of the honeysuckle, and took a flashlight into the ear canal of the honeysuckle to see if the eardrum of the honeysuckle was injured. However, the depth of the ear canal was blocked by blood clots, and it was impossible to judge the injury at all.

      His face became more gloomy.

    Honeysuckle tilted his head and let him handle the injury for himself. Gradually aware of the low air pressure beside him, he turned his head and said, “It’s alright, it doesn’t hurt anymore. Hearing is not affected, it Should just scare me.”

    Lian Qiao lowered her eyes and sighed in a low voice: “You are always like this…”

    Honeysuckle didn’t quite hear: “What?”

    Lian Qiao turned his face, stared into his eyes, and said seriously: “Don’t talk like this again, okay? ‘It’s okay, I don’t feel pain’… Do you think I won’t feel pain when you lie to me like this?”

    “…” Honeysuckle froze for a moment. After a moment of silence, he touched his nose embarrassedly, “I’m used to it, I’m sorry. It actually hurts a little. A little, really only a little. It’s much better than before.”

    Lian Qiao stared at him, making sure he wasn’t lying, then sighed: “That’s good. Let’s go.”

    “Hmm.”

    The two put on their backpacks and walked out of the door. Xu Rendong subconsciously took out the key to lock the door, but just as he stretched out his hand, he stopped in mid-air.

    Lian Qiao looked at him in surprise.

    Honeysuckle raised her head, looked at the familiar apartment, and smiled slightly: “This is obviously a ghost world, and no one will come to steal things. Besides, even if the door is locked, it can’t stop the ghosts. What am I locking it for?”

    Lian Qiao took the key from him, locked the door solemnly, and said, “Because this is our home.”

    Xu Rendong looked at him, suddenly filled with warm courage. Not even the last shred of weakness remained.