Chu Mu touched his stomach: "Don't tell me that my Longlong is attracted to Chu Tian."
{The original plot didn't describe Leng Si much. He was just a hero who was willing to sacrifice himself for humanity. I don't know what the new plot will lead to.}
Lao Ba now feels more and more that Chu Mu’s guess is absolutely correct.
How could it be possible that in the reincarnation plot set up by the Lord God, I would always be cannon fodder?
Not only is Fan Ji's slice a cannon fodder, but Chu Mu's characters are even more miserable than the other.
It seems like the person who set up the plot has a grudge against Chu Mu...
It was already 11pm and it was raining outside.
Chu Mu walked back to 1801, took out a cold coat, found a black long-handled umbrella, then opened the door of the emergency staircase and walked downstairs.
[Old Eight, after the Great Xia plane, where did Grand Master Hong go? ]
After Chu Mu sent Ling Yi away, he never saw Master Hong again after he returned. Lao Ba said that the guy found a gap in the plane and escaped.
[Hong Wentao can freely enter and exit various planes...]
{You suspect it's him?}
[But he and I don't seem to have such a deep hatred, right? ]
Knock knock knock.
The sound of running footsteps disrupted Chu Mu's thoughts.
He looked up at the sign on the wall.
14th floor.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!”
Accompanied by a series of screams, a young man with a crew cut broke open the security door.
He had no time to look at Chu Mu on the stairs. He pushed the heavy emergency door against the corridor and shouted, "Brother Fang! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
Soon, another slightly taller figure appeared. He must have been injured. He obviously couldn't lift his left leg, and there was a smell of blood on his body.
“Ahhh…”
Behind him, a deformed monster with its head mutated into a crab claw is chasing him relentlessly.
"Run!"
The man did not rush into the safe corridor, but pushed the man with the crew cut inside and closed the door again by grabbing the door handle.
"Brother Fang! No! Aaaaaaaah! Brother Fang!!"
The cries of the little guy with a crew cut were deafening. Chu Mu felt that the killing power was hundreds of times stronger than Wang Dahai's.
From time to time, there was a dull thud from the security door, and one could imagine how fierce the desperate fight outside was.
"Brother Fang! Wait for me!" The guy with a crew cut wiped away his tears, grabbed the emergency door and planned to rush out to die.
{Mumu, can you help me?}
【Don't save them, respect their fate. 】
{But that crab claw should be worth more than Wang Dahai.}
Chu Mu pursed his lips: "Is that so."
He took two steps forward, grabbed the short-haired man's shoulder with one hand and pulled him back: "Get out of the way."
Then he raised his foot and kicked the heavy security door open.
The guy with the crew cut was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up as if he had seen a savior.
"Hero! Big brother! Please save me—"
The guy with a crew cut chased into the corridor, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.
In his sight, the beautiful porcelain doll, whose slender figure was so thin that it seemed like it would break at the slightest touch, was twisting the monster's head in an extremely terrifying posture.
"Pinch, pinch, pinch, you dare to pinch me? Do you think you are a dragon? Dead crab!" Chu Mu muttered while breaking the crab claw into two halves with his bare hands.
The crab monster suddenly fell to the ground, twitching twice and then became motionless.
Chu Mu stepped on his back, holding one hand each and pulling the crab claws off his neck.
"Shit! The blood is splattered on me!"
Chu Mu yelled in disgust.
The crew cut quickly pulled out a pack of wet wipes and handed it over: "Brother, big brother, please wipe it."
Chu Mu then remembered that there were two more behind.
He took the wipes: "Thank you."
"No, no! We want to thank you for saving our lives!" The short-haired man pulled the tall man and tried to recognize him as his relative. "Brother, we live on the 14th floor. Which floor do you live on? We will definitely come to visit you later."
"No need to visit," Chu Mu shook the crab claws on his hand, "Did you just come back from shopping?"
There was a pile of shopping bags on the ground, with a lot of things scattered out, including quite a few vegetables.
The short-haired man noticed Chu Mu's gaze and immediately said, "We used to sell fresh produce, so we had a lot of fruit and vegetable goods. It took some time to move them back... Big brother, are you busy now? I'll send you some fruits and vegetables when you're free."
Chu Mu looked at the moist cabbage and finally smiled: "Okay, I live on the 18th floor."
…
The short-haired man watched Chu Mu return to the stairs. The tall man immediately went over and closed the security door: "Don't look at it anymore. Go home and get a chain lock."
"Oh! Oh! Okay."
The short-haired man watched the tall man lock the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, I'm alive."
"Don't be too happy yet," the tall man rubbed the short-haired man's head, "Go home and hide quickly."
"Yes! Hiding!" The guy with the crew cut asked as he packed his things, "Brother, when are we going to the 18th floor?"
The tall man paused and said, "Let's wait and see. There was originally a handsome silver-haired man living on the 18th floor. I heard today that he brought someone here. It should be the one from before."
He pinched the tomato in his hand, thinking: "They two must not be ordinary people... In short, it won't be wrong to build a good relationship with them."
…
The situation on the 14th floor is not unique. From time to time, screams of terror or shrill cries can be heard throughout the community.
“Ahhhhhh—”
Someone also fled to the emergency staircase, crying and pushing Chu Mu away: "Don't block the way!!"
The scolding voice was not weak at all.
Chu Mu shrugged and didn't help him pull the head off his back.
On the way down, they met a few people who were fleeing for their lives. When they saw Chu Mushi, they had no intention of inviting him to join them and help.
Instead, he spontaneously looked for someone who was stronger to be his big brother.
Chu Mule felt relieved and quickened his pace to run to the parking lot.
He quickly sent away a driver who was gnawing on his arm in a car, and gained a new row of distorted cores - teeth.
"Tell me, Lao Ba," Chu Mu started the car smoothly, "Why did you let me save the little guy with the buzz cut just now?"
The others were in the same dangerous situation, but Lao Ba seemed not to notice.
{That guy with a buzz cut will become a farmer in the future and have endless vegetables and fruits to eat. Is that a good enough reason?}
[Enough, enough, enough! Absolutely enough!]
{Then when you are done with your current work, you have to go and give some blood to the man with the short haircut. He has become malignantly deformed. You can pull him back and don't let Chu Tian get ahead of him.}
Sure enough, he was competing with Chu Tian for people again.
【It's just a matter of snatching people away.】
Chu Mu chuckled. He had never lost before.
…
In the dark and remote Tongzi Lane area, the yellow cordon belonging to the People's Insurance Company of China has been erected high.
There are also a number of armored vehicles parked outside.
Chu Mu drove the car directly over.
"Drivers in the four circles ahead please stop, this is a curfew zone."
"Please stop driving and get out for inspection!"
A special forces soldier in camouflage uniform was standing on the armored vehicle. While issuing a warning, he activated the weapons on the vehicle and aimed at Chu Mu.
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