Li Qing failed to hear the sound of a grenade hitting the ground as he expected.

At the same time, the mixed smell of metal and gunpowder was getting closer and closer to him, as if it was about to hit him tightly in the next second.

“What’s the situation?”

Li Qing subconsciously felt something was wrong.

So he struggled to turn the heavy and stiff pig's head and looked behind him with his current pair of highly myopic eyes:

I saw a small vague black shadow completing a right-angle turn of nearly 90 degrees in the air in a strange posture, and then it rushed straight from behind towards Li Qing's body.

"This 'sexy grenade'?!"

Looking at the black shadow that could automatically track, Li Qing's pig face, covered with white hair, suddenly became extremely stiff.

He hurriedly exerted his strength and tried his best to speed up and escape.

The grenade was like a nightmare that could never be escaped. The faster Li Qing escaped, the faster it flew.

Finally, after a brief flight, the grenade quickly pounced in front of Li Qing and gently hit his left front leg.

boom!

The delayed fuse detonates the explosives, and the grenade explodes with a flame.

The spark bloomed in Li Qing's place close to him, and the high-pressure air wave released actually shook his current 300-pound body in one fell swoop.

Fortunately, after he became a pig, his other attributes were greatly weakened, but in terms of "armor", he was strengthened.

The fat body became the perfect buffer zone for bearing the impact of the explosion, and the thick pigskin and hard ribs became the best shield to block metal fragments.

Li Qing only lost about 20% of his health after being blown to the ground from close range by a grenade.

"It's okay"

"Sure enough, the supervisor's ability only changed his body, and he could even continue to use the 'stand-in ability'."

Looking at Li Qing's body "unscathed" and the blood strip that always floated above Li Qing's head, Thomas' expression became increasingly nervous.

He now wears orange transparent eyepieces on his head, solid body armor, a double-barrel shotgun in his hand, a row of 12-digit thick shotguns hanging around his waist, and three unused time-delay grenades.

And Li Qing was just a pig worth three hundred kilograms.

No matter how you look at it, Thomas is the hunter now, while Li Qing is the pig trick at slaughter.

But Thomas was nervous.

Although he has a stand-in ability that is very suitable for combat, he is indeed not good at fighting and is unwilling to fight.

If it weren't forcing the supervisor, he wouldn't want to take the risk of going into battle and fight a battle that doesn't belong to him.

Because he was not a gangster, but an honest and clean white-collar worker.

At the beginning, he was completely foolishly confused by the so-called high salary and high treatment in the job advertisement, so that he was disguised as a serious mafia, who actually ate people and did not spit bones, half coaxed and half deceived to this pig farm, acting as a technical staff member who maintained the intranet of the Passion organization and managed the organization's intelligence.

If Thomas hadn't awakened his substitute ability by chance and obtained the status of a formal member, his situation would have been a hundred times worse than he is now.

Because in this pig farm, as ordinary technicians, they are completely slaves:

The working environment is extremely harsh, no sunlight is seen for 24 hours, overtime work 365 days indefinitely, no holidays or rest, no contact with the outside world for confidentiality, and no access to the pig farm is allowed.

If anyone has any objection, the supervisor will personally send him into the pigpen.

"Damn it"

"It would have been great if I hadn't been deceived."

On the front line of war, Thomas was even distracted and thought of other places.

"Why are you standing there? You're fighting now!"

The supervisor's extremely angry roar came out of the wireless headphones.

After only a second of stunned silence, his boss's murderous warning reached his ears: "Thomas"

"Please cheer me up, do you know, piggy!"

"The mistresses I sent out could only barely delay Bugalati and others' pace. If you let Li Qing successfully meet with his companions, you will know the consequences."

Although the supervisor himself was still hiding in the secret computer room, a thin layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed out of Thomas' forehead when he heard the sound.

This pig farm is the substitute for the supervisor.

There are special surveillance cameras everywhere inside, and the surveillance image is directly connected to the supervisor's thoughts. Everything that happens in the pig farm cannot escape the supervisor's eyes.

And Thomas's "swimming" performance just now was naturally seen by the supervisor.

This is a very dangerous thing.

I was found to be lazy in this pig farm. The deduction is not for wages, but for the qualifications for human survival.

"I see."

Once again, he habitually endured the humiliation of being called like a pig or a dog.

"I will definitely be very obedient."

Thomas gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

As he said that, he quickly raised the shotgun in his hand and pulled the trigger at Li Qing, who had just stood up from the aftermath of the explosion.

Bang!

A thunderous tremor came from the muzzle.

Li Qing's pig ears couldn't help but tremble.

He heard the gunshot and flashed to the side in panic as soon as possible.

But this has no effect.

The two No. 12 shotguns fired from the two thick barrels scattered a total of 16 metal projectiles. They were like the previous grenades, and they also attacked Li Qing quickly like automatic tracking missiles.

Compared with grenades, their speed is more than a hundred times faster.

It was impossible to be avoided. These 16 small projectiles quickly drew simple arcs in the air, and in the next moment they hit Li Qing's left front leg joint.

Li Qing's blood volume suddenly dropped sharply again.

Although he would not be injured, the huge kinetic energy carried by these metal projectiles bombarded the legs without reservation, and at that moment he still staggered like a lame chair.

"Damn it!"

Li Qing's heart was pounding.

After realizing that the enemy's bullets and grenades were both "pointing attacks", he suddenly felt extremely immense, although he was indeed extremely immense now.

what to do?

He is unable to use his skills now, and his physical fitness has deteriorated to the same level as that of a pig.

The double-barrel shotgun used by the enemy has a powerful retreat effect. Without displacement skills, it only depends on four hooves. Li Qing could not approach his body and fight back.

And if he chooses to escape, he will definitely not be able to escape the grenades and bullets that automatically track.

This is a dead end

"There is no such thing as a death in the world!"

In the midst of this flash of lightning, Li Qing's turbid eyes suddenly aroused the will to survive.

He thought of the pig he saw in his hometown in the countryside when he was a child.

A pig can burst out in speed when facing a butcher knife. As a person standing at the top of the food chain, he cannot lose to a pig who has been kept in captivity for a lifetime in his desire to survive.

"Calm down, think, start analyzing from the bottom of the spectrum"

"What mechanism and how does the enemy's automatic tracking ability be achieved?"

"How did he target me, through thoughts, sounds, breaths, or other factors?"

Li Qing was constantly thinking.

There were countless question marks in his mind, and he was also making decisions and judgments quickly.

So, while the enemy was loading bullets for the pair of hunting rifles, he used all his strength as if he was instinctively and rolled over to the cement low wall on one side of the aisle.

It is similar to an ordinary large pig farm. There are two wide aisles inside the pig farm that run through the north and south, and rectangular pigpens are arranged regularly on both sides of the aisles.

These cement short walls that form pigpens can act as bunkers during gun battles.

Of course, the cover could not block the bullets that would turn, but what Li Qing wanted to block now was not the bullets, but the enemy's sight.

really

After Li Qing hid in the low cement wall, gunfire did not sound again, and grenades were not thrown over again.

What came was the sound of the enemy's footsteps.

It is obvious that the enemy is adjusting the position and adjusting to a place where prey can be seen.

"As expected"

Li Qing instantly got the information he wanted: "The enemy is relying on vision to lock in the target."

He carefully sniffed the turbulent and complex odor in the air, and used these complex olfactory information to restore the spatial distribution of the entire pig farm:

"As long as he can't see me, the problem will be solved."

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