Chapter 109

Wen Xin looked at Ding Pingle with a stern expression, then suddenly smiled.

This cheerful smile gave Ding Pingle, who thought he was catching a turtle in a jar, a sudden ominous premonition.

Now that the guy who was plotting secretly has been exposed, how could Wen Xin give him a chance to react?

The sharp knife in his hand flipped, and he rushed towards Ding Pingle like an arrow shot from a bow!

"Azi and Alu, capture him alive. I have something to ask him!"

Having witnessed Wen Xin's bravery in the alien space, this move of advancing instead of retreating really frightened Ding Pingle.

Ding Pingle's face changed instantly and he took two steps back reflexively. He felt ashamed that he was actually afraid and shouted angrily.

"You think you can catch me with these two low-level beasts you brought with you? Capture them for me!"

The zombies responded to Ding Pingle's command, with ferocious faces, bared fangs and claws, and roared loudly.

The smug smile on Ding Pingle's face lasted only a second.

The next second, groups of falling zombies were reflected in his eyes, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

Ding Pingle is a psychic with a strengthened body. He can clearly catch the afterimages of swaying leaves, the fine lines of cracks on the wall ten meters away, and hear those unusual sounds.

But at this moment, he found that he could not see the movement tracks of the scaled tree viper and purple squirrel. He could only see green and purple lines moving quickly among the zombies like harvesters.

In just two breaths, half of the originally densely packed zombie swarm had fallen.

What a terrifying fighting power!

Ding Pingle retreated in panic. The moment he realized that things were beyond his expectations, he could no longer conceal his panic.

"How is it possible? They are not even B-rank, how can they possess such powerful strength?!"

However, Scaled Viper just sneered: "B-rank? Such a weak character is only good enough to be used as food."

Ding Pingle's eyes widened.

No matter how confused he was, he would never forget that only mutants of level A and above had the ability to speak.

However, in order to bypass the biological detector's search and completely conceal one's own presence, one must become a complete S-class to do so.

That's a complete S-class beast, not some wild flower or weed you can see everywhere on the roadside. They are all kings in their own territories, so how could they condescend to be driven by humans!

Warm, warm...

Wait a moment.

Warm or spicy?

Ding Pingle suddenly thought of a person, a person who had caused a worldwide search for him but whose whereabouts were unknown, and his heart was immediately filled with shock.

Suddenly, his enhanced hearing caught a glimpse of a rushing hurricane and he turned around quickly.

At some point, Wen Xin had broken through the zombies' encirclement and was very close. A cold light flashed on the tip of the knife, pointing directly at Ding Pingle's throat.

Ding Pingle's eyes were red with anger: "Stop him!!"

After all, his order was a step too late, and only a few nearby zombies had time to step forward to stop him.

Each of the second-level zombies has the fighting power of a Class B mutant, but Ding Pingle did not expect that through high-intensity training day and night and swallowing of blue pearls, Wen Xin has already surpassed ordinary people by a large margin in terms of physical fitness and speed.

The young man bent down to avoid the zombie's claws. He then stood up and staggered, his thin muscles bursting with an indescribable sense of power. He turned the blade in reverse and cut into the zombie's neck nerve.

Two dirty, smelly black blood lines suddenly spurted out, following Wen Xin's quick steps, but did not even stain his pants or feet.

When Ding Pingle came to his senses, the sharp knife stained with zombie blood was pressing against his throat.

As arrogant as the man was just now, he was now as timid and frightened: "You, don't be impulsive, you can talk about anything nicely..."

Wen Xin looked at him expressionlessly.

Then he chopped Ding Pingle down with a clean and decisive move.

The mutant lost consciousness, and the zombies he controlled were unable to continue. They collapsed like black syrup and slowly seeped into the ground.

The Scaled Viper looked at Wen Xin who was carrying Ding Pingle on his back and asked, "Are you going to take him away?"

Wen Xin looked back and saw that there was an obvious crack on the bulge on the black dinosaur's back, and its wet wings were fluttering like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon.

When Ding Pingle took action, most people had already left through the vortex.

A small number of people did not have time to leave and were attracted by the movement and turned back, witnessing the scene of Wen Xin leading two groups of people to tear apart the zombies. They all froze in place, their mouths wide open in shock.

Wen Xin's idea of ​​keeping a low profile ultimately came to nothing.

He ignored the crowd that had no intention of staying and said firmly, "Xiao Hei asked us to leave here quickly. Let's go first. We'll ask again when we find a suitable place."

The two balls had no objection and jumped onto Wen Xin's body again.

Seeing the gentle and solemn expression, the Scales Viper paused slightly, and its fingernail-sized head pressed against the young man's ear, rubbing it twice with great care.

Wen Xin carried Ding Pingle to the edge of the vortex.

Several people wanted to say something, but no one dared to stop them. They made way for him with a look of awe on their faces.

The feeling of stepping into the vortex is no different from when I first stepped into the black rift.

Wen Xin felt as if the world was turning upside down before his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a completely different scene.

The dilapidated modern buildings, the no longer clean streets filled with black and brown stains, the storefronts with smashed roller shutters... all represent that they have left the Great Rift Valley where the dinosaur skeletons were located and returned to the real world in the center of G City.

Wen Xin stood on the devastated land, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him, his pupils trembling slightly.

In less than a year, a bustling and bustling city with constant laughter has been transformed into such a desolate and desolate ruin.

The scaled tree viper and the purple squirrel were equally heartbroken, but they didn't know how to comfort the sad young man.

The purple squirrel persuaded softly, "It's okay, Wenxin. Xiao Hei must have avoided our home because he lost control. He will be fine."

Wen Xin had already seen Xiao Hei's true form, and with such a huge bone frame spanning the entire city, if he tried to hide it any further, it would be obvious that he was treating the young man as a fool.

The two boys tacitly assumed that Wen Xin already knew the truth, but they didn't know how much the other knew, and their voices sounded a little weak.

The scaled tree viper nodded, and pointed the tip of its tail toward the tall building in the distance: "Yes, I remember my home is in that direction. Look, nothing has happened to it..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden thunderous sound from the tall building he was pointing at. Flames burst out from the ground, followed by thick smoke billowing into the sky.

From the noise, it seemed that a conflict had broken out between the psychics and the military.

The Scaled Tree Viper was stunned, his heart was pierced by a knife, and he let out a fierce roar: "I will bite these idiots to death!"

The two parties suddenly reversed their roles, and Wen Xin quickly stopped the furious little snake and coaxed it to calm down.

"A-Lu, calm down, calm down. Home is where you are. We can rebuild the house if it's gone. Leave here first."

The whole city of G was in an uproar, with explosions, screams, clashes, and fights happening frequently in various parts of the city.

Many of them are well-equipped forces, waging war, demonstrating force, capturing the superpowers who have just escaped from the black rifts, and trying to figure out the secret of human evolution.

At this moment, people are no longer people, but a kind of collectible and controllable material.

The survivors who entered the black rift earlier obtained superpowers in just one or two days. They were able to flexibly use their abilities to escape pursuit or even fight back.

But these new batch of surviving superpowers are like newborn babies who accidentally get a gun. They have the power and threat to hurt people, but due to lack of actual combat experience, they cannot bring out their full strength.

Wen Xin carried Ding Pingle and ran for a while when he suddenly heard noisy footsteps coming from the front.

He was startled and subconsciously stopped and hid behind the wall, but then the footsteps stopped - stopped by a sudden order.

Wen Xin felt that he had reacted in time, the sound of his feet stepping on the ground was minimal, and there was fighting all around, so no one should have discovered him.

He looked up but saw no one showing their heads. With his limited vision, he saw a group of armed men in uniform.

Thinking of the First Base stuck in the suburbs, Wen Xin's heart sank instantly.

The crowd was silent, and it seemed that the person who called the halt was also unsure of the situation.

Just at this moment, a mutant surrounded by dirt came running from the end of the long street on the left, with a large group of burly men chasing after him.

The group of armed men standing at the corner suddenly became agitated, and it was obvious that they had also discovered the fleeing psychic.

Who would have thought that when the superpower saw a large group of people here, not only did he not show any fear, but he also laughed excitedly: "That's great, you all die together!"

Then he made a stone-throwing motion with his hands, and the stones suspended around him were driven by an invisible force and thrown out at lightning speed.

But those stones were not aimed at people, but at the two high-rise buildings standing across the street!

All of a sudden, there was a roar like an explosion in the building. The load-bearing wall was damaged, and a huge crack appeared. It swayed twice and was about to collapse like a hill!

Wen Xin couldn't hide anymore, so he jumped out, but unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.

Wen Jinfeng's pupils shrank, and Wen Xin's expression froze.

The two brothers met again at an unexpected time and place. The first words they spoke to each other were full of shock: "Why are you here?!"

Before he finished speaking, broken bricks began to fall down with a crackling sound, as fast as a rainstorm.

Seeing the stone coming towards Wen Xin's head, Wen Jinfeng almost stopped breathing. He subconsciously rushed over and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Wen Xin had already noticed the falling rocks. He turned around calmly and picked up his anxious brother with one arm.

So before Wen Jinfeng could even take a few steps, Wen Xin grabbed him under the armpit and ran away.

Wen Jinfeng: “???”

He was struck by lightning. He had never escaped in such a shameful way before. He roared in shame and anger: "What are you doing? Put me down. I have my own legs!"

Wen Xin stopped him with two words: "Stop making trouble."

Wen Jinfeng: “…”

Just then, Wen Xin made another sliding step, which made Wen Jin dizzy.

He held his dizzy head and wanted to continue scolding Wen Xin to put him down, but he suddenly saw Ding Pingle's pale face, and the corners of his mouth twitched for a while.

The two buildings collapsed with a loud bang, raising dust waves several meters high. Thanks to Wen Xin's fast speed, they were not affected.

When they reached a relatively safe place, he put Wen Jinfeng, who was coughing, on the ground and said, "I'll go save him."

"Ahem, what are you trying to save? Come back, ahem..."

Wen Jinfeng didn't get to finish his words when he saw Wen Xin throwing a person towards him. He caught it subconsciously and was almost hit hard.

Ding Pingle weighs at least 70 or 80 kilograms.

Wen Jinfeng was shocked beyond words when he realized that Wen Xing had just carried him and the fat man all the way to avoid falling rocks without blushing or breathing hard.

Wen Xin has already turned back.

The psychic who just appeared was obviously one of the first people to enter the black rift, and his use of superpowers has reached the pinnacle.

He destroyed two high-rise buildings with the least amount of strength. Now he could continue to control the broken bricks, condensing them into a huge fist in mid-air. While laughing, he smashed it hard at the person who was still alive in the rubble!

However, he didn't expect that a tall green figure would suddenly jump in front of him at this moment.

"Snake!" The psychic was so frightened that he didn't even bother to continue attacking and quickly retreated.

The stone fist shattered and turned into gravel that fell to the ground. The warriors brought by Wen Jinfeng took advantage of this hard-won opportunity to rush to rescue people and escape.

The little snake returned to Wen Xin's side. Seeing this, the superpower was furious: "It's you who is causing trouble!"

"Iron Head——"

A shout was heard from afar, and soon a young man came to the side of the psychic.

When he saw Wen Xin, he was slightly startled, and then showed joy: "Boss, it's you."

As if he could smell the tension between the mutant and Wen Xin, he pulled his companion and introduced in a low voice: "The people from the First Base wanted to kill us before, and it was him who led us into the black rift."

Upon hearing this, the psychic's ugly expression eased a little.

Wen Jinfeng hurried over, threw Ding Pingle to his men, stepped in front of Wen Xin, and looked at the two people in front of him vigilantly.

He was about to speak when he heard Wen Xinbo say calmly, "These people have captured you. You can kill them to vent your anger, but the First Base is still waiting outside and watching you closely. Their methods are not comparable to those of these small forces."

"Are you sure you want to stall here until they get here?"

These two words made the two superpowers look solemn.

The young people were quite angry at the First Foundation, but at the same time they were jealous and began to back off.

The psychic frowned.

He looked at the pursuers who were still alive, still murderous, but finally he held back and said in a deep voice: "Just because you helped Xiao Ji, I'll give you this face, let's go."

Wen Xin thought Wen Jinfeng would lose his temper after suffering such misfortune for no reason.

But his brother was surprisingly stable. He touched his gun and watched the two psychics leave with a dark look in his eyes, but did not stop them.

After everyone left, Wen Jinfeng looked at Wen Xin and said strangely, "Didn't you rush to the southern region to look for your relatives? Why are you here?"

The two normal words "looking for relatives" sounded weird when they came out of Wen Jinfeng's mouth.

Wen Xin sighed: "It's a long story."

He noticed the way Wen Jinfeng was looking at him. His eyes were sparkling, as rare as watching a little butterfly break out of its cocoon and be reborn as a phoenix.

Wen Xin intuitively felt that his brother seemed to have come up with something incredible in his mind again, and rationally thought it would be best not to explore it.

"Let's not talk about anything else for now. Are the people from the First Base still outside? What are they planning to do now? How much do you know?"

Wen Jinfeng's expression changed slightly: "Why do you know all this?"

【Author’s words】

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