si-mexico Chapter 997 is truly terrifying.
Chapter 997 is truly terrifying.
Although his body was covered in blood and felt sticky and uncomfortable, Qin Zhong had no intention of going into the sea to wash himself.
Firstly, at this moment, the blood on the sea surface is no less than that on his body;
Secondly, if he were to be ambushed and swallowed by a mutated sperm whale while taking a bath, he had no confidence that he could escape on his own.
After all, that sperm whale was unbelievably large, and in Qin Zhong's opinion, it was best to avoid provoking it.
However, Qin Zhong was quite lucky. After flying forward for about several dozen nautical miles, he actually encountered a small island.
So Qin Chong folded his wings and landed on this small island that probably didn't even have a name on the map. He found a puddle and began to wash himself.
The bloodstains on his body were indeed plentiful and thick; as he washed, the entire puddle gradually turned red.
Just as Qin Chong finished washing up and was about to get up, a sense of alarm suddenly arose in his heart. Then, several short men wearing clothes that looked like tree bark rushed out of the bushes.
These short men, holding bows and arrows and rifles, aimed at Qin Zhong and shouted in a strange language that Qin Zhong couldn't understand.
"Island people?"
He smacked his lips at the strange language he had just heard. It sounded somewhat unfamiliar, yet somehow familiar.
After a moment of contemplation, Qin Zhong's expression suddenly froze. He suddenly realized that these short men did not seem to be savages. They seemed to be speaking Japanese. Those people should be Japanese, or you could call them Japanese devils!
As for why Qin Zhong was certain it was in Japanese, it was naturally closely related to his years of watching numerous classic Japanese art films.
There's an old saying that goes, "practice makes perfect." The more you see, the more you'll naturally gain a little understanding of the Japanese language.
Are you Chinese?
Upon hearing Qin Chong speak in Chinese, the short man leading the group, who was carrying a rifle, flashed a vicious glint in his eyes and said in broken Chinese, "Tell me, how did you get here? Where's the boat? If you don't tell me, you're dead!"
"Tell me, where is the ship?"
As if feeling that the intimidation wasn't enough, another man, slightly taller, holding a bow and arrow, aimed at Qin Zhong's head and said in fluent Mandarin, "If you don't talk, we have many ways to make you tell us. However, you'll probably suffer a lot then."
"Are you Chinese?"
Without answering the man with the bow and arrow, Qin Chong frowned and asked, "Why are you, a Chinese, hanging out with those Japanese devils?"
Qin Zhong couldn't understand why, after randomly landing on a deserted island, there would be a few guys living on such a remote little island.
“I am not Chinese. My father is the head of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department of an island nation. The woman who gave birth to me has a lowly bloodline, which is a disgrace to me for the rest of my life!”
Upon hearing Qin Zhong's words, the man with the bow and arrow screamed like a stray dog whose tail had been stepped on, his face turning red with rage.
The next moment, a fierce glint flashed in the man's eyes, and he suddenly released his right hand from the bowstring, shooting the arrow toward Qin Zhong's left leg.
"court death!"
Hearing these people spout off about being Chinese and having lowly bloodlines, a murderous glint flashed in Qin Zhong's eyes. Ignoring the incoming arrows, he took a step to the man with the bow and slapped him across the face.
With a sharp crack, the man with the bow was sent flying by Qin Zhong's blow, spinning twice before crashing to the ground. A large amount of broken teeth and blood gushed from the man's swollen mouth.
……
"Matsushita-kun! Baka!" Seeing the man with the bow being slapped away by Qin Chong, the other Japanese soldiers shouted and launched an attack on Qin Chong.
Instantly, bullets and arrows rained down on Qin Zhong. However, these guys seemed to want to capture Qin Zhong alive, so their targets were still his limbs.
"Damn it, I always feel like punching someone whenever I see Japanese people!"
As a Chinese person, I naturally have a very deep impression of the history between China and the island nation, and I naturally don't have a good impression of these Japanese devils in front of me.
Especially when he saw bullets and arrows coming at him, Qin Chong did not dodge or avoid them, but charged towards the Japanese soldiers.
With a series of soft clanging sounds, countless bullets and arrows, after hitting Qin Zhong's body, were ricocheted off as if they had hit a thick steel plate.
Qin Zhong used the same trick again, slapping each of the Japanese soldiers, sending them spinning and flying to the ground, groaning and moaning.
Just as Qin Chong was about to continue ravaging these Japanese devils from the small island nation, a strange, soft shout suddenly came from behind him.
Then, the pool of water, stained red with bird blood, suddenly boiled, and a short, thin figure leaped out of the pool, wielding two katana, one long and one short, and slashed at Qin Zhong's neck and spine.
"Hmph, ninjutsu? A minor trick!" Although he didn't know when this person had dived into the water, Qin Zhong wasn't worried at all. In the face of absolute strength, all schemes and tricks were in vain.
“Bang, bang!”
With two sharp sounds, Qin Zhong neither dodged nor avoided, letting the short man slash at him with his weapon.
Seeing the weapon easily strike Qin Zhong's neck, spine, and waist, a hint of joy flashed in the skinny, short man's eyes.
However, the metallic clanging sound that followed, along with the powerful recoil from the weapon, turned the dwarf's joy into terror.
You have to understand, his strike could cut through even steel, but it couldn't cause any damage to this Chinese man at all. This... is truly terrifying.
"Zizi!"
What happened next was even more terrifying. Just as the short man was about to retreat and attack again, a series of hissing sounds suddenly came from his arm.
Then, to the horrified look of the short man, his own thin arm turned black and cracked at a visible speed, as if it had been scorched by high temperatures, which was extremely terrifying.
And this is precisely the power of the radiation within Qin Zhong's body!
"roll!"
"Snapped!"
With another slap, Qin Chong sent the short man flying into the air, spinning six or seven times before crashing heavily to the ground.
Qin Chong used far more strength than those ordinary Japanese soldiers against this guy who was either an evolved being or a ninja. With one slap, he almost broke the short man's neck.
Although the short man was lucky enough to survive, he lay there, only able to groan and moan.