Such an old woman looked no less than eighty, though not quite a hundred, as if she had lived from the destruction of the old world until now.

Lived in this city that had long been dead.

Moreover, her eyes were cloudy and her gaze fierce, like a beast, with the most typical characteristics of the "Heartless."

A "Heartless" actually spoke, even if with great difficulty, word by word, it was still speaking!

This was a manifestation of human intelligence!

For a moment, Jiang Baimian felt both panic and fear, but also a strong interest.

One of her ideals was to understand the pathogenesis and transmission rules of "Heartless Disease."

Just then, the old woman wearing a dark woolen hat, a long black woolen dress, and a face full of wrinkles, took two steps forward.

The swaddling clothes in her arms turned a quarter of a circle outward, changing from facing her chest to facing upwards.

Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong, and others subconsciously looked over, using the light of the flashlight to see clearly what was inside the swaddling clothes.

What first came into their eyes was a small, white skull.

Below the skull seemed to be connected to more white bones, but because of the red and blue swaddling clothes, they were only faintly visible.

This was the skeleton of a baby.

The old woman had been holding this skeleton for who knows how many years.

At this moment, Jiang Baimian felt her heart being tightly gripped by a hand called "fear," about to stop beating.

She, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Shang Jianyao stood in place, their faces pale, their bodies stiff, unable to move half a step.

Suddenly, Jiang Baimian saw out of the corner of her eye that Shang Jianyao's expression instantly returned to normal, even becoming very serious.

Shang Jianyao ignored the old woman and looked at Jiang Baimian, asking seriously:

"Why aren't you shooting?"

"Why aren't you shooting?" Jiang Baimian chewed on this sentence, as if grasping something wrong.

In just a second or two, she woke up:

In such a dangerous place, in such a depressing environment, it was impossible for her to distinguish whether the surrounding "Heartless" had any intention of attacking. Once she sensed an electrical signal or saw a figure, she would immediately shoot, eliminating the hidden danger before it could develop.

But just now, she had clearly sensed the electrical signal in advance, saw the old woman's figure, but didn't reflexively raise her hand to shoot, allowing her to take two steps forward.

What did this mean?

Thinking of this, Jiang Baimian was shocked and instantly withdrew her attention from the old woman.

Almost at the same time, she sensed another electrical signal, an electrical signal rapidly approaching her and the others.

And when she looked, there was no one in that place at all.

No longer troubled by fear, Jiang Baimian unhesitatingly raised her right hand holding "Ice Moss" and pulled the trigger in the predicted direction.

With a bang, the strange old woman and terrifying baby skeleton disappeared before Bai Chen and Long Yuehong's eyes, as if they had never appeared.

Under the light of the flashlight, they saw in the depths of the room, several tables were put together, on which lay a woman wearing a red short down jacket.

The woman's black hair was messy and draped down, oily in strands.

Her eyes were cloudy, bloodshot, and her gaze was unusually fierce, as if only bestiality remained.

This was a "Heartless."

Her faded short down jacket was not zipped up, but left open, revealing a high, bulging belly covered with obvious hair.

Her lower body was unclothed, only slightly covered by a tattered quilt.

Her legs were drawn back and apart, posing in a posture that ordinary people would find a bit strange.

Long Yuehong was a little confused about this, but Shang Jianyao, who had attended many gatherings and eaten many sacraments, immediately made a judgment:

The "Heartless" was giving birth.

The "Heartless" also had the instinct to reproduce.

The direction Jiang Baimian's handgun bullet was headed was a man.

He wore a white vest, his skin was bronze, and a small amount of hair was very thick.

On his head, much of his black hair was knotted, on his face, his beard was continuous, and in his eyes, they were equally cloudy and extremely fierce.

The scene the "Old Tune Group" had just seen, the old woman they encountered, was actually an illusion!

Jiang Baimian's shot did not hit the male "Heartless." He seemed to sense the danger in advance, pushed off with his feet, and jumped up.

Bang, bang, bang, Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen reacted, simultaneously raised their guns, and pulled the trigger.

The male "Heartless" took the lead by a second, stepped on the corridor wall with one foot, forcibly changed his position.

He rebounded upwards, grabbed the edge of a hole in the ceiling, and with a pull of his arms, threw his body in.

Bang, bang, bang! Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian did not stop, continuously firing upwards.

But the "Heartless" was always able to make the right reaction in advance, as if he had some kind of wonderful premonition.

Although Long Yuehong next to them was indeed a little slow to react, he didn't do nothing afterwards. He held his assault rifle, monitoring the female "Heartless" in the room with high tension, preventing her from launching an attack.

He didn't shoot because he could now see that she seemed to be giving birth.

At this moment, Bai Chen, whose eyes flickered slightly, suddenly turned around and aimed her gun at the pregnant female "Heartless" in the room.

She was as calm as ever, and there was no expression of pity on her face.

The next second, the corresponding ceiling in the room suddenly fell, smashing towards Bai Chen's head.

The male "Heartless" in the white vest followed closely behind, leaping down and pouncing on the female "Heartless" on those tables.

His latissimus dorsi expanded and bulged, extending upwards, like a butterfly with its wings fully spread, almost tearing the restraints of the vest.

Bai Chen, on the other hand, seemed to have expected it, and had already rolled to the side before the ceiling fell.

Jiang Baimian understood Bai Chen's thoughts when she turned to the room. At this moment, without wasting the opportunity, she flicked her hand and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, a golden bullet flew a short distance and hit the male "Heartless" in the lower part of his left shoulder.

The opponent bent his back in time to avoid the location of his heart.

And the wound torn by the bullet was not as large as Jiang Baimian had expected. That superhuman muscle seemed to effectively limit and reduce the damage.

Having experienced many battles, Jiang Baimian didn't let surprise affect her and fired another shot in quick succession.

This time, the bullet hit the back of the male "Heartless"'s thigh, and bright red blood splattered out.

With a thud, the male "Heartless" fell down.

The female "Heartless" on the crude "wooden bed" struggled to look over and let out a sharp wail.

In the wail, Jiang Baimian saw the male "Heartless" collapse rapidly, turning into a pool of wriggling flesh.

This flesh exuded an unimaginable aura of terror, causing Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen's legs to tremble, weak and powerless, unable to support themselves any longer.

They knelt down quickly and slowly, shrinking their bodies tightly, unable to make any other reaction.

During this process, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Bai Chen worked extremely hard to resist the sense of terror that could defeat all humans, but only slowed down the speed of bending over.

This made them feel an uncontrollable sense of despair.

Just then, Shang Jianyao's mind twitched, and he jumped up uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, he sat down cross-legged, his expression exceptionally serious, as if he were pondering some philosophical question.

Jiang Baimian's heart moved, and she asked with difficulty:

"What, are, you, thinking?"

Shang Jianyao nodded lightly and replied seriously:

"I'm thinking, why in the illusion, I don't think Qiao Chu is so attractive."

ps: Asking for recommendation tickets~