Chapter 11 Red with Horns
Lu Mingfei's heart, which had been jumping all over the place, returned to his chest, and he almost went crazy. He made up his mind and took action, but who could have thought that the monster could be so tough? The Desert Eagle was right on his face! It was right on his face! Could it ricochet? This was a Desert Eagle! Desert Eagle!
Although the scales on Deadpool's head seemed to have been blown away by the second shot, and he was roaring angrily because of the severe pain, it still could not change the fact that the first bullet ricocheted.

Lying in the ruins, Lu Mingfei's heart sank as he recalled the bullet that had awakened his second thoughts. He was not here because he ran very fast, but simply because he missed a step in panic and rolled here.

Even the way he ran away was so unique, and it made Lu Mingfei's heart so cold that it was filled with countless holes.

I was wrong, Sanguang, please come and save me. The burning passion was extinguished in an instant, and Lu Mingfei just wanted to stay alive. The angry howl of the deadpool continued, and more deadpools were attracted by the gunshots. Even if Lu Mingfei's second-year heart was rekindled now, he didn't have the courage to rush out and fire the third shot.

However, sometimes people will not change their luck after they are unlucky, but will only become more unlucky.

Lu Mingfei seemed to have heard something. Before he could stand up, the words in his sight jumped out, "Hellhound, Attack, 150; Defense, 150; Agility, 200. A subspecies of dragon artificially created in a laboratory in the Far North. Its performance as a biological weapon is perfect. On the battlefield, you only need to send it to the enemy's base and wait to receive it the next day... If you can endure the hell in there. Danger level, C."

I @#￥%... Lu Mingfei had a bunch of gibberish in his mind wanting to curse this broken plan. Even people who make games know about numerical balance. He was thinking about life in front of Deadpool whose three dimensions were 100 one second ago, and the next second he ran into an elite monster whose three dimensions exceeded 100 and even had double the attributes!
If that crappy plan wants his life, just say it directly, there's no need to go around in circles!
In a corner of the ruins, a black and white head was raised. It was a Siberian Husky, or the so-called Husky. Don't think it's silly just because of the name. Before these guys degenerate into stupid pets, they can be selected as working dogs for military dogs.

Think about it, how could a mastiff that can run for hours in temperatures of more than ten degrees below zero, dragging a sled and cargo that is several times its own weight, be a stupid creature that only does stupid things and causes trouble?

Most people complain that Huskies only do stupid things because they are the type that will either tire you out if you don't tire them out. This is enough to show how energetic they are.

This hellhound, which could barely be identified as a husky, had a completely different body shape from its peers. Like the deadpools outside, its fur was replaced by metallic scales, and only some black and white hair remained on its head, allowing Lu Mingfei to recognize its breed.

As described in the introduction, it was a perfect biological weapon. If it weren't for the reminder of the broken plan, Lu Mingfei would have waited until this thing touched him before he realized it was coming. The exposed hellhound no longer chose to hide, but jumped onto a high ruin, staring at Lu Mingfei with a pair of golden animal eyes.

Unlike the Deadpool outside whose IQ is touching, it has extremely high combat skills and intelligence. Even when it finds prey, it does not howl, and it is obvious that it wants to keep the prey for itself.

At the critical moment, Lu Mingfei's thoughts began to run wild again. He really wanted to say that he was also called the Husky among humans before. Could you please forgive him this time because everyone is so stupid?
But in fact, it was the hellhound's inner voice that it could not understand, and its two paws were forward, as if it was preparing to pounce.

Lu Mingfei raised his gun quietly, unable to tell what he felt, but the haughty look of the hellhound made him very unhappy. Just like before, he felt like he was going crazy again, how dare the dog stand higher than him!
But this time, his madness seemed a little different.

The heartbeat slowly slowed down, and Lu Mingfei, who had inexplicably calmed down, could see the hellhound taking off. And after it jumped, the metal plate on its chest that looked like a man-made thing.

The hellhound's agility was 200, which was almost four times faster than him who was disabled in sports. Lu Mingfei felt that he should not be able to see it with his reaction time, but he saw every move of the hellhound clearly and felt that he could interrupt it with a casual shot, and even had enough time to check the condition of the gun.

After a gunshot, the hellhound with a torn chest fell into the ruins, fluttering around for a moment before falling silent. The warm blood fell on Lu Mingfei's face, causing a slight burning sensation, causing him to respond as he was staring at the gun in a trance.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see his eyes turn golden on the reflective gun. ...

Lu Mingfei ran away again. He couldn't imagine how many deadpools were attracted by the three consecutive gunshots. Hiding in an abandoned building, he looked at his eyes in the broken glass and was relieved when he was sure that they were normal.

The superhuman reaction ability and speed just now disappeared. If the gun barrel had not been still slightly warm, he would not have believed that he had killed the hellhound.

When he first faced the Deadpool, he made a mistake. It is common sense that the brain is the weak point of most creatures, but the skull that protects the brain is the hardest bone in the body after the teeth. Everyone wants to shoot in the head, but when there is a layer of scales harder than iron outside the ridiculously hard skull, shooting in the head will only waste time.

The defense of Cerberus is even better than that of Deadpool, and the piece of steel on its chest that looks like an iron plate but is not that hard seems to be saying, "Hit here!" Combined with the biological weapon mentioned in the introduction, this is probably the execution window that the creator of Cerberus uses to execute Cerberus when it gets out of control.

So Lu Mingfei fired. Even now he still felt something was unreal, or rather, he hadn't felt anything was real since he entered this ghost place. Only the dried blood on his face reminded him that this was all real.

Lu Mingfei calmed down again, thinking back to the inexplicable reaction speed just now. Although it was already very strange, he still felt that the existence of this outrageous learning copy was a bit strange.

Unlike Mingfeng's simple and honest Amei, guns are indeed unfamiliar to the Chinese people. When Lu Mingfei first touched a gun, he showed a talent that impressed the instructors. In short, this thing should be something he can learn by himself without any instruction, and he can get started automatically as soon as he touches it.

The two shots just now hitting the target also confirmed this point... although one was close to the face and the other was a sliding tackle.

He always felt that the purpose of that crappy plan was not just to let him practice shooting, and the strange feeling just now deepened his guess. Then, another problem arose.

If that crappy plan was really to make him feel that weird feeling, then he could feel it just now, but how could he master the vague feeling he felt? If it were Lu Mingfei himself, he would probably find something more powerful, more troublesome, and more terrifying.

Then Lu Mingfei suddenly found that the surroundings that were previously filled with the howling of Deadpool had inexplicably become quiet. He quietly touched the window, carefully looked down, and then he was stunned.

The deadpools that were wandering around earlier had disappeared without a trace, and only one figure was wandering on the empty street. It had a more severely altered appearance than the other deadpools, with its hairless head and even two faint horns growing out of it.

A line of red words appeared in the sight, "Elite Deadpool, Attack, 300; Defense, 300; Agility, 300. Deadpool with moderate dragon blood contamination, as sharp and cunning as a beast, with physical fitness beyond the scope of humans, approaching dragons. Danger level, B."

(End of this chapter)