Amidst the shrill screams, the middle-aged woman named Xiaofen was torn into pieces by several ants.
Blood splattered everywhere, her bones were bitten into pieces, and her flesh and blood were torn into pieces and devoured.
It was bloody and terrifying.
One of the ants noticed Huang Yi not far away.
The antennae on its head shook, and the sharp mouthparts on its head opened and closed, and it rushed towards Huang Yi.
At this time, Huang Yi had separated from the others.
Although he could hear other people's voices, no one could be seen under the dark sky.
Being stared at by the ant, a sense of death rose in Huang Yi's heart.
For people like them who don't have much fighting ability, being targeted by monsters in the wild is equivalent to being marked for death.
"Damn, how could there be such a terrible ant colony?"
Huang Yi roared in his heart, and Huang Yi could only escape as fast as he could.
However, how could Huang Yi, who was very weak, outrun the ferocious ants.
In a few seconds, the ants were less than five meters behind Huang Yi.
The black carapace on the ant's body was like armor, its six legs were like blades, and its sharp mouthparts were like the god of death. sickle in hand The fast-crawling ants were like ghosts in the dark.
When they were only three meters behind Huang Yi, they jumped up and rushed towards him.
Huang Yi, who was running, felt a strong force coming from behind and was suddenly thrown to the rotten ground.
Smelling the unique smell of the ants, Huang Yi knew that he was doomed.
He had been struggling in the apocalypse for ten years, and he was going to die here today.
Although he was very unwilling, he had no choice but to do so.
Click, click, the ferocious mouthparts on the ant's head opened and closed.
Huang Yi felt a sharp pain in his arm.
He knew that he had been bitten by the ant.
With the sharp mouthparts of the ant, Huang Yi had no doubt that his arm would be bitten by the ant.
Bite off, he once saw a person's neck easily broken by such an ant.
"I'll kill you."
In despair, Huang Yi burst out with his survival instinct.
He rolled around on the ground and faced up.
The stick in his right hand hit the ant's head without hesitation.
Of course, this was in vain for Huang Yi.
With his strength and the fact that the wooden stick in his hand was a blunt instrument, there was no way he could hurt this terrible ant.
However, what he didn't expect was that the ant that bit his left hand stiffened when he was hit with a stick, and actually stopped moving and fell from his body.
Without enough time to think about what was going on, Huang Yi got up and ran with his left hand that felt broken, taking advantage of several other ants to get away from here while they were fighting for flesh and blood.
He stumbled and ran without knowing how far in the darkness.
Finally, he fell to the ground with a thud, and then he stopped.
He leaned against a dead tree and panted heavily.
He was so thin that he was sweating, and half of his body was covered in sweat.
Half scared and half tired.
"I'm not dead."
Huang Yi, who was leaning against a dead tree, found it incredible.
After he calmed down a little, he looked at the stick in his hand, and probably knew that the stick was the credit for being able to escape from the ants' mouths.
It could not only knock out people, but also knock out ants.
"By the way, my hand, with the sharp mouthparts of the ant, I'm afraid my hand has been broken."
At this time, severe pain came from his left hand, and he had time to worry about his injury.
At first glance, he was shocked.
His arm was not broken.
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The clothes on his left arm were all bitten through by the ants' mouthparts.
Only the T-shirt underneath had not been bitten through.
"It was actually this strengthened T-shirt that damaged my arm.
It just felt a little stronger last night.
I didn't expect it to be able to resist the bites of ants.
Although the outer layers of clothes also played a role in resisting, it was In the end, the thin fabric of this dress blocked the bites of ants."
Looking at his arms, Huang Yi quickly understood the reason.
Although his arm was saved, the severe pain did not ease at all.
It still hurt his heart.
However, his arm was saved, and he was used to the pain and didn't care about the pain anymore.
A rustling sound woke Huang Yi up.
When he looked up, his eyes were filled with despair.
At this moment, he was surrounded by at least five ants, and those ants were just a few meters away from him.
"It's over, I'm dead now."
Huang Yi smiled bitterly.
If there was only one ant, he could use the magic stick in his hand to knock him unconscious and escape.
But when he encountered five ants, he could only wait for death.
In the eyes of ants, Huang Yi is food, without any hesitation.
The moment Huang Yi saw the ants appear, several ants rushed towards him.
At this time, Huang Yi could already predict that he would be like the woman who was torn apart before.
They were also eaten by these ants.
A series of loud bangs came in the darkness, as sudden as thunder.
In a series of sounds, Huang Yi was shocked to find that all the ants rushing towards him were dead, but the tentacles on the head and six legs were still twitching.
Huang Yi saw a thumb-sized hole on each ant's head when he was close at hand.
That was the main reason why the ants died.
"The sound of gunshots, these ants were killed by bullets," Huang Yi murmured to himself.
Guns are also available in Black Mountain Fort, but they are in the hands of Zhu Rulong and his men.
Huang Yi has also seen scenes of shooting, but in the past ten years, he has seen countless scenes of shooting and found that he has never seen anything like a gun.
No gunshots were as dense and fast as the ones I heard just now, and I have never seen any gunshots that could kill five ants almost at the same time.
"Where did the gunshots come from?
Is there anyone in Black Mountain Castle with such good marksmanship?"
Huang Yi, who was leaning against a dead tree, was shocked in his heart.
There was a slight but powerful sound of footsteps.
Looking in the direction of the footsteps, a figure appeared in Huang Yi's sight.
Seeing this person, Huang Yi felt as if his heart was contracting, as if it was being pinched.
Even when he faced Zhu Rulong countless times, the boss of Black Mountain Castle never gave him such a feeling.
That kind of instinctive fear made Huang Yi speechless.
Huang Yi couldn't fully see the person who appeared in the darkness.
He seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, like the god of death walking out of the darkness.
He was just an outline.
Huang Yi didn't even dare to say a word.
Huang Yi, who has been struggling for ten years in the last days, has almost never left the ten-mile radius of Black Mountain Fort, and has never seen such a terrifying person.
In other words, this person is definitely not from Black Mountain Fort, and there is no way that there is such a person in Black Mountain Fort. people This man was wearing a leather trench coat that reached to the ground.
He carried a broad sword on his back and appeared in Huang Yi's sight as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.
The man held a black pistol in his hand.
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The pistol rotated in his hand as if it was alive.
With a wave of his hand, the pistol was hidden somewhere by him.
The other person didn't look very old, only about thirty years old.
His cold eyes could be vaguely seen in the long hair that covered his eyes.
The other person glanced at Huang Yi contemptuously, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
With a swish sound, the man took out a dagger from somewhere, and ran to some ant corpses to do some work.
Although he was only glanced at by the other party, not even looking at him, Huang Yi felt a wave of death envelope him.
Looking at the busy man, Huang Yi gritted his teeth and summoned up the courage to ask: "Excuse me, was it you who saved me just now?"
The other party didn't answer, as if he didn't bother to answer.
After a while, Huang Yi saw that the other party had cut up several ant corpses.
Then the other party stood up, holding a finger-sized red bead in his hand and said to himself: "Hey , I’m lucky, even careful ants can find this thing.”
The dagger in the opponent's hand was somewhere.
Holding the red bead, he looked at Huang Yi, looked at it and said to himself: "I didn't expect there to be survivors in this place."
Having said this, the other party waved his other hand and with a bang, a small leather bag was thrown in front of Huang Yi and said: "Boy, put it on my back."
"Yeah" Huang Yi looked at the other person, not knowing why.
"I'm temporarily short of an errand boy, and I'm too lazy to find one.
Although I've lost a little weight, I'll make do with it."
The other party didn't give Huang Yi a chance to ask questions, and said directly, domineering and arrogant, and not afraid of Huang Yi's resistance or refusal at all.
Looking at the leather bag on the ground and then at the other party, Huang Yi didn't understand.
"Don't you know how to cherish the good things that no one can ask for?"
the other party looked at Huang Yi lightly and said, turned around and left.
The man walked a few steps and noticed that there was no movement behind him.
He said without looking back: "Follow me, or else I will have to find another errand boy if I die.
It is not easy to find a living person in the wilderness."
Huang Yi didn't move, thought for a while and asked: "Did you save me just now?
Can you please go and save other people?"
Asking such a question is not because Huang Yi's heart is so kind, but because he wants to know through the other person's answer whether he has a kind heart.
Of course, it would be better if he could save those who usually have a good relationship with him. .
"Other people's life and death is none of my business.
You have to cherish this opportunity."
The other person said without looking back and continued to walk forward slowly while talking.
After looking at the dismembered ant corpse not far away, and then at the leather bag in front of him, Huang Yi gritted his teeth and stood up, picked up the bag and followed the man's footsteps.
The leather bag in his hand seemed to be about the same size as the schoolbag he used to use, but he didn't know what was in it.
It was quite heavy, which made Huang Yiti very difficult.
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