Reverse Evolution Chapter 85: Human Heart Insurance

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At dawn, Miao Pu woke up from entering concentration. He had a pretty good night. There was no fighting or harassment. Although the bedding of the strange skin was thin, it kept warm. In short, he got enough rest.

In contrast, Wang Liang stayed up all night, staring at the door of the factory most of the time. Now he stared at his bloodshot eyes, stood up hard, his hair was dizzy, his eyes were black, and his feet were a little buoyant, as if he was struggling to support his body.

He stood up after shaking his body a few times. He exhorted himself by saying "Heaven will descend to the people...", telling himself that the suffering is temporary, and he needs this suffering to sharpen himself to obtain greater breakthroughs and completely awaken the ancestral genes in his body. The strong beast gene bestowed by the mysterious man was completely fused and became a real war hero.

Wang Liang is hypnotizing himself, "If I don’t have a tough nerve, how can I endure the pain of returning to the ancestors? I should be strong and tough, I will become a human being..." It is useful to cheer myself up, but He knows that this awareness is far from enough. He is very clear that after this series of ups and downs, his advantage has disappeared.

War? Or escape?

Actually, the answer has been revealed since he did not choose to spend time with Lao Scar and others when he flees alone. Later, confronting Miao Pu was just like a beast who was forced into a dead end to rise up to defend himself, and his narcissism and blindness Optimism gave him the illusion of victory. Now, when the courage to die has also been exhausted, escape is his only choice.

Initiated a retreat, self-pity staying all night in vain, hating Miao Pu's insidious and treacherous, and at the same time full of worries about whether he can open the way of escape in time... Wang Liang went to the depths of the thorny jungle with a complicated mood .

Miao Pu's mentality is far less sophisticated than Wang Liang. With a throbbing before harvest, he opened the door of the factory again.

The early morning sun sheds down from the crevices of the vines and branches. Although it cannot completely penetrate the frost and fog, it sets off the vitality of the thorny jungle, which is a kind of vibrant beauty.

Miao Pu likes nature, and likes the scenery that shows the regularity in his will. Miao Pu, who likes nature, feels comfortable in this thorny jungle, while Wang Liang faces another torment. The prosperous branches and leaves blocked his vision, and the deadly thorns could take his life at any time. With Wang Liangzhi's ability, he couldn't tell which were gold-eating vines and which were blood-sucking vines, so he walked extremely hard.

More than three hours later, the two with different moods met unexpectedly. Miao Pu came here by looking for the roots, but Wang Liang didn't think so. He called this not to be ridiculous and not forgiving to take advantage of his illness!

Wang Liang yelled in his heart, "Nima! You just want to stare at Lao Tzu and not let him live, don't you? Master is really dead! But don't think about it!" Wang Liang was completely broken. After he found Miao Pu, he rushed over like a madman, and within a short time he was within 20 meters. At this time, the two sides could already see each other's incomplete body through the vine.

Boom! boom! boom! Wang Liang did not hesitate to fire again and again. The 88-type bullet was powerful enough to get caught by Miao Pu. For a while, Miao Pu was in embarrassment. "Bad son, die for Lao Tzu! Death! Death..." Wang Liang roared with a ferocious expression, and the shooting had not stopped since the beginning.

Although Miao Pu's reflex nerves are extremely fast, and are extremely adaptable to the environment and terrain here, it is still dangerous to avoid bullets at such a close distance. Among them, a few bullets brought trouble to him. The small damage, the strong kinetic energy brought by the bullets whizzing through the flesh, made him clearly feel how powerful these bullets are through the intense burning pain of the flesh.

After playing a magazine, the two sides have been pulled apart nearly 50 meters away. This is still on the premise that Wang Liang is constantly approaching. If Wang Liang is calm enough, he will realize that Miao Pu's performance is enough to show that he is far from struggling in this jungle of thorns as he had previously thought. It's a pity that he's emotionally unstable now, and he hasn't noticed this detail at all. After changing the magazine, he continues to shoot while approaching. When Wang Liang's second magazine was empty, Miao Pu had already returned to the factory.

"Come out! You bastard!" Wang Liang yelled and cursed, and there were a lot of holes in the door of the factory building with the bursts of gunshots, "I have the ability to let Lao Tzu go, I want to kill you!" After firing a shot, Wang Liang was powerful and arrogant.

At this moment, Miao Pu is sitting silently in a hidden place in the factory building. In front of him is a concrete block of equipment. Half a person is tall enough to hide his figure, and there are patches of green in his hand. Rippling, a shield made of thorns has basically taken shape after the interaction of blooming and nourishing. Facing Wang Liang who has lost control of his emotions and hysteria, Miao Pu is waiting for a chance to hunt.

After scolding for a full half an hour, Wang Liang was tired of scolding and couldn't move. The excitement passed, and the 88-style bullet was also finished. This state is like the emptiness and loneliness after slapped up the child. At this time, Wang Liang feels terrible. After the 88 is thrown away, even Kevlar is taken off, and he continues to take off. Only the underwear is left. I feel that the depression and restraint that tormented him have alleviated. This may be a manifestation of extreme mental fatigue, a rebound of continuous overdraft of energy, not only consciously frustrated, but also sluggish sensory reactions, but also no longer sharp.

Holding the muzzle of the pistol in his mouth tremblingly and shaking for a long time, Wang Liang finally failed to summon the courage to end himself. He raised his head and roared to the sky hoarsely for a long time, suddenly fell to his knees, and cried towards the factory: "Please, let me make a living..."

As soon as the factory door opened, Miao Pu walked out from inside, carrying the Great Shield of Thorns in his left hand and his spear in his right hand, and walked out with bare feet. Facing Wang Liang who was crying there, he didn't know what to do. But when Miao Pu approached about 5 meters, Wang Liang stood up and raised his head fiercely. The expression in his eyes was clearly saying: "*, you are fooled! This time you are dead!"

"Ho!" Wang Liang let out a roar like an exhalation. When Miao Pu heard it, he was already under attack, the speed of sound! Ultrasonic attack!

Miao Pu felt that a hurricane from the depths of the ocean suddenly appeared, and the entire space was distorting and shaking, forming a visible cone-shaped spreading wave with Wang Liang's mouth as the source. Struggling near death has become a habit. The front legs are bowed, the hind legs are kicked, the thorns shield is in front of him, and one of the spears is deeply inserted into the soil to resist the continuous attack of sound waves. The multiple sonic attacks instantly blew Miao Pu up like a hurricane, holding a spear and a large shield in his hand for a few seconds. Blood gushing out of Miao Pu's mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and Miao Pu felt that his whole body was paralyzed. , The unusually weird tremor of the heartbeat seemed to shatter in the next second.