Chapter 278: Insect Eggs

The fourth barrier contraction ends and the fifth barrier contraction begins.

This time the barrier area is much smaller than before. Based on the calculation that there are currently 9 players, as long as they don't stay in place, they can meet players by walking around.

At the edge of the range, Li Ang and Liu Wushou saw a black ball spell rising in the distance ahead, symbolizing the player's contact. Due to the traffic congestion, the two simply left the car in the parking lot, abandoned the car and walked towards the circle. The ball moves forward.

Combining the previously obtained information with the current special situation in Yin City, the two are almost certain that the mutation involved in Epiphyllum is extremely serious, and may even endanger the safety of the entire city.

In this case, doing nothing is the worst thing. If you want to get the answer, you have to directly contact other players, such as the Jijiu member who was seriously injured and escaped from Epiphyllum.

Relying on their powerful physiology and reaction speed, the two ran quickly against the direction of the dense crowd. Liu Wushao looked at the Fangyuan ball technique in front of him, and asked casually, "Did your bug find anything?"

Li Ang randomly climbed over a railing and straddled the road, "Not yet, they are either in the sphere spell right now, or they haven't shown up yet."

The two ran as fast as parkour athletes, attracting the attention of many passers-by, and even many grassroots officers were approaching them.

However, the two players didn't care at all, and even increased their running speed directly.

Before the grassroots cadres reported the special situation here to their superiors, Li Ang and Liu Wushao had already entered the round ball technique, and the surrounding scene quickly faded to gray and white.

"Their position should be there."

Liu Wulai put down his phone and looked a thousand meters away.

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This is the entrance of a subway station that has been abandoned for many years, and it is located beside a piece of barren grass that has not yet started construction.

Since it has not been used for a long time, its steel structure is full of yellow rust marks, and only a relatively new iron rolling door seals the entrance tightly.

In the also abandoned subway tunnel below the entrance, in the dark and confined space that was supposed to be deserted, hurried footsteps sounded.

This is a young man dressed in ordinary clothes. He is holding a flashlight in one hand and covering his waist and abdomen soaked in blood with the other.

His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his shirt was completely soaked as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He ran slowly along the gray and white subway tunnel, and finally arrived at the abandoned subway station.

"Help, help."

His weak voice echoed in the empty waiting area of ​​the subway station, which was covered with dust and gravel. There was a "puff", and blood spattered from his waist and abdomen, and sprinkled on the rails below.

The young man leaned feebly on the edge of the subway tunnel, and sat down slowly, letting his back be rubbed against the hard wall and damaged.

"I, I'm Wu Mu, a lone wolf player, a bounty hunter in Yin City, with the number 002042 of the Special Affairs Bureau. I have performed three Lv8 missions, and I know Mu Qingcang, the captain of the fifth team of your Mobile Task Force."

The pale young man took out a rectangular metal card like a postcard from the backpack with great effort, and threw it towards the waiting area. However, due to lack of strength, the metal card failed to be thrown onto the waiting platform and landed on the waiting platform. down the subway tracks.

"I am the teammate of [Si Wenbin] who was killed by the [Grudge] before. That companion of the [Grudge] planted eggs on me,

They originally wanted to use me to activate the sphere spell and block the pursuit of the Mobile Task Force, but I escaped with some kind of skill. "

Wu Mu looked at the unresponsive subway station, and said with difficulty: "My title skill is to remember other people's sweat breath by shaking hands.

You have the smell of Mu Qingcang. Presumably, at least one of you had come into contact with Mu Qingcang, shook hands with him, and left his sweat on the palms of your hands before carrying out the mission.

I just followed this taste and found you all the way, and confirmed that you are members of the Special Affairs Bureau and also players of this mission.

uh-"

Blood spewed from Wu Mu's waist and abdomen again. He looked at the empty waiting area, and pressed his waist and abdomen tightly with his trembling palms in pain. Two lines of tears flowed down his face because of the pain and despair. "Please..."

Snapped--

A whip made of ashes whipped from the dark waiting area, wrapped Wu Mu's waist lightly, and dragged him back to the waiting area.

In order for Wu Mu to react, pink shackles had been placed on his hands and feet (exactly the same as the shackles Xun Zian took out before, this is common equipment for mobile task forces, developed and produced by the equipment department),

Around the neck, a heavy chain collar was also put on.

Wu Mu instantly felt that his body was countless times heavier, his chest seemed to be oppressed, and he couldn't breathe freely. He wanted to use skills and equipment but found that his brain was inexplicably sluggish, and he couldn't use skills at will as if he was under an illusion.

Instead of panicking, he breathed a sigh of relief—the two players from the Special Affairs Bureau did not give up on him, a bounty hunter who had cooperated with the Special Affairs Bureau before.

The bright lights lit up in front of Wu Mu's eyes, his palm was directly pulled from his waist, and another person directly tore open the waist and abdomen of his shirt.

"hiss."

The sound of sucking air rang in the waiting station,

Chu Yin, who had learned temporary first aid in the mobile task force, was wearing temporary surgical equipment and looked at Wu Mu's injury with her lips tightly pressed.

Wu Mu's waist and abdomen swelled up strangely and distortedly like a spherical tumor. On the skin in the center of the bulge, there was a clearly visible wound the size of a fingernail.

A steady stream of fresh blood and light yellow thick water are gushing out from the wound, which looks extremely terrifying.

But what is even more frightening is the faint green insect eggs that are constantly wriggling under the wound.

Wu Mu was parasitized.