"Damn it!"

Taotie's thick palm was whistling, and heels could be seen with his heels what would happen if he was slapped in the head. Qi Lin had to pull out the bone blade, stomped his heels, and his body suddenly leaned back-

However, although his head avoided it, the other party still slapped the left shoulder. Qi Lin felt a powerful force coming and his whole body flew out in an instant!

"Bang!"

Qi Lin hit a pile of cartons heavily, scattering the cartons filled with cans and storage food all over the floor.

"Hiss...it hurts..."

Qi Lin only felt a burst of severe pain coming from his left shoulder, but he completely lost consciousness below his shoulder.

Looking down, I saw that my left shoulder was covered in blood and blood, with several bone fragments protruding and exposed to the skin and flesh, while my whole arm was hanging softly beside me, and I was spasming from time to time.

In addition, the chest was still filled with depression and pain. After Qi Lin vomited a large mouthful of blood, the depression disappeared, but turned into a severe and obvious pain.

"The left shoulder scapula fracture was severely damaged, and the nerves and muscles were lost, 79 health points were lost, and the left arm lost 100% of its mobility."

"Many organs in the heart and lungs were damaged by shock, internal bleeding, and 615 health points were lost."

"There are multiple cracks on the ribs, severe strains of the chest muscles and back muscles, and the flexibility of the body is reduced by 17%.

...

The intelligent brain successively produced a long list of injuries in front of Qi Lin's eyes. Taotie's slap in a mismatch actually directly slapped Qi Lin, a third-level evolver, into a serious injury.

Moreover, if Qi Lin's body had not been strengthened many times, the dark force contained in this slap would be enough to directly shatter his heart. In that case, no matter how strong Qi Lin's recovery ability was, he would definitely be dead.

Is this guy still a human?

Qi Lin couldn't help but have such an idea.

Although the power of rage is terrifying, it is just brute force. However, what Taotie controls is a sinister "dark force". This kind of dark force can be transmitted into the opponent's body through contact, causing terrible damage.

When Qi Lin fell out, Cheng Yanqiu and Wuyan had already installed the silencer at the muzzle of the Type 79 submachine gun. However, facing the two black muzzles, Taotie had no intention of avoiding it, but just raised his arms again and blocked his eyes.

"TuTuTuTuTuTu-!!"

Cheng Yanqiu and Wuyan opened fire at the same time, but the bullets shot out from the muzzle could not hurt Taotie at all.

The Type 79 submachine gun uses the Type 51 pistol bullet. This 7.62mm caliber pistol bullet is imitated based on Tokarev pistol bullets. Within a distance of 50 meters, the brass-clad bullet has no less armor-piercing ability than the bullets fired by assault rifles of the same caliber.

However, when these bullets hit Taotie's fat body, the layers of fat meat surged like waves. The moment the bullet touched Taotie, most of the kinetic energy attached to it was removed.

Even if there are a few occasions that can barely penetrate Taotie's skin, the warhead is almost at the end of its strength, and even the thick layer of subcutaneous fat cannot pass through it.

"You are not from the Mutual Aid Society! Who are you?!" Taotie also realized that the problem was wrong and asked in a cold voice - but at this time, his other hand was still busy dismantling an unopened canned sardine.

Taotie's fingers were very thick, and the five arranged together were like five fatty dates, but they were very flexible. They tore off the aluminum cover on the can in a few seconds. Five thick and short fingers were directly inserted into the can, and they pinched out a handful of pickled sardines that were still dripping with soup, and stuffed them into their mouths randomly.

Resisting the severe pain, Qi Lin connected the misaligned and broken bones on his left shoulder one by one, and stood up from the pile of cartons with difficulty. As for the damaged nerves and muscles, he had no choice but to wait for his body to recover.

Although it only takes several days to fully recover, it only takes two minutes to recover to the point where you can fight.

"Mist Eyes, what do you know about this fat man?" Qi Lin asked. For Taotie, the paper information inside the Mutual Aid Association was much less than furious. As for Taotie's original id, like the garbled code, it was also a mixture of messy numbers and letters.

"I only know that this guy was once a bulimia patient. After absorbing a strange serum, he became like this - this is just a rumor within the Mutual Aid Association. No one has ever seen him take action!"

Wuyan said quickly while replacing the magazine for the Type 79 submachine gun.

Not only Qi Lin, but Taotie also heard this. The fat man couldn't help but look at the foggy eyes more, and muttered in ambiguously while chewing the food in his mouth: "Traitor? I hate traitor the most!"

As he said that, Taotie gently pinched the hollowed-out canned sardine, and the can made of metal instantly turned into a tight aluminum ball the size of a quail egg.

Taotie's meat dunduan's fingers bounced, and the aluminum ball was like a bullet that was coming out of the chamber. Before Wuyan could react, he hit his lower abdomen!

Wuyan groaned, and immediately knelt on the ground with his hands covering his abdomen. The bright red blood instantly spread a large area on his clothes.

Cheng Yanqiu and Qi Lin hurriedly dragged the injured Wuyan to hide behind a row of shelves, tore open Wuyan's clothes, and saw a big hole in his lower abdomen, and blood was pouring out of the dock.

"Look at that Taotie, I'll help him with it!" Cheng Yanqiu said anxiously. Qi Lin didn't say much, but directly stuffed the first aid kit into Cheng Yanqiu's hand, pulled out his pistol, and poked half of his head out from behind the shelf.

Taotie was still sitting there and eating constantly. According to Qi Lin's estimate, although the other party was strong, his energy consumption was probably very amazing, so he needed to keep eating.

So how can we kill this fat man?

Qi Lin thought desperately, and with the three of them's existing attack methods, even the thick layer of fat on the other side could not be broken.

If you want to hurt Taotie, first of all, you must find a way to penetrate the fat that is dozens of centimeters thick on the other party's body...fat...and so on, fat!

Qi Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he inserted his pistol back to his waist, pulling out the bone blade.

"Cheng Yanqiu, take good care of the foggy eyes, I'll make an attempt."

“What to try?”

"Light the sky lantern!"

After saying that, Qi Lin rushed out of the back door of the shelf. While quickly approaching Taotie, he kept kicking the canned food bags and food bags scattered on the ground at the other party, hoping to distract Taotie from this.

However, Qi Lin's behavior was a bit redundant. Taotie did not regard him as a threat at all. He allowed Qi Lin to rush to follow, and then he stretched out a finger covered with greasy and sauce and slapped at Qi Lin again.

Qi Lin quickly dodged and waved his bone blade quickly to make a cross-shaped cut on the back of Taotie's hand.

The thick skin bloomed, and immediately exposed the light yellow subcutaneous fat below, with a little red bloodshot on it.

Qi Lin succeeded with a blow, and his steps changed instantly. He moved two steps sideways to the left rear of Taotie. He swung his sword and then cut a shallow hole in the fat on Taotie's back waist.

The fat content here is obviously much more than the back of the hand, and the hole is suddenly stretched out, and the light yellow fat is squeezed out from it.

Taotie has great power and fast speed, and there is also dark energy in the attack, but his weight is really there. Even if he is very flexible, it will be quite difficult to turn around and attack Qi Lin.

Especially the large amount of fat accumulated on his back shoulders, Taotie's arm could not reach behind him at all.

Qi Lin kept rotating around Taotie, and the bone blade in his hand found the right opportunity from time to time to leave a few "insignificant" holes on the other party's body. Most of his time and energy were spent on dodging Taotie's attack.

Although these small wounds were not even tickling for Taotie, Qi Lin was completely annoyed this guy like a meat mountain when he kept circling around him. Taotie roared, slapped the floor hard, and wanted to stand up from the ground.

Qi Lin found this opportunity, and suddenly approached him with the risk that he might be swept by Taotie's elbow. At the same time, his left hand hidden behind him took out a windproof lighter from his pocket, and his thumb pushed the grinding wheel.

"Fortunately, I brought a lighter this time, not a fire sickle." Qi Lin sighed slightly in his heart while pushing the grinding wheel.

With a "click", flames immediately emerged from the lighter, and Taotie's elbows had swept to Qi Lin's chest!

Qi Lin tried his best to turn his body to the left rear to avoid the vital points of his heart. At the same time, he swung his left hand and threw the lighter in his hand at Taotie!

Now Taotie is covered with fat spilling out of his wounds, which is simply the best flammable substance!
Chapter completed!