Plague Doctor

Is that Tan Kim Myung?

Or the clones of Tan Kin Minh, or the xenobiotics?

Gu Jun looked at the figure of the short and fat man. It felt different. Even though he and Tan Jin Ming Soo had not met each other, he saw only this gentle and moderate man from the photos and images. There were also some illusion fragments: Tan Jin Ming's right hand strangled his neck uncontrollably...

The illusion gave him the feeling that Tan Jinming was dead.

At the same time, Yuchi, Lu Xianning and others also recognized who the figure was, and they remembered all the suspects in the unusual murder cases before they left.

The ancestors outside couldn't find it. It was here, so all the other missing suspects were here.

But how did they get here silently before the dark fog formed? via another channel across space?

“It's Tan Kim Ming. Was that the voice he was saying?” Lu Xianning muffled, “I should have hit him just now, why is he all right...”

“I don't think that voice is Tan Jinming...” Gu Jun said, but I'm not entirely sure. I just know it's not that simple.

Tan Jinming walked step by step from the mist, his footsteps were smooth, his face was calm, and it didn't look like he had been shot.

There were no weapons in his hands, so no one was anxious to take action.

Deng Xiai Mai and Peacock and Mo Qing continued to try to pull Gu Jun out of the mud swamp, Lu Xianning shouted: “Tan Jinming, stop!” They didn't expect Tan Kim Ming to stop listening, they just didn't expect Tan Kim Ming to move on.

He walked to the mud swamp and followed a slightly crawling clone, a Dunxie Mae, reaching out and grabbing her neck with his right hand and lifting it.

That Deng Xiai Mai is close to fainting, but the desire for business still makes him struggle, slightly convulsed...

Even if it wasn't really an individual, people couldn't bear to see such a massacre.

“I'll try the gun again.” Shinning pulled the trigger on her finger and the automatic rifle thumped. This time she had a good aim and a good hand. The bullet did hit Tan Kim Ming in the right shoulder, and the normal body was struck like this, no matter how strong the person was, it was impossible to keep moving.

Tan Kim Ming's right shoulder splattered with blood and was badly wounded.

However, he did not let go and could still strangle Deng Xiaomai's throat, strangling harder and sounding like a broken bone.

And after his right shoulder was splashed with blood, black liquid poured out of the flesh and broken, and he regenerated between his eyes.

In this situation, let Gu Jun's eyes solidify, make everyone's heart sink a little more. Tan Jinming's body has obviously alienated...

That seems to be the kind of regenerative capacity that has black goat pups, healing regeneration like earthworms.

That person, Tan Jinming, can no longer be physically or mentally.

“Joon, should I hit him in the head?” Xianning asked quickly.

“You can try…” said Gu Jun, thinking, “but it shouldn't make a difference. ”

Shinning immediately fired, again banging, and accurately hit, Tan Jinming's head almost exploded.

But the strange scene just now appeared again, and Tan Jinming's head was repaired by the flow of black liquid, as just now.

And Deng Ximai's head was suddenly torn apart by his alien hand, and his blood sprayed like a pillar.

“Don't you understand?” Suddenly, the man spoke, and the voice was the voice of Tan Kim Ming, but the voice was even more gloomy, "here you can't kill me, here, where my mother gave birth to me. Even if you blow me up into powder, I can recover. ”

“Try it...” Shinning waved a gesture, shooting at Tan Kim Ming continuously with Grant Bell and Uncle Egg.

Bang bang, after a series of dense gunshots, Tan Jinming's whole body became blurred, his face ruptured several large blood holes, his chest revealed Sen's ribs, some intestines fell out in his abdomen, and his right calf was completely smashed by bullets.

They've faced so many evil followers, so many different lives, such a body could only be a corpse.

However, Tan Jinming's body did not even tremble, while the black fluid repaired the tissue all over his body, he walked next to another Deng Xie Mai Clone body, grabbed her with his right hand, severely choked her throat, and threw it into the muddy swamp next to her, “useless stuff. ”

The corpse of Dunxie Rose fell in the mud and sank like garbage.

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“That's not you.” Gu Jun said to her, "I'm sure. ”

“I know, it's just this simple cruelty that shouldn't exist...”

Deng Xie Mai's words are also the source of everyone's anger. Tan Jinming's face has been repaired, and his slightly fat face does not care.

Gu Jun also had an unspeakable emotion in his heart, looking at Tan Jinming, the fog, those strange tentacles that seemed to dissipate but lurked somewhere - actually reminded him of Lin Mirror, in the illusion at the time, Lin Mirror's missing upper limb shoulders, stretched out countless tentacles...

Negative Choice of Life Club, Lin Mirror, Books-Langton...

Earlier, he had heard Chi et al. say some new things known. Negative choices of life would originate in the alien world. Dead skinned people were associated with it. The congenital total rib deficiency patient, who called himself Brooks-Langton, did not know if it had anything to do with Lerore-Langton...

If these Tan Kim Minh people can regenerate even if there is only one drop of black liquid here, then guns and even spells against them cannot be solved.

There must be another confrontational angle going on, though they don't know it.

Otherwise, they don't have to do so much, come up and kill them all, or it's over.

Negative choice of life, what exactly is the purpose... to take the mind...

What kind of ideas do these people have...

“Tan Kim Ming.” Gu Jun shouted, "I can only respond now. I also looked around Yuchi and Uncle Egg." I think I can't call you "Fat Ming" anymore. Fat Ming is dead, isn't Tan Kim Ming dead? You are a Theseus ship that has replaced all the boards. ”

“If you follow your logic.” Before the fog in the north, Tan Jinming said, "Then you can call me fat, but I don't like it. ”

That fat face pulled up a bit of a laugh.

“Fat Ming doesn't like it either, but he won't say it, nobody listens, nobody cares. He's gonna think," Bear with it, forget it, it doesn't matter, he's just a little guy. "

I'm different, I don't like it, I'll say, I'll, fight. ”