C5 Festering Skin!

When everyone saw my expression and realized that I had lost my life, the timid girls started screaming one after another. Everyone else was also dumbfounded. Only I, Manager Qian and Zhang Yang were still relatively calm.

I turned the driver over and saw the wound on his back. The wound was on the left side of the back and showed irregular lacerations. It did not look like a bite mark from an animal, but more like a claw or hand wound. He forcibly grabbed the clothes the driver was wearing and ripped off a large part of it. The piece of flesh was badly mutilated and had a lot of grass and soil stuck to it. The girls immediately ran to the side to vomit.

"What beast is there on this mountain?" Manager Qian asked the tour guide behind me.

"Impossible, I've been on this tourist route for two years already, it's very safe here."

"Then his wound was caused by scratching himself?" Manager Qian asked. Everyone fell silent. At this point, my instincts, developed over the years, told me that I was in danger.

Unlike a woman's innate emotional intuition, a soldier's instinct was to discover danger.

For example, many women are able to intuitively find out which one of their pursuers really loves them, or some wives are able to intuitively find out that their husband is having an affair. Some veterans could sense an ambush ahead, or an enemy in the woods.

Now, my instincts tell me that there are dangerous things in the woods. All the bird calls had disappeared, and the forest was frighteningly quiet. There was an invisible pressure in the air, like a big hand pressing on my chest, making me feel stuffy.

When the Manager Qian saw that the driver was attacked and my expression was not right, he did not waste his breath. He searched for a long time in the toolbox on the bus, then took out a crowbar and a big spanner and said, "Come, let's go take a look."

Taking the crowbar, I hefted it. It was made of solid steel, with a sharp point at the front. It could be jabbed or smashed. I turned around and said to the others, "Everyone get in the car. Let's go check it out."

"Yes... will not... Too dangerous, or … "In the car," Annie, who usually spoke very quickly, couldn't even speak very quickly. She seemed to be quite frightened.

"It's okay, someone has to call for help. Don't worry, don't worry, these monkeys are skinny and dry. Back in our company, they were the heroes that killed the enemy. When the enemy encountered him, they would always take a detour. In the past, he even killed several wolves in the forest. " Manager Qian started to make fun of me again, the boasting caused everyone to gasp for breath as surprised sounds came out.

"F * ck your grandpa, you've even killed a dog!" I said as I took my crowbar and started walking up the slope. The slope climbed up in a few minutes, and then there was a forest in front of them. The area was not big, but the trees were very dense.

As soon as I got on, I noticed that the driver's cell phone was lying on the floor, but it had already been turned into a piece.

There were many messy footprints on the ground, and the grass was trampled into a mess. It seemed that the driver was planning to make a phone call here. Something had injured him and smashed his cell phone. This was because the ground on the hillside was very soft and the cell phone definitely wasn't broken.

He gestured to Manager Qian for him to call the police. I stood between him and the woods with the crowbar in my hand. The Manager Qian had just pressed the dial.

Just then, he heard someone rushing out from the forest, that person was flying straight for Manager Qian, his speed was astonishing. By the time I realized what was happening, he was already at my side. I didn't have time to do anything else.

There was a "dong" sound as if he had stabbed into a rock. After this 100% staff strike, even a rhinoceros would let out a few cries of pain. However, the thing that was hit didn't have any reaction. It only moved to the side a few steps and let out a series of roars towards me.

Only then did I realize that the person in front of me was not right. It was this thing.

His hair was thin and yellow, and there was no flesh on his face to show the size of his eyes. He was wearing a tattered canvas suit. The scariest part was that its exposed skin and the metal on its head were all glowing with a silvery white light. The beasts' faces were full of expressions only when they saw food. Their teeth were constantly grinding, and they were eagerly preparing to pounce at their prey.

More importantly, its right hand and the corner of its mouth were covered in blood, and its bared fangs were even hung with filaments of meat. It seems that it was the driver who was attacked by it just now. After chewing the piece of meat on the spot, upon realising this fact, my throat couldn't help but start to itch, as though I was about to vomit … Manager Qian didn't bother to make any calls as he stood beside me with Banshou to observe the item.

"Grandson, I don't care if you've put on makeup or if you're insane. I'll smash your head if you dare come over!" Manager Qian raised the large wrench in his hand.

However, it seemed as if it didn't understand what the Manager Qian was saying at all, and mistakenly thought that the Manager Qian was going to attack it.

Although the Manager Qian s have low battle strength even in our scouting party, they can only bully the people from the cookhouse. However, he didn't care about the three or five ordinary guys at all, and Manager Qian also saw that the thing that got hit by me was fine, so he used 100% of his strength to meet it head on.

"Gong", with a sound of metal clashing, Banshou was actually bent and the Manager Qian was sent flying a few meters away. The creature's face was slapped to the side, as if it had just been slapped. Then, it slowly turned back.

What kind of monster was this? Suddenly the thing seemed to bring up something in my memory. But right now, there was no way for it to think about it further, because it was heading towards the Manager Qian again.

I bent down and hit him on the shin, a place where nerves were thick and fragile. Under normal circumstances, a person would not even be able to stand up from the pain of being kicked, much less be ruthlessly hit by an iron rod. But this time, I was wrong. When it saw me move, it stopped and raised its leg to kick me with the crowbar!