By the side of the road in front of the hospital, Su Bai had been standing for more than ten minutes, but he had not been able to hail a taxi. If it were not for the fear of attracting attention, Su Bai would have snatched a taxi and left.
Su Bai had another advantage now, and that was that most of the teams had not seen him before. This was because during the first side mission, everyone should have gathered together to fight for the reward of the side mission. However, Su Bai's previous team and Pu Yaoyao's team had fought in another place. Therefore, it meant that Su Bai and Xu Qing, the two survivors, had missed the perfect stage to showcase themselves.
This could be considered an advantage, especially when there were only two people in their team. They should cherish this advantage even more.
Finally, the taxi arrived. Su Bai sat in the back and told the taxi driver the address Xu Qing had texted him. Just as he finished speaking, the door was opened from the outside, and an old man sat in, trembling.
"Hey," Su Bai shouted, meaning that there was already someone here.
However, the old man continued to do what he wanted and sat in the taxi. The taxi driver asked the old man where he was going. The old man touched his forehead and said a place.
The taxi driver calculated in his heart and said, "The two of you are very close to each other, just a block away. How about this, 50 yuan each, no meter."
Su Bai felt helpless. He could only sigh in his heart that the horror broadcast had grasped the details very well when creating the story world. These days, with the continuous development of online car-hailing and the legal recognition of the country, the share of taxis that originally belonged to the taxi industry had been reduced to a very, very low position. Many taxi drivers directly quit their jobs, and the taxi companies could not even hire people. They even skipped the assessment and hired people to get on the taxi. As a result, the quality of taxi drivers in many cities in China was deteriorating, forming a vicious cycle.
The taxi began to move, and the old man kept coughing as if he was sick.
Su Bai rolled down the window to let in the wind. He tried to keep a distance between himself and the old man, showing a very disdainful attitude.
The old man looked at Su Bai insensibly. "Young man, do you have a tissue?"
"No." Su Bai refused.
"Cough, cough …" The old man turned back and coughed again.
The taxi driver was really afraid that the old man would dirty his car, so he subconsciously sped up.
The first to arrive was Su Bai's seat. Su Bai paid and got out of the car. Then the taxi continued to move forward.
Su Bai picked up his phone. For some reason, his call with Xu Qing in the taxi had been cut off, so he called her back. After waiting for a few seconds, Xu Qing quickly answered.
After waiting for a while, Xu Qing quickly picked up the phone.
"Hey, why did you hang up the phone?"
Before Su Bai could finish speaking, an old face suddenly appeared on Su Bai's shoulder.
"What did you say?" The old man's voice had a hint of mockery and ridicule.
However, soon, the old man stopped laughing. He realized that Su Bai was also laughing, and he laughed even harder than him.
"I said you are a motherf * cker!"
"Bang!"
Su Bai was holding the phone with one hand, and the other hand was actually inside his trench coat. He was holding the Hellfire shotgun, and the muzzle was aimed behind him. The reason why he stood by the side of the road and made the phone call was to give the other party a feeling that he was very careless. The game of cat and mouse was nothing more than this trick over and over again. It was just that Su Bai played it more intricately.
The Hellfire shotgun fired at close range, and the old man was immediately blasted away. He landed more than ten meters away. His chest was caved in, but he still maintained a steady standing posture.
Su Bai turned around, a little surprised. This old man was really resolute. He could still stand after taking a solid shot, and it looked like he was still full of energy. Su Bai shook his head. This time, he finally kicked an iron plate.
The old man looked at the hole in his chest, and then looked at the muzzle that Su Bai pulled out of his trench coat. He was a little surprised, and also a little excited. Then, he raised his head and pointed at Su Bai, laughing.
"Not bad, young man. This trick is really good. I was really fooled by you. It's really a pity that you don't go to film."
The old man did not cough at all, and his words were very fluent.
Su Bai raised both guns and pointed them at the old man. He did not say anything, and he did not want to say anything.
"I heard you talking just now. You have a pregnant woman with you. I'm sorry, this old man has reserved her."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's figure disappeared from where he was, and directly appeared in front of Su Bai. Su Bai pulled the trigger subconsciously, but the old man pushed up with both palms. Su Bai's muzzle was raised, and he fired two shots into the air. Then, the old man kicked Su Bai's lower abdomen, and Su Bai was sent flying, just like the old man had been sent flying by a shot.
Su Bai's feet kept rubbing against the ground, and he finally stood up. However, he really could not straighten his back for a while.
"The gun is not bad, but you haven't integrated this thing into your body. That's right, it's indeed more difficult to integrate a weapon exchanged from a microstore. Moreover, you're too dependent on external objects."
The old man loosened his waist, and touched his wound with one hand. Soon, the wound began to heal.
This was not the recovery ability of a vampire, nor was it the recovery ability of a special bloodline. It was a magic that naturally appeared when one's level of life was raised to a certain level. This old man could control the division of his body's cells, and he had reached such a subtle level.
As soon as Su Bai stood up, the old man disappeared from where he was again. Su Bai took a step back subconsciously, but soon, the old man's hand appeared by his side, grabbed his neck, and lifted his whole body up. Then, he threw Su Bai's whole body like a cannonball into a convenience store on the side of the road.
The Hellfire shotgun was still held tightly in Su Bai's hand, but in the face of an opponent of such a level, the Hellfire shotgun was useless. The opponent's speed and reflexes had completely crushed Su Bai, and he couldn't hit him at all. Even if he did, the damage to him seemed to be much lighter than what Su Bai knew.
Once again, Su Bai climbed up with difficulty. He saw a pair of feet wearing disposable slippers in front of him. Then, his vision turned black, and the old man kicked Su Bai's face. Su Bai was kicked silly. Then, the old man kicked Su Bai's ankle as if he was playing a game, causing Su Bai, who had just climbed up, to fall heavily to the ground again.
"He's still holding onto his gun in this state. Tsk tsk tsk, this obsession is really strong." The old man squatted down and grabbed Su Bai's wrist with one hand, forcing Su Bai to let go of the gun. Then, he kicked the gun into a corner, and followed the same pattern. The two Hellfire shotguns were pushed away from Su Bai's hands.
The old man's hand lightly patted Su Bai's face. "Hey, don't play dead. Weren't you just holding your breath and preparing to sneak attack me?"
Su Bai tilted his head slightly and looked at the old man. His face began to turn ferocious. Zombie bloodline switch!
"Yo, you really have quite a lot of trump cards."
The old man's hand once again grabbed Su Bai's neck and lifted Su Bai up. Even though Su Bai had switched to zombie bloodline, he still didn't have much ability to resist in the old man's hands.
"With such a good bloodline, why don't you make good use of it? What are you doing with two broken guns all day? Picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons." The old man shook his head reluctantly and then slammed Su Bai against the wall of the convenience store.
However, just as the old man exerted his strength, Su Bai's entire body turned into a shadow. The old man's hand suddenly became empty. Then, Su Bai landed behind the old man. The set of accessories from the Frozen Man was completely activated at this time. The cold poison exploded!
"Boom!"
The temperature in the convenience store dropped rapidly. In an instant, layers of frost appeared.
The old man was also frozen inside, motionless.
Su Bai staggered out and picked up the Hellfire shotgun. He looked at the old man who had turned into an ice sculpture and thought about it. In the end, he gave up the impulse to try again with the Hellfire shotgun. Instead, he turned around and left.
After Su Bai walked far away, the layer of ice on the old man's body began to crack. Then, the old man walked out and rubbed his hands. He seemed to be a little cold. Of course, it was just a little cold.
At the entrance of the convenience store, someone pushed the door open. It was a man wearing a navy blue coat. The man's face had a touch of femininity. At the man's feet, a small Pixiu squatted there, staring angrily at the old man.
"That guy is your relative?" The man was a little surprised. "Not only did you purposely open up the stagnant aura in his body, but you also gave him pointers. Tsk tsk, it really makes me jealous. If I had an expert of this level to give me pointers, I would really be moved to tears."
"Thunderbolt, you should know a little about me."
The old man looked at the man in front of him with a serious expression. Obviously, he could joke around with Su Bai before because they were not on the same level. However, this man in front of him was the one who had joined forces with another woman to injure him. He had no choice but to find a female corpse to hide in her stomach and pretend to be a child. He had to find an opportunity to fish and absorb the vitality of the listeners to recover.
"You are an orphan." Thunderbolt smiled. "Haven't you absorbed enough vitality? Why do you look so old? This doesn't look like the meticulous you. "
"If I continue to absorb the vitality of low-level listeners, I reckon that the Terrorist Broadcast will really make a move on me. Going too far is as bad as falling short. My current state is enough."
"Alright, Lan Lin said that she doesn't want to bring the baby to sit on Noah's Ark. She wants to experience the feeling of God destroying the world. You look like you can't play with it."
"Not necessarily. Hehe, the main mission didn't say that we will be killed if we don't get the baby. We just can't get on Noah's Ark. Actually, I also want to experience the feeling of destroying the world. It will be very beneficial for us."
"That's just your temper. If you knew this would happen, you wouldn't have fought with Lan Lin for the little cat demon."
"I didn't think that a sissy like you would help a woman snatch something!" The old man scolded.
"Alright, it's good that you're not dead. Oh right, you didn't finish what you wanted to say. How is that guy worth your attention?"
The old man turned around and was about to leave. When he heard this, his body froze.
He said slowly, "When my mother gave birth to me, she shouted for a long time by the roadside. No car was willing to send her to the hospital, so she gave birth to me by the roadside. She got infected and passed away not long after I was born.
I've always wondered if I would have lost my mother the moment I was born if I had really met a kind-hearted driver that day. "
Thunderbolt nodded with a sincere expression. He placed a hand on his chest and said, "I'm sorry."
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