Chapter 14
The scales that were difficult for bullets to penetrate were just chewy meat in its mouth.
The fisherman's green fish mouth was surrounded by blue particles and minced meat. When he opened his mouth to bite, minced meat hung on his densely packed teeth.
Wen Bei peeked in with a tingling scalp, feeling nauseous inside, but not daring to retch.
Finally, they succeeded in waiting until the Fisher King finished eating a whole lizard. The lizard was quite large, and he had already eaten a lot of "fish" before, so he closed his eyes right after he finished eating.
The fishermen around stopped what they were doing, because they knew that the Fisher King was full.
Their mission today has been completed.
So the remaining fishermen looked at the two stale "dead fish".
The strong smell of fish surrounded them again, and a group of fishermen approached.
The young man with exquisite skin was just a fish in their eyes, and he looked thin and had little meat, and was not as delicious as the other taller and stronger fish next to him.
So there are more fishermen around Ji Mingyuan.
But Wen Bei only has two of them.
His heart tightened, and he realized that he had missed a step.
Although the fishermen would feed the food they caught to the Fisher King, that was only temporary. They were still filthy creatures, driven by their own worst desires. As long as the Fisher King was full, they would bite them into pieces and swallow them.
The original plan of waiting for an opportunity to escape was thus forced to fail.
If he doesn't think of a solution, his good employees will be eaten up, and then he himself will not be able to escape.
Wen Bei could only open his eyes first and stand up from the pole he was leaning on.
As soon as he moved, the other fishermen looked over at him again, their bulging eyeballs rolling as if they were about to fall out at any moment.
"Fish, fish..."
They grinned and continued to recite the vague word as they approached Wenbei.
Ji Mingyuan clenched his fists instantly.
Wen Bei shook his head at him, signaling him not to act rashly.
At least one of them must not fall into such a passive state, and this person should preferably be Ji Mingyuan who has supernatural powers.
Ji Mingyuan had experienced many life and death separations, so he naturally knew that he couldn't act on impulse here. He could only grit his teeth and pretend to be unconscious again, while observing the place anxiously in his heart.
The fisherman who first approached Wen Bei reached out and grabbed his wrist. His palms had frog-like webbed hands, and when they touched his skin, a disgusting sticky liquid was secreted.
Wen Bei resisted the urge to draw his gun and, with the help of the slippery liquid, twisted his wrist slightly and successfully escaped from its hand.
He arched his back, like a beautiful longbow stretched taut, and twisted his powerful thighs towards the nearest fisherman, hooking it and tripping it with his own weight.
The other fisherman was also caught off guard and fell heavily on his companion.
Unfortunately, this kind of fighting technique was not very effective when facing Class A filth. He immediately angered the fisherman and had his shoulder blades pressed down hard.
The fisherman's fingernails became sharp, and just a light touch on Wen Bei's exposed arm skin immediately cut a huge gash.
Blood gushed out of the wound, bringing with it a scent that was deadly to filth.
The fisherman, who originally had a ferocious look on his face, suddenly stopped shaking and stared at the blood flowing out of him.
Wen Bei had a bad feeling, his cat eyes widened and he stepped back.
This step was like stepping on a switch.
All the fishermen shouted like crazy: "What a delicious fish!"
The eight fishermen all crowded over, their eyes bulging frighteningly, reflecting Wen Bei's thin figure.
What's even more terrifying is the Fisherman King, who hadn't opened his eyes since the noise appeared. After smelling the scent, he suddenly woke up and looked straight at the place where the fragrance came from with a ferocious look in his eyes.
It pointed at Wen Bei and uttered incomprehensible words.
The large patch of rotten flesh on his body was shaking with anxiety.
But this time, these fishermen did not listen to the words of the Fisherman King. They still surrounded Wen Bei tightly. There was disgusting greed and appetite in the eyes of every fisherman.
This is a sweet fragrance that is enough to make all high-level filth restless. Just a little bit of it leaks out, and they are like insects that smell a little honey, and they all go out of control.
Want to eat him.
This vicious thought permeated the heads of all the Class A filth creatures living in the place. They no longer had any instincts, and their only impulse was to tear and chew the food in front of them, not wasting even a drop of blood or marrow fluid, biting open the skull and sucking it, having a supreme carnival.
Wen Bei never knew that his blood would be so attractive to these filthy things.
Could this be related to his zero-pollution physique?
Wen Bei's brain was working fast, and before the first fisherman took action, he chose to run away.
And ran straight to the position of the Fisher King.
Anyone else would probably think he was crazy for running straight towards something even more terrifying and filthy.
But Ji Mingyuan had already witnessed him using the mother spider and its young to kill each other before, so when he saw his action, he knew that he was going to repeat the same trick.
Ji Mingyuan held his forehead and smiled, and the black eagle flew behind Wen Bei in an instant, blocking an attack from the nearest fisherman for him.
The Fisher King's IQ was not high. He couldn't understand why these fishermen who had never dared to disobey him would disobey him. But when he saw Wen Bei, this delicious fish that made people crazy, running towards him, his eyes suddenly emitted a strange light: "Fish."
The sound was so unpleasant that it sounded like the vocal cords had been crushed.
Ji Mingyuan raised his voice: "Be careful! That Fisher King is a Class 2A!"
Wenbei only knew that the level of filth was divided from D upwards, and this was the first time he heard of the level 2A.
This was not a good time to ask, so he ran to a place not far from the Fisher King and stopped just as he was about to be delivered to him.
The fisherman who was chasing him from behind grabbed him. This time he was finally not disturbed by the annoying black eagle. The fisherman's mouth just opened a crack, but before he could be happy, the fishing king reacted and bit his head and pulled it upwards.
The headless fisherman collapsed weakly, hitting the ground hard and stirring up a cloud of dust.
Seeing this, the other fishermen were so frightened that they fled in all directions, thus avoiding being caught by the mad fishing king.
The fishing king could not bear to see his men coveting the food he had set his eyes on, so he made a hoarse, threatening sound from his cheeks behind his ears, hissing like a snake sticking out its tongue.
The fishermen didn't dare to get any closer. They stood not far away and looked at Wen Bei. Their eyes were full of jealousy when they looked at the Fisher King.
How could I deserve to let a bunch of filthy people turn against me?
Wen Bei sighed inwardly, his eyes grew slightly colder, and he raised the knife at his waist and slashed it hard across his palm.
Suddenly more blood gushed out.
The fishermen who were originally watching could not help themselves. They were bewitched by the sweet fragrance and were like a donkey with a carrot hanging from its neck. Even when faced with a whip, it would do everything possible to get a bite.
Then another fisherman approached again, and the Fisher King's meal was interrupted again.
It angrily stretched out its fist and hit the nearest fisherman, and the huge force of tons directly cracked the ground.
It is conceivable that if this punch lands on a person, even the strongest body will be turned into meat paste.
This time the fisherman was prepared and dodged the attack.
The other fishermen rushed towards Wenbei, and the Fishing King could only take care of the other fishermen first, roaring angrily.
Although there are differences in levels among them, the other fishermen are at least Class A filth, and they are not killed directly by the Fisher King due to their advantage in numbers.
Wen Bei's nerves were extremely tense. He didn't dare to relax even a little bit, because at this moment, these monsters were fighting and tearing each other apart like wild beasts fighting for territory, and their ultimate target was him.
The torture will only last for a dozen minutes.
The black hawk was always by his side. Whenever a fisherman took the opportunity to steal people, the black hawk would block his attack.
With the three parties entangled, Wen Bei was not hurt for a while. The only injury he suffered was the palm of his hand that he had just cut.
After all, these fishermen were no match for the Fisher King. When only the last fisherman was left on the scene, the car horn that Wen Bei had been waiting for for a long time finally sounded.
Ji Mingyuan, who had been ignored since the beginning of the chaos, went straight back to look for the car that had just been abandoned on the road.
He suddenly opened the car door beside him, and instead of stopping, he drove straight past. He slowed down for a moment when passing Wen Bei. It was this moment that allowed him to successfully grab the car door and jump into the car like a nimble cat.
The wound on his palm began to bleed even more, but Wen Bei remained calm and slammed the car door shut with his injured hand.
Before the fishing king could react, its prey had already driven far away in the car.
It roared angrily and smashed the last fisherman's body with its hands until the last fisherman turned into a pool of rotten meat in its hands.
Wen Bei breathed a sigh of relief.
He made the right bet again.
The fishing king failed to catch up, and it had indeed lost its ability to move.
From the moment they were brought here, Wen Bei noticed that the Fisher King never exposed his lower body. He speculated that the Fisher King's legs had probably been deformed into a fish's tail, so he could not move and could only rely on other fishermen to complete his feeding.
Its strength is indeed the strongest, but as long as you are away from its attack range, it will not be able to move at all.
That's why I dared to give Ji Mingyuan a hint just now and let him leave immediately.
Wen Bei relaxed, touched the black eagle's feathers, and smiled with his eyes curved: "Thank you."
Ji Mingyuan, who was driving, glanced at Wen Bei and sighed silently.
His boss is a little too bold.
...
After a fierce battle, they did not gain nothing.
On the way back, Ji Mingyuan used his special powers to catch two strange-looking filthy creatures.
The grades were only Class C, so Wen Bei did not choose to trade them. Instead, he took them directly to the restaurant and unlocked two new recipes - fried pork chop bento and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
The fried pork cutlet bento is rich in ingredients, including cherry tomatoes and broccoli. The scrambled eggs with tomatoes are sweet, and the acidity and sweetness of the tomatoes are just right.
Wen Bei tasted it but didn't eat much.
Because he was about to vomit from the fishy smell on his body.
He stood up, put down his half-eaten lunch box, and went straight back to his room to wash up.
After adjusting the water temperature to a comfortable level, he stood under the shower and let the hot water wash over him.
The hotel rooms are equipped with toiletries, which are refreshed 24 hours a day, so you don’t have to worry about them running out.
And the quality is very guaranteed.
Wen Bei rubbed his body with bubbles and the disgusting fishy smell dissipated. He leaned in and smelled his arm to make sure there was no fishy smell.
The water continued to flush until the blood from his wound was washed away and the bathroom was filled with water mist. Only then did Wen Bei turn off the shower.
The moment the water stopped, black mist appeared from nowhere, sneaked in through the crack of the door, and wrapped around his ankles under the mist.
Wen Bei felt a chill, looked down, and saw his face darken. He gritted his teeth and spat out three words: "You pervert."
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