Chu Cheng, who opened the lid of the box, was stunned.
Just this twisting and twisting thing, in Han's mouth, he felt like a vibrating egg could really go down his mouth?
But the waiter acted as if it was perfectly normal. She went back behind the counter as if nothing had happened, and prepared the two cups of milk tea that Chu Cheng ordered with her colleagues next to her.
She is now placing a shaker under the spigot of the thermos and turning on the spigot.
Chu Cheng clearly saw that what fell into the transparent snow pot along the faucet was neither tea nor water, but a liquid as viscous as the tentacle, like a mixture of blood and ink.
The thing fell into the pot and condensed into a lump of paste, and Chu Cheng could smell the **** stench from behind the counter. But the waiter had a calm expression, and dangled the shaker in his hand, as if he wanted to shake it evenly.
Chu Cheng turned his head immediately.
Now of course he probably guessed what was going on. I'm afraid it's a bump infection.
Chu Cheng was not 100% sure that what he saw was correct. If the experience of traveling through time and joining Secret Service Nine has taught him anything, it is that seeing is not necessarily believing.
So he naturally considered the possibility that what he saw was a hallucination.
But the probability is not high. He is absolutely unique, and the source of infection should have no effect on him.
In any case, it must be right to leave here first. But it doesn't look easy.
As soon as he got up and walked a few steps, a smiling waiter stopped in front of him. She also has a smile on her face, standard and kind, like a spring breeze, but now it seems that it makes people shudder.
Of course, apart from the uneasiness brought about by this strange knowledge, Chu Cheng is actually not that easy.
In any case, he is no longer the pure wandering abandoned house that he was before. Not to mention that after playing the game for so many days, his physical fitness has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is equipped with fighting skills and super powers. He will at least give Jiangdu a 50-50 discount compared to the shield frame that has been removed from the horse gourd cover. The name is not too much.
With the power of super soldiers and master-level fighting skills, ordinary infected people really have nothing to fear. Don't talk about going out to make trouble, at least self-protection should be no problem.
"Sorry my guest, the milk tea is ready."
"I have to buy something else." Chu Cheng said, "I'll be back soon."
If he could not do anything, Chu Cheng would still prefer to get away as much as possible, and wait until he goes back to put on a vest before coming back to settle the score.
Chu Cheng noticed that while the waiter was talking, everyone else in the store stood up in unison, as if they had been rehearsed.
Everyone stared at them blankly, every pair of eyes was empty, yet seemed to be filled with something else.
Chu Cheng felt a chill down his spine. He remembered that he had seen a similar scene in "Doctor Who", but of course it was far less exciting than experiencing it himself.
Although it is remote controlled through the spring water on the computer screen, after all, it has been practiced after so many actual combat experiences. In an instant, more than one breakthrough route appeared in Chu Cheng's mind.
The US team's strength and fighting skills are all equipped, even if Chu Cheng wants to knock down all of them in one go, he is confident. But considering that there may be witnesses and surveillance, he is more inclined to run away.
If his skill is fast enough, he only needs to bring down at least two targets during the period, and he can get away the fastest by smashing through the window glass. If you are lucky, you can basically avoid confrontation with the infected person, and you should be able to handle it even if you are called to monitor by the Nine Office afterwards.
But also at that moment.
The lights went out.
Chu Cheng was also taken aback by the sudden darkness. He is usually the one who turns off other people's lights, and there are not many chances of being reversed.
The next moment, the lights flickered. With the help of the bright light that may only last a few tenths of a second, Chu Cheng saw a figure standing at the door.
From the brief flickering light, Chu Cheng saw that it seemed to be a woman. She has fair skin, but half of her face is covered by long and delicate black hair, making her look a little gloomy and weird. She was wearing a red coat, and the dull color seemed to be soaked in blood.
Chu Cheng noticed that the infected people around him were all looking in the direction of the door.
Within a few tenths of a second, the lights went out again. The door was empty the next time it flashed.
No matter how bright the lights were, even Chu Cheng's pupils shrank at this moment—
— the woman had come to his face.
No one knows how she got through the door. In the brief moment when the lights were turned off and on again, as if teleporting, the woman in red suddenly appeared in front of Chu Cheng.
He instinctively took two steps back and clenched his fists, but then realized that this was a little different from the routine in ghost movies.
In ghost movies, when a female ghost suddenly flashes up to her face at such a time, it should be her face on the camera, but this female ghost is different, she actually pointed her **** towards her.
That's right, she was standing with her back to Chu Cheng, facing the waiter who was blocking him.
Lights off. There was a muffled bang that sounded like the impact of a blunt object.
The lights came on again, and the body of the smiling waiter flew across the sky, smashing a dining table into pieces~www.mtlnovel.com~ The woman in red was still standing in front of Chu Cheng, as if she hadn't moved at all .
It's a bit weird to say that, but Chu Cheng suddenly felt that the creepy and grotesque Yin Hong's back looked a bit majestic, and even gave people a strange sense of security.
The other infected moved too.
They kept mechanical dull expressions, but they all surrounded them.
The woman in red also moved, but her movement was not like ordinary people walking, but more like floating out. The hem of her clothes gently undulated with the movements of her body, her figure was as light as if she had no weight, her movements were soft and elegant, but with a single blow, infected people flew out.
At first glance, that movement didn't look like a fight, but a dance, a **** dance. The long black hair fluctuated with the dance, covering the gloomy and pale face almost all the way.
What's even more weird is that Chu Cheng felt that she seemed to be...protecting herself.
It seemed absurd even to himself, but it certainly seemed so. She intentionally controlled her position and only danced around Chu Cheng. Her priority targets were all infected people who might approach Chu Cheng and pose a threat to him.
This is even more confusing.
What does it mean?
It can't be that the lethality of this middle-aged and elderly woman idol has risen to be effective against female ghosts, right?
The fighting time was very short, and after a while, the infected people in the room had already fallen to the ground. The woman dragged her blood-stained body, and seemed to cast a squinting glance at Chu Cheng, and immediately backed away.
Then Chu Cheng noticed another figure appeared at the door at some point.
A delicate-looking, small and cute girl was standing at the door and looking at him with her head tilted.