Doomsday Extinction

"Clang..."

In a daze, Xia Jian vaguely heard someone prying at his door...

"There are thieves..."

This was the first thought in Xia Jian's mind after waking up...

I tried to struggle for a while, but unfortunately my body was a little bit inflexible, but I had no choice but to let out a roar to warn the thief that someone was in the room, but unfortunately my throat was dry, and I didn't see a single sound after opening for a long time. .

At this time, the iron door of the room was pried open, and a tall, thin figure walked in through the door.

In order to protect himself, Xia Jian had to continue to pretend to be stunned - there is no way, who made himself a wounded number to be slaughtered by others, and if a thief is in a hurry and kills him, it would be a real loss.

Xia Jian's current thinking is still stuck in the first second before he fell into a coma. He vaguely remembers that there seemed to be an earthquake, and his computer seemed to be on fire. Then, he was smashed by something and passed out...

Now Xia Jian doesn't know that it's the end of the world, and he is still thinking secretly, in fact, it's no big deal to faint, just like sleeping, squinting, opening, and suddenly It's over, but after that, my head is a little swollen, and my body doesn't quite obey for the time being.

After judging the location of the thief a little, Xia Jian took the opportunity to squinted and glanced at the computer not far away, and felt a pain in his heart for no reason. Can't keep it.

He turned his head and observed the thief for a while...

Seeing his clumsy appearance, Xia Jian secretly worried for him, "Please be professional, get your things and get out of here..."

And what makes Xia Jian speechless is that the thief seems to have a problem with his brain. He doesn't touch the valuable things that are clearly in front of him. Instead, he goes to the packaging bag he put in the corner. If there are any ghosts there, just a few bags Eat leftover expired bread by yourself.

It's a pity that Xia Jian's contempt, the thief has no way of knowing. Now he is finding two pieces of moldy bread for himself.

"Oops……"

Xia Jian suddenly found that the thief was looking at him, and hurriedly closed his eyes...

"Ch... cha..."

The sole of the shoe is on the ground, and the sound is getting closer...

"What are you doing here, why don't you get out of here..."

Xia Jian was secretly anxious, but on the surface he still pretended to be unconscious, but his wish was doomed to fail...

"Tread..."

The thief stood beside Xia Jian's head...

"Damn it, this guy doesn't want to kill people..."

At this moment, Xia Jian suddenly heard a faint sound in his ears. Judging from the sound, it was because the thief pulled something out of his clothes. Following that, Xia Jian noticed that the thief's breathing suddenly increased. ...

"not good……"

Xia Jian was startled and suddenly opened his eyes...

Looking at the tip of the spear that was rapidly expanding in his pupils, in that second, Xia Jian even suspected that he had smelled the breath of death.

The extreme sense of crisis caused his pupils to shrink to the size of needles in an instant. Human beings instinctively resist when faced with death. Under the oppression of the idea of ​​​​survival, they swelled wildly and violently...

"Roar……"

A roar erupted from his throat, Xia Jian's eyes were about to split, his hands suddenly folded together, and at the last 0.01 seconds, he was able to grab the iron spear that was only a millimeter away from his eyes.

"Go to hell..."

The thief suddenly burst into a drink, drew his spear, and stabbed again...

………………

Facing the "Dark Chaser" who suddenly woke up, Zhao Jun's soul flew out of the sky, and the strength of the Dark Chaser could be called a pervert. Zhao Jun knew that in such a narrow and closed environment, his chance of escaping now was infinitely close to zero.

If he wants to live, Zhao Jun has only one choice now - kill him.

As for Xia Jian...

Now this kid is completely stunned, and there is only one thought in his mind - to live.

How to survive?

Xia Jian is naturally not stupid enough to think that he can reason with a thief who intends to kill him, and an earthquake has just happened. If this guy killed himself, as long as he throws it in the garbage, who will know...

If you want to survive, you must kill him...

If Zhao Jun didn't launch a second attack immediately after the first attack failed; if Xia Jian warned or said a word or two to show weakness, things would not develop to the level of life and death.

But there has never been a place in this world if...

From the very beginning, things fell into a dead end, and the final result was also doomed. Only one of the two was destined to survive.

When Zhao Jun once again raised his spear to stab, the small moment of his energy accumulation gave Xia Jian a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity...

I remember when I was very young, Xia Jian already possessed the combat power of an adult.

reason……

With no father or mother, in the end, even the only cheap old man he could rely on was left behind. In such a situation, Xia Jian had to learn to fight for food with those beggars, and he had to learn to deal with those **** in the village who had nothing to do all day.

Once, in order not to be sold as a deformed child to make money~www.wuxiahere.com~ he used his own teeth to bite the trafficker's throat...

"Ding……"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the basement, Xia Jian shook his head and avoided the spear that Zhao Jun had risked his life with.

The next second, Xia Jian pointed his fingers into a knife, and a hand knife slashed towards Zhao Jun's neck.

"Crack..."

Not all human bones are as hard as iron, and our lives are far more fragile than we think. Where Xia Jian's knife fell, Zhao Jun's Adam's apple and esophagus suddenly dented a lot, and at the same time there were broken bones. When it cracked, it made an eerie crisp sound.

"Clang clang..."

Zhao Jun stepped back again and again. The iron spear he was holding tightly in his hand had already rolled onto the floor. He covered his neck with one hand and pointed at Xia Jian with the other. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief...

Xia Jian hit a carp and bounced up violently. He stared at Zhao Jun, and scolded fiercely, "He's next door to Mala, if you steal something, just steal Dingxi. You even want to kill Lao Tzu to silence him, Lao Tzu..."

He lowered his head and looked around on the ground, just in time to see the iron spear, "I killed you..."

Xia Jian picked up the iron spear...

"Cuckoo..."

Zhao Jun looked at Xia Jian in horror, and waved his hands again and again, as if he wanted to say something, but unfortunately he was hit by a knife in Xia Jian's throat, and for a while he couldn't speak at all.

Zhao Jun finally realized that he was wrong. He was wrong from the beginning. He mistakenly regarded Xia Jian as a 'dark chaser'.

"go to hell……"

With a grin, Xia Jian stabbed his spear out...

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