Chapter 641: Self-rescue from poisoning

He Qinshuang fled with her baby son and quickly rushed out of the supermarket.

There was broken hail all over the ground outside, and many dead bodies with ice skewers stabbed into them were staring with their eyes wide open, staring straight in the direction of the supermarket.

As soon as the mother and son came out, they made eye contact with the corpses.

Zheng Shenghang was frightened and cried even harder. He Qinshuang also shuddered, and suddenly ran out with some regret while being scared.

From the frightened expressions on their faces, we can tell how much pain they had suffered before they were born. If the hailstorm suddenly starts again, wouldn't they and their mother be in danger of losing their lives?

He Qinshuang turned her head to look at the supermarket door and thought of Annan's cold eyes again.

She gritted her teeth, grabbed her son's hand, and ran home as fast as she could.

Their residence is only a few minutes away from here. As long as they move quickly, they can reach home safely soon, and the chances of survival are still very high.

But if he continued to stay in the supermarket, that damn girl would definitely not let him go - she could even do something as heinous as patricide, so what else could she not do?

It doesn’t matter whether she lives or dies, but no one can hurt her Shenghang!

The ground was covered with ice skates, which were slippery and dangerous. Fortunately, both mother and son wore very thick snow boots and thick clothes, so as long as they were careful, they would not get hurt.

Zheng Shenghang had no time to cry. He endured the injuries and severe pain on his body and ran towards home cautiously and with difficulty at his mother's urging.

Apart from them, none of the other survivors in the supermarket ran out.

After several rounds of natural disasters, everyone has learned their lesson. Every time you think a disaster is over, there will always be another wave.

Anyone who is still alive today has seen some reckless people being corroded to death by the second wave of acid rain.

According to the previous rhythm, the hail will continue to fall soon. If you run out now, you will most likely get into trouble.

What's more, the reason they come to the supermarket is because they don't have enough supplies at home.

It doesn't matter where you stay. It's better to be trapped here than to be trapped at home by hail!

This is the place with the most supplies in the base.

Annan and Gu Zhiyu watched the mother and daughter run away, but did not risk chasing them.

With the force they used, even if the mother and son returned home safely, they would have to suffer in pain for at least ten days to half a month.

The anger had been vented, Annan was not injured, and both of them had a great time fighting. Now it was time to get down to business.

Annan tidied up his torn clothes and prepared to go upstairs to buy a fighter plane.

But just as the two of them reached the door of the purchasing area and before they could go in, a scream suddenly came from the registration desk at the back.

“Ahhhh! It hurts! It hurts so much!”

Annan looked back and saw a skinny middle-aged man who was covering his arm and screaming.

There was obvious blood on his sleeves, and the color of his face and lips was the same black and purple as those of the dead people on the ground.

It was obvious that he was injured by someone else's ice knife and was poisoned.

If Annan hadn't been wearing a constant temperature suit, he would probably be in the same situation right now.

Gu Zhiyu also frowned, apparently thinking the same thing as her.

He clenched his fists slightly, regretting that he had not been able to beat the brat to death.

The survivors around were startled by the sudden scream. Seeing the man suddenly fall to the ground with a horrible face and extreme pain, they all started to panic:

"What happened? Why is he screaming so miserably?"

"Yeah! How can a knife wound be so painful? It's not like a thousand arrows pierced my heart!"

"Oh my god, look at his face! Why do I feel like the color is a little off? And his mouth is the same as the corpses next to him!"

"From the looks of it, it looks like he's been poisoned."

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent. The only sound left at the scene was the man's screams of pain.

Soon, these survivors, like Annan, also realized the abnormality of the hail.

"It's an ice knife! This ice knife is poisonous!"

"Oh my god, why is the color of the hail so weird?"

"Oh no, I just got hurt on my shoulder too!! But it doesn't hurt that much..."

The people around him immediately looked at the man who was speaking with curiosity. Soon someone pointed at his face in surprise:

"Dude, are you sure you're okay? Your face is all purple!"

"ah??"

The man was frightened for a moment, and tried to find a mirror in a panic. However, he took a few steps at a loss, and suddenly, like the man before him, he fell to the ground screaming.

“It hurts!! It hurts!!”

Suddenly, all the survivors who had been scratched by the ice skates and had not taken it seriously started to panic.

Just now everyone was gathered at the door, and those "human hedgehogs" rushed forward quite fiercely, inevitably bumping into things and accidentally injuring many people.

But everyone had been through years of suffering in the apocalypse, so why would they care about a small scratch? Through thick clothes, the cuts or stab wounds were generally not too deep, so no one took them seriously.

But I didn't expect that the hail was poisonous.

The middle-aged man who had just fallen ill soon lost his voice and died suddenly.

The scene immediately became chaotic.

Those who were not injured immediately stayed away from the corpses on the ground and those with injuries, for fear of being infected with the toxin.

As for those who were injured, some were pacing in panic, and some were crying helplessly for people around them to save them...

There are also those who try to remain calm and grit their teeth to achieve their goals.

The most ruthless man took a look at the miserable state of the corpses on the ground, and without hesitation, he took out a machete and pointed it at his left hand.

There was a small scratch there. When the crowd was pushing him, his hand just happened to scratch the "human hedgehog". The wound was not deep, and he thought it would heal quickly, so he didn't take it seriously.

But he now also felt an unusual pain.

My whole hand felt numb and as if it was burning, and the pain was gradually getting worse. It seemed that the toxin had started to take effect.

Looking at the tragic state of the corpses, he swung his knife without hesitation.

For fear that the poison would spread too quickly, he didn't even chop off just his hand, but instead stretched it back and chopped off his entire forearm.

Because the knife was not sharp enough, he had to repeat the chopping action three times before he succeeded. Then he gritted his teeth and pulled off a piece of lining fabric, and tied it tightly around the cut to stop the bleeding.

The temperature was as low as minus 60 to 70 degrees Celsius, and the man was sweating profusely from the pain, but he only screamed twice when the operation was performed.

Annan, who witnessed the whole process, could not help but smack his lips. Sure enough, few people who can survive to this day have simple lives.

Afterwards, he did not rush to go upstairs, but stopped at the door of the purchasing area.