Unlike centipedes in the animal kingdom, the demon centipede's body is not segmented. Its head is split into eight petals like a large flower and is densely covered with fangs. Eighteen pairs of legs stretched out from both sides of the body, which turned out to be eighteen pairs of hands!
The nine-meter-long body of the Ghost Centipede rushed towards Wu Chan, making a sound like applause as its palms scratched the ground, and the nine heads on its back screamed in pain through the skin. These people are not dead, but they are no longer human, and more than half of their bodies are permanently fused with the ghost centipede.
Wu Chan angrily stepped on the accelerator, releasing energy and speeding up the engine to the extreme. The steel beast of more than fifteen tons roared and collided with the Centipede. The body of the car was wrapped in the eight-petal mouth, and the powerful horsepower supported the Centipede's huge body as it galloped all the way. .
The densely packed fangs were stuck on the windshield, and the wriggling oral structure was like a caterpillar covered with pus, making Wu Chan's scalp numb. Two tubular stingers suddenly shot out from deep in the mouth, hitting the windshield twice like armor-piercing bullets. The windshield, which could withstand even the fireball explosion of a superpower, was actually slightly cracked!
The tubular stinger curved back and struck the windshield again, the crack widening and lengthening.
This pair of tubular venomous stingers is the most vicious and dangerous attack of the ghost centipede. Once it pierces the human skin, the venom will quickly anesthetize the human body, and then stab through the skull and insert into the brain, transforming the human into a deceiver who lures others into being fooled. puppet.
boom!
Before the windshield was shattered, the armored truck slammed into the wall with the Demonic Centipede. The huge impact crushed half of the Demonic Centipede's body, and the minced flesh and plasma sprayed out across the entire wall. Meters away, a cold blue will-o'-the-wisp rolled in the darkness.
It's the pivot ball.
It rolled towards the Ghost Centipede, which was pressed between the armored truck and the wall, and was nailed to the ground by a long knife halfway.
The Ghost Centipede is not dead yet, because it still has a central ball in its body, and its wounds are slowly healing. It squirmed, and seven or eight human palms pressed on the front of the truck in an attempt to push the truck away.
Wu Chan took out the ferocious leopard from the side of the cart. The long spear tip turned into a giant knife, and with a roar, he cut off all the arms. The spear tip then stabbed rapidly, dividing the ghost centipede into larger pieces of meat. Another central ball was ejected from the mouth of the Ghost Centipede, and was penetrated by Wu Zen with a flying knife.
The ghost centipede dies, and the soul of the dead in the body can finally be freed.
Wu Chan smashed the outer walls of the two central balls, took out the sinful cells and put them into mechanical test tubes. The empty underground space was extremely quiet, and the high-volume King of Demons in his headphones filled his auditory world.
Therefore, he did not hear the rustling sound above his head.
Two black shadows shot toward the back of Wu Chan's neck!
Instinctively like a wild beast, Wu Chan ducked sideways, but his neck was still lightly scratched.
What wounded him was a pipe-like stinger.
Wu Chan looked up and saw a ghost centipede coiled on the ceiling!
It followed the armored truck all the way here, and with a bang, its huge body fell to the ground.
Only a small amount of the centipede's venom is needed to paralyze the entire body. The so-called general paralysis is actually the toxin overcoming the individual's consciousness, thus cutting off the control of the body.
However, for Wu Zen, who has unlocked his superpowers, there is no such thing as "being defeated".
The ghost centipede regarded Wu Chan as a wooden man who could not move. It opened its eight-petal mouth like a sea anemone and bent its tubular venomous sting to hook it on top of his head!
Wu Chan swung his gun from bottom to top, the tip of the spear cut off the poisonous stinger, and the second half was like an out-of-control water pipe spraying poison!
As if the most painful nerve in the body of the ghost centipede was severed, the huge body rolled violently on the ground and let out an indescribable scream.
Wu Chan sprinted and jumped up, slashing with both arms, and cut off the head of the ghost centipede in one move. Then there were flashes of black light. Wherever the spear touched, the ghost centipede was shattered into pieces. Two central balls popped out from the back and flew forward and back. From different directions, they were strung together in mid-air.
The complete and huge corpse of the Ghost Centipede could not be carried, so Wu Chan threw the two giants with eight-petal mouths into the carriage, and then used a piece of rainproof cloth to wrap the four dagger-length, fang-shaped stingers firmly. From Wu Chan's point of view, using poison is never an honest way to fight, but this kind of venom that can paralyze a person's body at the slightest touch may be of great use in certain situations.
Wu Chan started the armored truck and drove into the subway tunnel that was like the intestines of a giant beast. The lights of the truck could only illuminate a small area, as if throwing a handful of foggy yellow dust into the endless darkness, attracting unknown monsters. Have a great time.
The sound of tires running over the track echoed in the tunnel, and the smell of dilapidated walls was shut out by the car windows. But there was still sound seeping into the cab like a barrier. It seems nonexistent and intermittent, as if there is a crying woman in red sitting in the back row.
Wu Chan glanced at the rearview mirror several times, but the back seat was empty. If I had taken Gong Tiantian and Gan Xiaoyi out this time, I'm afraid the two of them would have started telling ghost stories in a competition.
According to the rule that the allocation amount corresponds to the output of evil cells in the evil demon's body, Wu Chan returned to D067 New City and sold the heads of two ghost centipedes to the city hall in exchange for four allocation points, plus the East District Waste Incineration Station No. 3 already has two points allocated, totaling six points. After entering the old city of D1103, it is inevitable that you will still fight evil spirits. Wu Chan only needs to collect four more allocation points to allow Gong Tiantian and Gan Xiaoyi to refresh their super powers at the same time.
Wu Chan unknowingly drove past two stations and was probably not far from the old city of D1103. Suddenly, light appeared in the darkness ahead.
His whole body trembled - if a subway was roaring towards him, even if he was lucky enough to survive, the armored truck would definitely be crashed!
But this was just Wu Chan's first reaction. It was probably because the tunnel environment made him a little sensitive. He knew very well that the subway station had been abandoned for many years, and the chance of the subway being re-operational was close to zero.
Wu Chan quickly regained his composure and discovered that the fire came from the platform in front of him. Someone had started a fire.
Seeing car lights approaching, people on the platform quickly waved.
Wu Chan drove out of the tunnel and slowed down. He saw the heavy-armored motorcycle with a cool look at a glance. The person on the platform was none other than the resource recovery team named Iron War Horse that Wu Chan met outside the hotel in the morning.
Even if they didn't remember Wu Chan, they were definitely impressed by this armored truck.
Someone jumped off the track with a begging look on his face.
Wu Chan lowered the window: "Something happened?"
The man said: "We have a vehicle with a serious engine failure. Brother, can you help us repair it? We are willing to pay."
Wu Chan said: "I can try, but I may not be able to fix it."
The man looked happy and said, "You drive such a good truck, and your repair skills must be good."
Wu Chan drove the car onto the platform and saw the unruly motorcyclist sitting with his back against the wall. The blood on his left hand had not yet dried.
Sensing Wu Chan's gaze, the motorcyclist covered his left hand with his leather jacket and looked sullen.
"why is it you again!"
"Maybe I'm unlucky." Wu Chan said.
"..." Motorcyclist.
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