Chapter 237 Misunderstanding

The basement was full of chaos, and the flesh was scattered on the cold ground, as if the flowers were bright red, just now blooming, releasing strong bloody flowers.

Lin Xiang shook the minced meat on his hands, walked to the wall next to the stairs, grabbed a messy black cloth from the semi-open wardrobe, and carefully wiped the blood remaining between the back of his hands and fingers.

Rand Walker stood in front of the operating table, looking at him quietly, and the scattered black cloth that had been rubbed into a ball.

"That's my last work clothes. If you don't want to see me walking out of this room naked, it's best to move lighter. Although there is blood, you can wear it even if you wash it."

Rand Walker's voice sounded very normal, and the rage and anger on his face gradually faded. However, no one knew whether this change was shocked by Lin Xiang's powerful combat power? Or was it restrained and revealed appearances, gathered in the heart, wait for a more appropriate and more intense opportunity to release it?

The expression on Lin Xiang's face did not change at all. He slowly put down his unrecognizable black coat, raised his head, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "If this is the secret you must keep, then I'm afraid I'm wrong in this trip."

Rand Walker snorted coldly, walked slowly to the operating table where the corpse was placed, opened an old brown suitcase placed in the middle of the wooden cabinet, and from the storage bar containing various instruments, he reached out to take out a stack of neatly stacked surgical blades.

The sharp blade flashed cold light under the light. He spread his right hand evenly, pushed the blade away with his fingers in an order of tilts away, and stared at Lin Xiang, who was standing five meters away, and said coldly in a murderous tone: "You should be a parasitic. The mutant power is really powerful. If in the old days, people like you would be arrested by the government and sent to the National Academy of Sciences for analysis and dissection. As for now... the person responsible for dissecting you should be me-"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hideous light of hatred suddenly appeared in his eyes. The blades arranged on the palm of his right hand were pushed by his thumb, and they were cleverly and cleverly inserted into the gaps in his five fingers. At first glance, the fingers that stood straight and stretched out seemed to suddenly have a length of about ten centimeters. However, they were not part of Rand Walker's body, but metal sharp objects with sharp edges.

"Swoosh-"

With a bow forward, Rand Walker jumped hard, his body relaxed and curled, and rushed towards Lin Xiang who was standing in front of him. Between his palms, he stretched out a sharp knife edge. The blade tip passed through the air, causing a slight harsh crack.

Lin Xiang's pupils suddenly tightened, and he made a judgment almost instantly. His body swayed and rushed towards Rand Walker. Although the brief surprise and accident caused the brain to be blocked for a moment, it did not reach a state of chaos and complete pause. The moment the blade and body were about to meet, he had quickly changed the direction of his footsteps, deflected his body flexibly, and punched Rand Walker's wrist from the side.

Rand Walker was not panicked at all. A faint sarcasm appeared on his face. His left arm, which was stretching forward, suddenly bent his wrist and retracted to the inside to form a bent elbow. His footsteps quickly adjusted his position, changed the direction of his body movement and rotated to the side, with unabashed inertia, and used the elbow end as the strike point to hit Lin Xiang's back shoulder.

Lin Xiang's face was full of shock. He quickly stood firm and stood up like a nail, ready to take over Rand Walker's impact with his strength. Just as his body followed his thoughts and reflected at the same time, he suddenly discovered that Rand Walker's elbow was stretched out at an incredible speed, his palm flipped, and four scalpels sandwiched between his fingers were slashing hard at his face.

"Bang-"

Rand Walker's palm tangled heavily towards Lin Xiang's face according to the predetermined trajectory, but there was no familiar feeling of the blade's flesh. Instead, he bumped into a hard thick wall, making a dull sound.

Ice, the piece of ice floating in the air, isolating the two people from the middle, with a thickness of more than ten centimeters, transparent and hard ice.

Lin Xiang quickly took a few steps back with the help of his legs pushing back the ground. Rand Walker also retracted his arm and quickly adjusted the blade that was being tilted between his fingers. No one continued to attack, but just looked at each other silently through this transparent barrier that was not hindered from his sight.

"I really didn't expect that you were also a parasite." Lin Xiang said in disbelief.

"Hmph! I didn't expect that you actually have superpowers. It's really rare. Among the 100 parasites, it's hard to even have a superpower owner. You do have the capital to be proud and proud. But... don't insult me ​​with the dirty word "parasit"-"

Rand Walker closed the ruthlessness and anger in his eyes and said slowly: "I am not infected by the virus. My body is very clean and my blood is very pure. Even in this chaotic world full of radiation and may produce genetic mutations at any time, I am still the same as before."

"Then how do you explain your abilities?" Lin Xiang frowned, thought for a moment, and asked.

"You will never understand."

Rand Walker raised his head proudly and raised his tone: "You only believe in viruses. While changing your body and gaining strength, you have become another kind of creature. No longer humans, there is no friendship and conscience that humans should have, only the naked desire for power, cruelty, violence, indifference...you, you, you are simply a group of wild animals-"

"We?" Lin Xiang keenly grasped the keywords in the other party's words.

"Isn't it?"

Rand Walker's face suddenly showed pain full of sad memories. He let go of his fingers and let the scalpel "Dingling" between his fingers fall to the ground. His lips trembled, and a hysterical roar of anger erupted from his mouth: "You start a war and drive humans from the peak of civilization into the abyss of darkness. In order to gain the power to control everything, you use the entire human beings as a burial. The earth is no longer the legendary world where even God envys it, and there will never be any Canaan with milk and honey. This is hell, alive.

The hell is full of flames and cold, and the bones of the dead are everywhere. The sky is always so dark, without the sun, let alone any light. I can't see the future, nor hope. Mobs, cannibalism, dirty prostitution and gambling, the "Jet" who confuses human nature, in order to compete for the cruel battle between a bottle of water and a piece of bread, and intrigue... Hahaha! I originally thought that only in Dante's "Divine Comedy" could such a terrible world be found. However, it is by my side, alive, so real that it can no longer be real."

Under the blazing light, Lin Xiang's face looked very calm and there was almost no emotional fluctuation. He had long experienced all that Rand Walker said. He woke up from his sleep and encountered the first male resident in the wasteland world in a deserted town. He had already understood that he could never return to civilization. Killing and violence would always accompany him and become the only tone in his survival.

"You have controlled the whole world, but forced the whole human race to get everything you want from the virus. This is indeed a good deal. Rockefeller never does lose money business, and this time, you are no exception. When ambitions and desires expand to the peak and no material can satisfy themselves, you must find another new desire to rely on. Hahaha! You have always been like this, from the initial oil that made a fortune, to the control of the energy lifeline of the entire country, to the later extension of tentacles to the whole world, occupying every fast oil field, and new energy use technology so that you can make more profits. The Rockefeller family has indeed brought the view of interests first to the extreme... Of course, no matter how delicious the truffle is, it will feel weak, and no matter how fresh the foie gras is, it will feel tired. Playing power tricks, using money and the army, and suppressing other countries has made you feel tired, so you start looking for new things.

The fun of using viruses to turn the entire family and all the trusted people into higher biological classes with superior strength above ordinary people, destroying everything, and then using biotechnology to create a new generation of people without memory, thus completely separating the parasite from ordinary humans. Just like eagles and hares, the former soaring at a high altitude, looking down at the earth with a arrogant and powerful gaze. The latter can only huddle in the low grass and caves, and dare not even look at it.

Worship them like gods. Hahaha! This is the result of Rockefeller's dream? Yes, this feeling is indeed more interesting than simply using money. Being rich will attract jealousy, people will not have absolute respect for you, and will even induce strong resistance and hostility. A strong body function is different, and the weak will only fear, shock, and bow down. This has nothing to do with knowledge, morality, and belief, it is purely the instinct formed by organisms during the evolution process."

Lin Xiang stood on the floor emitting strong blood, his tall and toned body blocked the incandescent light that shot down from the top of his head, and dragged out a shadow that was not too dark on the ground. His black jade-like eyes stared at the angry Land Walker, as if he wanted to see through the heart hidden by his skin and muscles, and dig out this secret like himself, which had all the secrets deep in the hearts of survivors who had memories left behind from the old era.

"You made a very important thing wrong-"

After a moment, Lin Xiang shook his head gently and said, "My surname is not Rockefeller, I have nothing to do with them."

"It doesn't matter whether your surname is Rockefeller or not. What's important is that your heart has been completely swallowed up by power and desire. You are no longer a pure blood human, but a soul controlled by evil, a dirty and despicable parasite—"

Rand Walker raised his hands high as if he was crazy, and his curved fingers and arms were covered with dense blood vessels as twisted as a tree root. He stretched out his hand desperately to grab it in the air, and every muscle on his body was twitching and trembling. It was not because of fear or despair, but because of the inability to contain, and the anger that suddenly erupted like a volcano.

"All parasites deserve to die-"

Rand Walker stared at his blood-red eyes, too much energy burst out from his body, evaporating the entire face into an abnormal color between red and white. He put his fingers deep into his hair, and vomited heavy breathing. At this moment, he was no longer the doctor who looked elegant and handsome, had a charming smile on his face at any time, and was polite to everyone, but a beast that was shrouded in the flame of revenge and wanted to tear everything apart.

"Swoosh-"

He was like crazy, grabbed the last scalpel from the wooden frame beside him, leaned down, and rushed forward like lightning. The rapid speed made people unable to see his movements clearly. There was only a faint gray afterimage under the light, which was fleeting in an instant and unimaginable.

Rand Walker had no unnecessary thoughts in his mind. At this time, all dodge and blocking were no longer meaningful, only endless attacks, desperately stabbing the blade into the opponent's body until the opponent fell down, or he fell down by himself. He just wanted to kill the opponent, cut the opponent's throat with a sharp blade, let the warm blood spray on his body, and in the slippery and sticky feeling, he found the calmness driven by the anger again.

The sharp knife tip pointed straight at Lin Xiang's eyebrows, and at the sank of only five centimeters from the middle of his eyes, it was once again blocked by the crystal ice layer condensed by Lin Xiang. It stayed stiffly in the air, and the triangular blade tip drew out a minimally invasive thread on the hard ice surface. Several subtle cracks were used as the core and quickly extended in all directions. In just less than two seconds, the diameter of the ice layer was damaged by more than 60 cm, like a huge spider web sandwiched between the two, barely maintaining a delicate balance.

A faint smile appeared on Lin Xiang's lips.

"Bang-"

The huge fist hit Land Walker's left abdomen from the right. With the shattered ice layer, the doctor's eyes bulged sharply, screamed and flew backwards backwards, hitting hard against the hard stone wall. A bright flush quickly surged on his thin and pale face, and suddenly a mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out.

"He has a speed that is no less than mine, but his strength is still hovering between two to three-star parasitics. Even when his combat power explodes, the maximum is not more than four stars. He can't feel any evolution or strengthening aura from him. Could it be... like me, he has a special physique without breathing?"

While evaluating his opponent, doubts flashed through Lin Xiang's mind. He shook his head and denied his guess just now. Although he didn't know why Rand Walker hated parasites so much, from the lines he said, this should be an extremely cold and arrogant person. He would never use virus parasites to transform himself. So, where does this powerful power comparable to parasites come from?

Rand Walker sat on the ground, bent his right leg, leaning against the wall, barely maintaining a half-sitting and half-sitting position. A wisp of bright red blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his slightly opened lips. The anger released from deep in his eyes had subsided for most of the time, but his eyes still maintained an unabashed hatred.

Lin Xiang walked over slowly and looked at him calmly. After a while of silence, he reached out and tore off the black skeleton logo embroidered on the combat uniform from his chest, put it in his palm, and handed it over, saying, "I didn't deceive you. I am indeed not the surname Rockefeller, and it has nothing to do with the Skeleton Knights. In fact, I want to kill all the guys wearing skeleton rings on my hands than you. They... ruined everything about me."

Rand Walker's eyes emitted a strange light. He stared at Lin Xiang, as if he wanted to find some clues he urgently needed from this face that was so beautiful that he was even more than a woman. The result disappointed him. His eyes, which were as clear as water, were simply composed of black and white, were only heart-wrenching calm.

Rand Walker licked the corner of his mouth, and his face slowly returned to his usual quietness and calmness. He spat with a saliva mixed with blood and smelled salty and fishy, ​​and said coldly: "I don't believe it."

Lin Xiang smiled, bent down, and sat down against Rand Walker with his back against the wall in a wary and hostile gaze. He reached out and took out a silver flat wine pot from his back bag, unzipped the lid, tilted his neck and took a bite, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and handed the wine pot over.

Rand Walker frowned and looked at him with a strange expression. After hesitating for a while, he finally took the wine pot, took it to his eyes and stared silently for a few minutes, slowly approached his mouth and took a sip.

Very strong, pure wine made of corn.

He is not a fool. Lin Xiang's combat power is obviously higher than himself. If he wants to kill, there is no need to be such trouble. There is no need to poison him in the wine, and it does not conform to his identity and strength.

"I, like you, come from that world that has not been destroyed. What I know may not be much more than you. As for viruses and parasites, it is simply caused by sudden mutations in accidental situations. Rockefeller will not pay attention to small people like me, and I have no interest in them. As for this battle suit with the skeleton logo and the relevant patterns painted outside the city, it is just a deterrent to the outside world. You should understand that if you want to survive in this chaotic wasteland world, you must rely on some powerful institutions."

Rand Walker's expression looked peaceful, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was enjoying this rare tranquility. As for what Lin Xiang said, I don't know if he listened to it.

"In that world, I loved a girl."

Lin Xiang took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a lit one, and sucked it slowly: "She may love me the same way, maybe just out of favor, if there was no war and those damn viruses, another story between me and her might have continued. I really want to hear her say words like "love me" or rejection, but I will never have a chance, and I will never be able to go back to that era in the past. This is true for us, and you are no exception."
Chapter completed!