Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

Chapter 251: End of the World: Superpower Boss vs. Cold-blooded Leader (36)

As if it had sensed something, the insect's shadow suddenly transformed into a complete human form.

"I knew you would come." Wen Jiao chuckled.

Quan Si glanced at the dead body at his feet and frowned slightly.

The next second, Wen Jiao grabbed the knife beside him expressionlessly and stabbed it towards the wall.

Of course I can’t hit it.

His purpose was only to lure out the people hiding in the dark.

Quan Si and Qin Ji dodged and their figures were gradually exposed under the light and shadow.

Wen Jiao looked extremely abnormal at this moment, with bright red blood at the corners of his mouth and a heart in his hand.

The heart was still beating, probably because it had just been taken out of the human body not long ago.

"Do you want to eat together?" Wen Jiao asked with a smile.

The look he gave Quan Si was full of "tenderness" and "love", as if the other person was his lover.

His eyes turned to the man next to Quan Si, and Wen Jiao's mouth corners drooped.

He was smiling one second, and looked extremely indifferent the next.

His moods are so changeable that it's hard to tell what's going on in his mind.

"It's fine if you come," Wen Jiao said unkindly, "Why did you bring this troublesome guy with you?"

"I know those two people can't trap you." He stretched out his tongue and licked his heart, with a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

"You're so smart, you must have guessed it. I deliberately wanted you to come over tonight."

He took the knife from the table and waved it in the air twice, "I want to carve you into a perfect work of art."

Quan Si came up behind him at some point and said in a cold voice, "You are definitely responsible for this virus outbreak."

"Tell me, what is your purpose?" If his dagger was just a little closer, Wen Jiao's neck would bleed.

"Ah," Wen Jiao's lips sank, "Why wasn't your gun confiscated?"

He was referring to the weapon in Qin Ji's hand.

At this moment, the man had a cold face, his body pressure was frighteningly low, and he aimed the gun at his heart.

On the surface, Wen Jiao was at a disadvantage, but in fact, Quan Si knew that the opponent would not be killed in this way.

At that time, he pierced Wen Jiao's neck with a dagger. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been dead long ago.

But there was nothing else except the blood.

A completely irrational monster.

"Sure enough, that's how those losers do things. They make us worry." Wen Jiao sighed.

"Don't change the subject." Quan Si put the gun against his waist.

This pistol was given to him by Qin Ji. He didn't expect the man to have another trick up his sleeve.

Although I don’t know how the other party hid the weapon under the enemy’s nose, it is indeed useful now.

"Do you really want to know?" Wen Jiao tilted his head.

Quan Si took two steps to the side, looking very reluctant to have contact with him.

"I'm really hurt by you doing this." Wen Jiao said weakly.

After saying this, he looked at Qin Ji again, "The relationship between you two seems to be unusual."

"It's none of your business." Quan Si kicked him with considerable force.

Wen Jiao staggered and grabbed the corner of the table to barely steady himself.

"Oh, you're really rude."

He took a bite of the heart and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Looking at the bizarre scene in front of him, Quan Si felt a little physically uncomfortable.

Qin Ji put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him into his arms.

Of course Wen Jiao saw their interaction and felt a little unhappy.

"I admit that the zombie virus is indeed related to me, so what?"

"There is no so-called antidote, so just give up on it." He shrugged.

"In the end, everyone has only two outcomes." He gestured, "Either being eaten by zombies, or becoming a zombie."

"We're all going to die anyway." Wen Jiao simply swallowed the heart, wiped off the blood stains, and his teeth were all stained with red blood.

Very scary.

No antidote?

Quan Si didn't say anything, but he disagreed in his heart.

There must be an antidote, but it has not been developed yet.

In order to develop an antidote, we must extract some blood from the monster in front of us as a sample.

Quan Si remembered that there were scientific researchers in the team, and as long as they could get this thing, they could use it for research.

He looked at Qin Ji beside him, and with just a simple eye contact, the latter understood his thoughts.

"There's no need for you two to flirt with each other in front of me." Wen Jiao looked like he had lost his patience.

He shook his left hand and saw some ugly and disgusting mouths starting to grow on his originally smooth and white arm.

The fangs protrude, and from time to time a foul-smelling poisonous liquid oozes out.

"Quan Si, I won't kill you, but the man next to you won't be so lucky." Wen Jiao smiled.

"Want to kill me?" Qin Ji sneered and fired his gun as he spoke, "It's not that easy."

The gun was specially equipped with a silencer so that the noise was not loud.

Wen Jiao didn't expect him to suddenly shoot, and he was unable to dodge and was hit by the bullet.

Blood splattered out, and he looked down, only to see a big hole in his left chest.

He frowned as the smell of burning food wafted through him.

"You're quite capable to have turned me into this." Wen Jiao's body shook twice.

There was no smile on Quan Si and Qin Ji's faces.

Because they know that the other party's self-healing ability is extremely terrifying.

Sure enough, the originally bloody wound was healing at an extremely terrifying speed, getting smaller and smaller...

Until it gradually closes.

"You are not so naive as to think you can really defeat me, right?" Wen Jiao looked at his arm and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Now that it has come to this, I will reluctantly reveal some information." He stretched out his arms completely.

"Look at this arm. Isn't it ugly? I didn't look like this before."

He seemed to be recalling something, and his expression was a little strange.

"There was a young and promising scientist, but his ideas were not favored by others."

"So...he turned those people into monsters."

Hearing this, Quan Si was shocked.

This so-called scientist is obviously the guy in front of him who is neither human nor ghost.

"And the consequence is that the experimental drugs backfired and turned him into a monster." He shrugged disapprovingly.

He suddenly smiled mysteriously, "It must be busy outside now."

When Quan Si heard what he said, he immediately had a bad feeling.

This madman must have released those zombies!

"You still understand me," Wen Jiao raised his eyebrows, "I really like you more and more... What should I do?"

Another bullet hit the chest.

The force was so strong that he was knocked back several steps.

"Tsk." Wen Jiao stopped smiling and looked at Qin Ji with a completely cold look in his eyes. "You really want to die, don't you?"