Chapter 13
"What is it?" Ji Mingyuan looked alert, but when he looked in the direction he had just gone, there was nothing there.
Wen Bei reminded: "Look at the footprints on the ground."
The area where they stayed happened to have some yellow sand on the ground, which revealed the invisible traces of filth.
Ji Mingyuan's expression was serious: "Can you become invisible?"
No wonder his Black Hawk didn't notice it either.
The two people stayed in the car cautiously, but the filth outside was unwilling to do so.
The lizard opened its mouth and spit out a large amount of tongue again. The moment its mouth opened to the maximum, its entire head seemed to be split in two, revealing the scarlet interior and pale fangs.
This time they were prepared in advance. They could not see the movements or the actual objects clearly, but they could judge from the direction of the sound.
Black Hawk flew down and stood in front of them to block the attack.
The sharp flight feathers directly cut off a piece of the tongue.
The lizard shrank back in pain, and its tail wrapped around a bicycle on the side of the road and smashed it to the ground.
After the tongue was separated from the body, its original appearance was revealed, and it fell to the ground, covered in dirt.
Even under their gaze, it squirmed like a living thing, like a worm.
The lizard let out an unpleasant scream.
Wen Bei looked at the tongue and made a judgment: "It looks like a chameleon."
Ji Mingyuan reacted quickly: "So he relies on visual illusion to hide his body, not true invisibility."
Wen Bei nodded.
The chameleon that turns into filth is obviously more difficult to deal with. It can control every detail of its body to be exactly the same color as the surrounding environment, and its body can appear in dozens of colors at the same time.
It is constantly changing as you walk close to the building, and is completely invisible to the naked eye.
The lizard was injured, and its most powerful weapon was still twisting on the ground. It instinctively retreated deeper, and its toes made no sound when they stepped on the ground.
It was hanging upside down from the ceiling of a clothing store, its eyes as big as basketballs staring at the two humans who were still trying to find it.
Just when it was about to completely disappear from the two people's sight, its scaly body was suddenly stabbed, and the lizard screamed in pain again.
It was shrill and unpleasant, somewhat like the sound of a dying mouse, but the decibel level was much higher.
Wen Bei looked in that direction in astonishment. He didn't notice at all when the chameleon-shaped, deformed filthiness came around behind them and entered the store.
But now is not the time to dwell on this issue.
What on earth could make it scream more shrilly than having its tongue cut off?
Ji Mingyuan's black eagle flew back to him and let out a long, anxious howl.
This was the first time it made this sound.
Several green figures walked out of the clothing store.
The filthy creature in the lead was holding the filthy lizard's tail tightly in its hand and walked over as if dragging a big bag of garbage, muttering something at the same time.
Only when they came closer did Wen Bei hear clearly the words they were muttering.
"Fish, fish, fish..."
When those filthy creatures saw the two of them, they all opened their mouths wide, and smelly saliva flowed from between their teeth and lips.
"Fish! What a big fish!"
In their eyes, the two humans were just two big, nutritious fish.
Ji Mingyuan's expression changed: "It's a fisherman."
Wen Bei was speechless for a moment.
What kind of luck do I have? I finally get out and run into this group of Class A filth.
Ji Mingyuan: "I can't handle so many Class A cases."
He was able to fight against one Class A filth creature, but he couldn't deal with multiple Class A filth creatures at the same time.
One Class A is enough to destroy an entire safe zone, let alone so many.
Wen Bei took a quick look and saw five identical fishermen.
They no longer look like humans. Their eyes are protruding like goldfish, but due to mutation, they have grown to the sides. The bridge of their nose is almost gone, and they stretch forward like a fish face, leaving two decorative holes on their face. Their ears are located closer to their necks and have degenerated into gills, which expand and contract with each breath.
The fisherman's whole body was green, and he had many bumps, especially on his back, some of which were as big as an adult's fist, with pus flowing faintly in those bumps.
The hands looked nothing like their original human form, and were swollen as if a corpse had been soaked in water for days.
They moved closer to them while calling out "fish" in their mouths.
Ji Mingyuan's black eagle stood on his shoulder, with its feathers exploded, looking like it was ready to rush up and fight them to the death at any time.
Wen Bei suddenly stopped him and shook his head implicitly.
He gestured to Ji Mingyuan to look at the chameleon that was also caught as a fish.
Although he was dying, he was still breathing, and his eyes, as big as basketballs, were shaking wildly.
This proves that these fishermen did not intend to kill the "fish" immediately after catching them, but had other plans.
It seemed like he wanted to take them somewhere, and if he wanted to save both of their lives at the moment, he had no choice but to pretend to obey.
Ji Mingyuan clenched and unclenched his fists.
He had seen Wen Bei gamble his life once before, and this time he chose to believe it.
Wen Bei raised the corner of his mouth and said silently: Good employee.
For good employees like this who trust their boss, he must give him a raise if there is a chance.
Even though he still can't pay wages.
The result was just as he expected. The fishermen saw that the two fish were too stupid to escape, so they just grabbed them roughly without directly breaking their necks.
Wen Bei was caught by one of the fishermen. The fishy smell kept going into his nostrils, almost making him vomit.
His arms seemed to be restrained by an iron clamp and he couldn't move them. The pain kept coming, and his curled eyelashes were trembling slightly. His little face was slightly pale, making him look particularly protective.
But the fisherman will not show mercy to women.
Wen Bei bit his lips tightly, biting his originally beautiful smiling lips until they turned white, and then he suppressed a groan of pain.
The fish's "obedience" made the fishermen very satisfied.
The lizard on the other side was not so lucky. It was dragged by its tail, and some sharp stones on the floor hurt it, so it kept twisting its body to struggle down. It was so seriously injured that it couldn't even change the color of its body to become invisible.
As soon as it struggles, a fisherman will come and beat it.
With one punch, even the scales that were harder than solid iron broke a little. After a few more punches, the scales fell off, revealing the pink flesh inside, and the strange blue blood flowed all the way.
It was not until they were all brought to the fishermen's territory that Wen Bei realized why they were eaten directly - these fishermen turned out to be a group with different social status!
A fisherman who was visibly twice as big as all the other fishermen was now lazily lying on a large piece of land that had been specially cleared.
It looked like a huge pile of rotten meat piled there. You couldn't see the head, only the huge body.
But all around him were the skeletons of food.
In addition to a pile of filthy bones, there were actually several human skeletons that had been eaten clean, and the black skull eyes of the human heads looked at them empty.
Hinting at their subsequent fate.
Obviously this fish king has eaten a lot here.
The fishy smell was also unbearably strong, as pungent as if one had fallen into a pile of dead fish.
When Wen Bei and his friends came over, two other fishermen had just caught some "fish" and were offering them as tribute.
They held up their prey and handed it to it, a deformed squirrel.
The fishing king accepted everything that came to him. He grabbed the squirrel's head and put it into his mouth.
The mouth that looked like a fish's mouth could actually open to a right angle of ninety degrees and then bite down.
A crunching sound came from its mouth, and the sound of chewing bones made people's scalp tingle.
A deformed squirrel looked no different from a pre-meal snack in its mouth.
"fish!"
The few fishermen who caught Wenbei and his men couldn't wait to present their caught fish to the Fisher King.
Wen Bei thought for a moment, then quickly said to Ji Mingyuan, "Play dead!"
Even though Ji Mingyuan had doubts in his heart, he did not choose the right time to ask why. Instead, he simply closed his eyes, his hands and feet went limp, and even his breathing stopped.
Only his heartbeat could prove he was alive.
Wen Bei was the same, but he was cautious and kept a slit in his eyes to observe what choice the fisherman was going to make.
As expected, the fisherman could not change his human mindset.
They used to be fishermen and could eat the freshest fish, so they naturally don't like dead fish.
Not to mention offering dead fish as sacrifices.
But how come the two fish that were so lively all the way suddenly turned over?
Wen Bei looked at the lizard. It was also motionless, but it was not because it had any intelligence, but because it had just been beaten and crippled along the way and was unable to move.
Sorry, Chameleon, I'll lend you my life.
Wen Bei thought silently in his heart, then put his right hand on the gun on his waist, used the fisherman holding him as a cover, and fired a shot at the lizard's tail. The recoil made his palm hurt.
And this shot did not disappoint him. It hit the place where the lizard's scales fell and penetrated directly into the flesh. The lizard rolled over in pain and began to scream again. Its tail kept slapping everything around it. A fisherman was unable to dodge and was thrown onto him.
But they were not angry. Instead, they came forward and surrounded the lizard with joy, laughing and repeating the word: "Fish, fish!"
It's fresh fish.
To offer food to the Fisher King, we need such lively fish.
So before the lizard could react to the pain of the bullet piercing its flesh, its limbs were grabbed and sent directly to the mouth of the Fisher King.
The Fisher King opened his mouth, revealing a dense array of tiny, interlaced teeth. There seemed to be hundreds of them, and each one was very sharp, like a shark's tooth.
It bit the tribute that was passed to its mouth ferociously. Amidst the lizard's unpleasant screams, there were chilling crunching sounds, until gradually, the lizard's screams became weaker, leaving only the crunching sounds of chewing.
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