Chapter 8

[Fishing......]

[Successful Fishing!Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Special Tang Knife +1!]

"Very good! The matching weapon of the double knife flow is now complete!" Chen Ming smiled with a smile.

I have to admit that he has always liked the design of Tang Hengdao since a long time ago.

After getting my hands on it just now, I felt that this weapon was not only handsome, but also very valuable!

【Fishing......】【Fishing Success】【Successful Fishing!Congratulations to the Host for Obtaining a Pair of Leather Boxing Gloves!

】【Successful Fishing!Congratulations to the Host for Obtaining Grenade Bullet

+1!】【Successful Fishing!Congratulations to the Host for Obtaining Molotov Cocktail

+1!】【Successful Fishing!Congratulations to the Host for Obtaining +1 High Strategy Electric Batons

!】【Successful Fishing!Congratulations to the Host for Obtaining Anti-Wolf Spray +1!】......

Chen Ming took a breath and brushed wildly for two hours, but he didn't even see the shadow of his skills.

He couldn't remember how many times he clicked [Start Fishing],

but he knew that his fingers kept in the same position, repeating an action, and he began to become numb and sluggish.

"Hu ......" spit out a rough breath, just as the phone reminds that the battery is less than 10%, first put it aside and connect it to the charger to let it replenish some energy.

By the way, also relax your body, and your eyes.

Staring at the screen all the time, Chen Ming felt a little eye strain.

Take an apple out of the infinite storage space, wipe it with paper, and eat it in a big bite.

The taste is hard, slightly sour, sweet, and very crisp.

"Ahh

Feeling a little sleepy, I casually unzipped a multi-purpose pillow, and with a shake, it turned into a quilt and covered my body.

Close your eyes, blindly grab the remote control on the coffee table, and turn off the TV.

Going to bed early and waking up early is in good health, and you can devote more energy to fishing.

Besides, it's not early, it's ten o'clock in the evening.

And at the same time.

Hawks, in a prison.

A felon named Charles was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up from his sleep by a prison guard knocking on the cell door with a baton.

"Please, I'm going to be executed tomorrow, can you let me get a good night's sleep?" Charles said unhappily.

"I have a game for you to play, as long as you do what I say, maybe I can consider giving you a chocolate doughnut before you die. The prison guard took out his phone and said to Charles.

"Game?" Charles' brow furrowed slightly, he really wanted to eat the doughnut, but he always felt that the other party would not be happy.

"Don't worry, it's just a simple little game. The prison guard took out his mobile phone and pointed to the fishing on the screen.

Charles was skeptical and took the phone.

Anyway, he will be executed by lethal injection tomorrow, and he is not worried about being tricked by the prison guards.

felt that if he didn't cooperate with him, the end would be even worse, so he chose to accept his fate.

Click on the English version of Wanjie Fishing and follow the process to register.

After seeing the relevant instructions, Charles smiled and felt that this was a trick to deceive children.

"So, what do you need me to do?" he asked the prison guard.

"You just need to click start. The prison guard said with a smile.

He has already earned 3,000 dollars by playing this game for prisoners today.

Thinking that Charles will be executed tomorrow anyway, it is better to squeeze his value for the last time before he dies.

Hearing this, Charles lowered his head and returned his gaze to his phone.

Finger click [Start Fishing

] [Fishing in progress......

] [Successful Fishing!Congratulations on getting Zombie Virus +1!]

'Zombie Virus?'

Charles has seen similar movies and knows what these four words mean.

"Click on the backpack, then select what you caught, withdraw it, and give it to me, that's all!" the guard urged, his eyes full of greed.

"Good. Charles seriously suspected that the prison guards had nothing to do because of insomnia, and deliberately ran to entertain themselves.

To avoid being beaten, Charles chose to do as the prison guards said.

Find the word backpack in the upper right corner, click on it, find the tube of blood-red zombie virus that has been filled into the syringe, and confirm the extraction.

Immediately, I felt something more in my hand, and turned my head to see that it was exactly the same as the red needle shown by the mini icon.

"......" Charles Mu froze in place, his face full of confusion, puzzled how this thing appeared in his hands.

"A needle?" The prison guard looked at the things that Charles had withdrawn, thinking it was just an ordinary potion, and said unhappily: "Useless things, return the phone to me, and wait for death honestly!" "

So, what about my doughnuts?" Charles asked without returning the phone immediately.

"I just said to consider, but I didn't say that I would definitely give it to you, besides, have you created value for me? Do you still want to eat doughnuts? Heh, I can for you to eat!" said the prison guard.

These words completely angered Charles.

As an outlaw, he directly threw away his mobile phone and grabbed the prison guard's neck.

It doesn't matter if the zombie virus is real or not, I just want to give this guy who has gone back on his word right away, a little lesson, and a look.

"Ahh

The tall body of 1.89 meters made it difficult for him to resist.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a zombie virus. Charles said with a smile.

"Wait! You said zombie virus! Did that game tell you? No! you can't do that!" the guard shouted, waking up many of the sleeping prisoners.

"No, I can. Seeing that the prison guard was so flustered, Charles was even more proud, pressed his thumb, and injected the blood-red zombie virus stock solution into the prison guard's body.

Then let go of your hand.

"Uh!" followed by the prison guard, kneeling on the ground, his body twisting wildly, his bones clattering.

This picture is familiar.

"Wait!Is this really ......" Turning his head to look at the needle in his hand that had already been emptied, Charles looked frightened, "Zombie virus?"

realized that something was wrong and quickly threw it away.

Seeing that there was no more reaction from the prison guards.

and the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the iron staircase.

Charles quickly came to his senses, turned off the phone, and hid it in his pillow.

I always feel that the so-called game may be able to change his life!

Therefore, he must leave this mobile phone, which is equivalent to the key.

"Hey, Basham, what's wrong with you?" asked a fellow prison guard.

But no matter how much he shouted, to no avail, the man was still lying on the ground, unresponsive, as if he were dead.

Another prison guard pulled out the pistol he wore on his waist, held it in both hands, pointed it at Charles, and asked, "Say, what did you do to him!"

Charles expertly raised his hands to the muzzle of the gun.

I'm just about to say the reason I made up.

Seeing that Basham, who was supposed to die, suddenly jumped up, threw the prison guard colleague who cared about him to the ground, and bit him on the neck fiercely.

Tearing

off a large piece of flesh, blood spurted out half a meter away like a pillar.

"Ahh

Basham hugged him tightly, and the nails of his ten fingers sank deep into the flesh of his fellow prison guards.

It feels like you're being held against a knife.

After gulping down the piece of neck meat, he took another bite.

This time, it was even deeper! The

colleague was speechless because his trachea and veins were bitten and destroyed by Basham.

His body trembled wildly, blood gushing out of his mouth and wounds.

sprayed the prison guard next to him in the face.

"Basham, stop, what the hell are you ......"

Before the words fell, Basham raised his head, his bloody face and eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of white fog, which frightened the prison guard, and he sat on the ground.

"Uhh

The prison guard subconsciously raised the gun in his hand, aimed it at Basham, and pulled the trigger.

A

gunshot rang out, and a bullet hit Basham in the chest.

Just when the prison guards thought that they could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Uhh

This time, the prison guard didn't have time to pull the trigger, and the pistol was knocked off.

He was brutally suppressed by Basham to the ground.

"Don't! Don't come here!" Seeing Basham bite at him with his mouth wide open, the prison guard quickly raised his hands and pressed them against his chin.

"Uhh

The prison guard riveted all his strength, did not dare to relax at all, and kept shouting, "Come on, save me, save me!"

"Uhh......h

But after that, Basham gave up attacking him.

Instead, he turned his attention to Charles behind the cell door.

Just when the prison guards thought that they were safe, they only felt that their bodies seemed to be a little ...... Something isn't quite right!