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Chapter 1290 Powerless

Not to mention thousands, there are at least hundreds of strange insects that emerge from the wound dough. Even people without intensive phobia can't help feeling numb and tremble when they see such a scene.

Seeing the strange insects bounced their hair upwards and climbed upwards very quickly, I almost threw my hair away. Fortunately, the vitality of these strange insects was not as tenacious as they were. The most rapid one only climbed to one-third, and then they were burned into sparks.

I was staring at the monsters with all my attention, and suddenly I felt two cold hands stretching out from behind. At the same time, a sharp and strange smile came from behind.

I was shocked and before I could turn around, my hands suddenly grabbed my neck.

The cold man's hand was extremely powerful, and he tightened his hands in an instant, pinching me so hard that I rolled my eyes, and there was no room for resistance.

The strange laughter never stopped, but instead got closer and closer. It sounded like it was coming from above my head.

I couldn't get rid of it, but I could only curse in my heart: Jinghai, you old bald donkey, there was no movement at the critical moment. And Ji Yayun, even if you were unable to tie a chicken, you could still search the guy and give it to the other party. Even if you scratch his armpit, I would have a chance to escape.

Hair is a flammable thing, and it is dipped in sesame oil. Although the monster insects only emitted the fire of stars, there are many. In just a moment, the hair was ignited.

The smell of burnt smell in my nose is so hated in my heart.

The sick woman said before that the talisman painted on the plastic sheet on the main entrance was just to prevent the family from being expelled. Only those with evil thoughts would see terrifying illusions because of the talisman.

I admit that from the beginning, I was somewhat guarded against the kowtow family, but guarded against it was instinct. At most, I just saw a lot of cold and unwilling to meddle in other people's business.

Under the instigation of Jinghai and Ji Yayun, I still care about this little thing. Is it really a good intention that I will not be rewarded? In the end, I will die here without understanding?

This incident came too quickly, and I had no room for reaction. I felt like I was about to suffocate. When I was powerless, my hands loosened and my hair was on fire fell off.

The sick woman had been lowering her head, and the fire flashed by, and she seemed to realize something was wrong, and suddenly raised her head.

Seeing my condition, she was startled, and then a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. Then, she reached out and took out something from her waist and pointed it behind me.

With a muffled "bang", a white mist suddenly spewed out from the top of the tube-shaped object.

The sound is not very loud, but the impact of the white fog is extremely strong.

I felt that my scalp and skull were almost lifted up by a strong airflow, but it was precisely because of this airflow that my hand was scattering away.

I was overwhelmed with resentment. As soon as I got out of the predicament, I immediately turned around, grabbed the other person's neck regardless of it, and pushed him to the ground.

I thought I was kind and was killed by the murderer, and I didn't strangle you much. But when I met this person, I was stunned.

The person behind him is either a person or a kowtower worm!

I really wanted to pinch him to death by the resentment in my heart at the moment. But when I looked closely, I saw that there was no eyelid in the other person's eyes, but it seemed to be covered with a thick layer of green and yellow oily wax. These two snot-colored eye bubbles without eyelids were also very agile in their eyes.

The most creepy thing is that the kowtow worm had to open its mouth halfway because I was choking it.

I saw something in his mouth. I couldn't help but look closer and saw that the soul was almost scared.

What he was holding in his mouth turned out to be a big bug with a torso as big as a dove egg, red head and green eyes!

The worm's eyes were like beans, and two pairs of flesh wings were visible to the naked eye. It seemed that it was also affected by the impact just now, and lying on the base of the kowtow's tongue, flapping its wings from time to time.

Without fanning it, it made a "ga" sound like a crossing of iron pieces.

After listening a few more times, I suddenly realized that I heard the sharp "laugh" sound just now, which was caused by the strange insect flapping its wings!

Jinghai suddenly shouted, "Take out the mother insect quickly! Use your right hand, hurry!"

The sick woman also cried at this time: "You let him go, he is not meant!"

I was definitely not obedient to Jinghai, but I was pinched to death just now, and now I was angry. In addition, I had obsessive-compulsive disorder, so I forgot my fear for the time being and reached out to try to pick out the strange worm that was laughing from the mouth of the kowtower.

But as soon as I reached out my hand, the strange insect actually raked a "rattle" and stepped back into the depths of the kowtow's throat.

Unless you use a scalpel to cut the throat of the kowtower, it is impossible to get it out of nothing.

The fact is, with my current impulse, I really want to get out the bugs desperately. Even one hand had opened the leather case of the saber around my waist, trying to complete this "small operation" that was definitely not so terrifying to me.

But my left hand was still pinching the neck of the kowtower worm. The touch conveyed by my fingers clearly told me that it was true that the insect was drilling in, but there was no obvious sense of alien objects in his throat, nor did it feel like the arching touch of living objects.

In the early days of the experiment class, there was a special class that taught how to clean up maggots and burial worms in the carrion of corpses. Burial worms are corpse worms in the ordinary sense. Although they are not as big as the monsters seen, their largest body length is more than three centimeters. They can be completely caught by their feel when they jump under the skin and flesh.

However, at this moment I didn't feel anything at all, just as... the "smiling" monster retreated and the throat of the kowtower disappeared.

"What happened?"

As soon as the door curtain was lifted, Ji Yayunfeng ran in quickly. Then he supported himself with one hand and covered his chest with the other, and buried his head and retching.

The moment the laughing worm disappeared, the kowtow's eyes returned to normal, and at the same time, Jinghai said, "It's too late, it's too late."

"What a fucking mess!"

Seeing the kowtower's eyes terror, I shook him off, got up and took a few steps back, and asked Ji Yayun without any worries: "Where did you go just now?"

Ji Yayun panted and said, "Those insects are so scary. I can't stand it... I went out and vomited, vomited..."

Seeing her beautiful appearance, I found that she has become like a dog chewing on her, and her expression is even more embarrassing. I have nowhere to go.

Seeing the kowtower worm tilted on the ground and was out of breath, I couldn't help but curse: "I believe in your evil!"

Walking back to the kang, I asked the sick woman to bow her head and carefully peeled off the dough that no longer had insects crawled out.

At this time, looking at the wound again, although it still emitted a faint smell of fishy smell, there were already signs of healing.

I barely breathed a sigh of relief, told the sick woman not to move, and endured the pain. I took out the saber and tentatively pressed the edge to cut off the necrotic rotten flesh.

Seeing that the wound was almost deep and bones could be seen, my heart felt cold. Regardless of whether the folk remedy worked or not, she would probably not last long after she was injured like this.

The sick woman seemed to be unaware of the pain, and only looked at the kowtow insects on the ground and asked in a sarcasm: "Sir, I'm not saved, right?"

I took a deep breath and said, "The old saying goes that black can survive, and yellow will die. There is no yellow in your ulcer."

The sick woman was very awake and smiled miserably, saying, "I am not the root of this disease, but I can't live anymore. I know, I know. Sir, you are very skilled and virtuous, I thank you. But I want to ask you for another thing."

"explain."
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