I give the world destruction and rebirth

Chapter 719: The shelter is actually not that good.

"What should we do with him?" Domingo kicked the leader of the predators with his foot. The opponent's lower body looked like a squashed crab-foot stick. To describe it in one word, it fell apart.

But it is obvious that this predator who survived the Apocalypse and lived for more than ten years has a different muscle structure than ordinary people. Therefore, even though Beamon weighing more than 20 tons crushed him, these muscles still maintained their general shape. The body is intact except for the skin, bones, and nerves.

In a sense, this increased his pain. At least for Domingo, he would rather have been crushed to death than to linger here.

The situation at that time was roughly that the overconfident leader of the predators planned to take advantage of the wind, but was bombarded by the experienced Anthony in the air. Then he simply let Ademar fall out of the car and the battle ended.

The remaining predators didn't even dare to fart, so they just turned around and ran away.

"Give him a good time?" Domingo glanced at Anthony and asked proactively. He felt that the predator in front of him was hopeless, but it would be too cruel to just leave him in the storm.

Thirteen years later, they met survivors on their first trip out of Night City. This miracle moved Domingo somewhat, and he planned to do something good——

Like giving someone a good time or something.

"Get him into the car." Anthony also got out of the car and walked to the predator with the safety rope on: "Shelter Zero is very interested in these survivors."

"Are you sure? I think he can eat us all even if he doesn't have legs." Jesse looked at the other person's arms that were bigger than his thighs and said, "This is not a good idea."

"This time I agree with what that country bumpkin said, Anthony, now is not the time to be soft-hearted." Domingo also said: "How about giving them a head back?"

"I have a strong sedative, the one I used for Tangji." Anthony's words were inexplicably reassuring, so in the end Kona was thrown into the shooting room.

To be fair, Kona should be very lucky that he fainted the moment he was crushed, otherwise he would probably be hurt to death now, because his almost fatal wound was slowly healing due to the instinct of gluttonous cells.

Anthony noticed this, but he was very confident in the sedatives he had prepared before. They were originally made to calm Tangji down when needed.

Of course, for safety reasons, Anthony still picked the marauder leader's hand tendon, and planned to check it every few hours during the rest of the journey.

Encountering a convoy of predators seemed to have exhausted Anthony and his party's good luck, and they encountered almost no setbacks during the rest of the journey.

The attitude of excellence used by military technology when manufacturing the Behemoth dealer transport vehicle made it the most successful ground mobile fortress in the future. The wide tires and powerful horsepower allowed it to evacuate to Palm Springs at a speed of forty kilometers per day. moved.

Kona woke up twenty-six hours after the injury. When he came to, the bleeding in his lower body had stopped.

He moved his body, and was horrified to find that not only was he unable to feel his lower body, he couldn't even move his hands!

Kona, who had been fighting in the mines for thirteen years, forced himself to calm down. He knew that he had been captured by these shelter residents. They had heard about the shelter seven or eight months before the Apocalypse.

At that time, there were so many transport convoys on the road that even the Skull and Bones Party could not grab them. It was at that time that the former party leader Jani came up with the idea of ​​transforming the mine.

This decision allowed Kona and the others to live until now and witness this extremely desolate apocalypse.

"Are you awake?" A man with gray hair walked into this narrow cell. In Kona's eyes, these people who came out of the shelter were just like the company dogs in the past, they were all embroidered pillows that were insignificant.

Look, they actually built a cell in the car!

Kona looked at the strong, well-nourished body of the other party, saliva secreted from his mouth unconsciously, his stomach and intestines wriggled, and he let out a loud roar.

"Don't like to talk? Okay, let's play a game." Anthony took out a box of canned luncheon meat and placed it not far from Kona: "From now on, I ask you a question, and you answer it, I I’ll give you something to eat, and if you keep silent, I’ll cut something from your body, is that fair?”

Kona looked at Anthony and smiled disdainfully. He had done this trick countless times, but he always cheated. No matter whether the other party spoke or not, he would cut something from the other party and eat it. .

"What's your name?" Anthony asked slowly.

Kona closed his eyes and didn't answer.

Thirteen years was enough time to spare for Kona to develop a resentment and contempt for the lucky ones at the shelter, just as he had for the company dogs before the apocalypse.

He felt that he was the real tough guy who faced the end of the world and survived tenaciously, while these people were just weaklings who survived under the protection of the shelter. They were just food.

"Very good. To prove that I'm not joking, I'll take out your left kidney first." Anthony said and started to do it. He directly picked up the scalpel and stepped forward to reveal a large opening and a highly exposed surgical field.

Before Kona could feel much pain, Anthony had finished peeling away the muscle layer, exposing Kona's kidneys to the air.

"There is no disease, and the kidney is very healthy. It's a pity that it's not yours anymore." Anthony said with some regret, and took out an incubator from behind: "But I'm sure someone will need it."

Um?

Kona watched as the other party took away a kidney from his body like he was chopping melons and vegetables. Before he could let go of his contempt for the residents of the shelter, the other party asked questions again.

"Where are you from?" Anthony directly skipped the first question. He was actually not interested in the other person's name at all.

Kona only hesitated for a second between maintaining the image of a tough guy and losing another piece of shit. He swore that he really only hesitated for a second, but he still lost an eye immediately. The speed of the old guy's action too fast!

"What do you want to know! I told you!" Kona was convinced. Now he began to feel that maybe the environment in the shelter was not much better than in the mine. Otherwise, it would be completely impossible to explain why the other party was able to attack so quickly.