'Is that Tan Jinming?
Or Tan Jinming's clone or abnormal body? '
Even though he had never met Tan Jinming before, he had only seen this man in pictures and videos. There were still some fragments of illusions: Tan Jinming's right hand strangling his own neck … Gu Jun stared at the pudgy humanoid figure and felt like something was different. Even though he had never met Tan Jinming before, he had only seen this man in pictures and videos.
The illusion gave him the impression that Tan Jinming was already dead.
At the same time, Yu Chi, Lou Xiaoning and the rest also recognized the figure. Before they departed, they had memorized all the suspects in the strange murders.
The Zoogs could not find them no matter how hard they searched. Now that they were here, it meant that the other missing suspects were here as well.
But how did they manage to arrive here without a sound before the black fog formed? Or did they use another channel to travel through space?
"It's Tan Jinming. Was he the one who spoke earlier? "Lou Xiaoning said with a frown," I should have hit him earlier, but how come he is completely unharmed … "
"I don't think that voice belonged to Tan Jinming …" Gu Jun said but he was not sure. He only knew it was not that simple.
Tan Jinming walked out from the fog. His footsteps were calm and his face was calm. He did not look like he was injured.
There were no weapons in his hands, so no one was in a hurry to take action.
Deng Ximei, Malachite and Peacock tried to pull Gu Jun out from the swamp. Lou Xiaoning shouted, "Tan Jinming, stop!" They did not expect Tan Jinming to stop but they did not expect what Tan Jinming would do next.
He walked to one of the clones who was crawling on the swamp. It was a Deng Ximei. He reached out with his right hand to grab her neck and lifted her up.
The Deng Ximei was close to fainting but her will to live forced her to struggle. Her whole body was twitching …
Even if it was not a real human, this kind of torture was too much for them to bear.
"Let me try the gun." Lou Xiaoning's finger pulled the trigger and the automatic rifle fired. This time, her aim was accurate and the feel of the gun was good. The bullet hit Tan Jinming's right shoulder. No matter how strong a person was, they would not be able to keep moving when they were hit like that.
Blood splattered from Tan Jinming's right shoulder. He had suffered a heavy injury.
However, he did not loosen his grip. His hand continued to grip Deng Ximei's throat. He tightened his grip, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard.
After the blood splattered on his right shoulder, a black liquid gushed out from the torn flesh, and in the blink of an eye, it had regenerated and recovered.
This situation caused Gu Jun's eyes to freeze, causing everyone's hearts to sink even more. Tan Jinming's body had clearly mutated …
It seemed to possess the regenerative ability of a young black goat, regenerating like an earthworm.
That person could no longer be Tan Jinming. Whether it was physically or mentally, he was no longer Tan Jinming.
"Ah Jun, do you want me to hit his head?" Lou Xiaoning asked quickly.
"We can try …" Gu Jun said thoughtfully, "but it shouldn't make any difference."
Lou Xiaoning immediately fired. With another bang, she accurately hit Tan Jinming's head again. Tan Jinming's head almost exploded.
But the strange scene from earlier repeated itself. Tan Jinming's head was regenerated by the black liquid.
Deng Ximei's head was suddenly torn off by his strange hand. Blood gushed out like a fountain.
"Do you still not understand?" Suddenly, that person spoke. It was Tan Jinming's voice, but his tone was even more gloomy. "You can't kill me here. This is the place where my mother gave birth to me. Even if you blast me into dust, I can still recover. "
"Then why don't you give it a try …" Lou Xiaoning waved her hand. Together with Bell and Uncle Dan, they fired at Tan Jinming.
Bang bang bang. After a series of gunshots, Tan Jinming's body was a mess of flesh and blood. His face was punctured with many bloody holes. His ribs poked out from his chest, some intestines fell out from his stomach, and his right calf was completely shredded by the bullets.
They had faced so many cultists and abnormal creatures. A body like this could only be a dead body.
However, Tan Jinming's body did not even twitch. While the black liquid healed his body, he walked to another Deng Ximei clone. He grabbed her with his right hand and crushed her throat before tossing her into the swamp. "Useless thing."
Deng Ximei's body landed in the swamp and sank like a piece of trash.
Deng Ximei, who pulled Gu Jun away from the swamp, was breathing heavily. Her mind was still affected.
"That is not you." Gu Jun told her, "I am sure of it."
"I know, but this kind of pure cruelty should not exist …"
Deng Ximei's words were the source of everyone's anger. Tan Jinming's face had healed. His slightly plump face did not seem to mind.
An indescribable emotion was churning in Gu Jun's heart. He looked at Tan Jinming, the fog, and the strange tentacles that appeared to have dissipated but were still hiding somewhere. Actually, they reminded him of Lin Jing. In the illusion, Lin Jing's shoulders that were missing upper limbs had countless tentacles reaching out from them …
Negative Choice Life Society, Lin Jing, Brox Lenton …
Earlier, he had heard some new information from Yu Chi's group. The Negative Choice Life Society originated from the foreign world, the Necro-skins were related to it, and the patient who called himself Brox Lenton with congenital rib defect, he wondered if he was related to Freud Lenton …
If Tan Jinming's group could regenerate themselves with just one drop of black liquid, then guns and even spells would not be able to stop them.
There had to be a battle going on, even though they had no idea what it was.
Otherwise, they would not have needed to do so much. They could have just killed all the intruders and that would have been it.
What was the purpose of the Negative Choice Life Society … Was it to take over one's mind?
What kind of ideology did these people have?
"Tan Jinming." Gu Jun called out. He could only respond. Yu Chi and Uncle Dan also turned to look at him. "I believe I can no longer call you 'Fatty Ming' anymore. Fatty Ming is dead, right? Tan Jinming is dead as well. You are a ship of Theseus that has had all the boards replaced. "
"If we follow your logic." Before the fog in the north, Tan Jinming said, "Then you can still call me Fatty Ming, but I don't like it."
The round face curled into a wicked smile.
"Fatty Ming doesn't like it either, but he won't say it. Even if he does, no one will listen, no one will care. He will think, 'Fine, fine, it doesn't matter, he is just a small character.
I am different, I don't like it, I will say it, I will fight. "
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