Glimpse of Cambrian Evolution Chapter 5

Tony Cheng whispered, "Put the backpack on the ground slowly."

Alex Cong swallowed his saliva. He also noticed that the monkey had been staring at him. He guessed that it was a pet monkey raised by this family. They locked it up in the house when the owner left. Now all the food was spoiled, and it must be hungry.

Alex Cong kept watching the monkey's every move, while quietly putting his back on the ground, and even unzipped his backpack to show his sincerity. He was afraid that the monkey would jump up, and even if his eyes could keep up with the monkey's movements, his body would not have time to react, and he did not want to die.

"Step back." Tony Cheng said again.

Alex Cong took a small step back, and the monkey suddenly widened its eyes and screamed at him fiercely.

"Don't move." Tony Cheng said softly, "Don't retreat, he wants to eat you."

Alex Cong's legs felt weak and his voice changed, "How do you know?" After asking, he realized that he had asked a nonsense question. The monkey was staring at him and didn't even look at the big bag of food on the ground.

"The food may have gone bad. A monkey's sense of smell is more than a thousand times stronger than a human's. He can smell it. Only ours is fresh."

Tony Cheng was right. When he opened his backpack just now, he saw that several bags of vacuum-packed sausages had swelled. The monkey chose him, who was relatively weak, instead of Tony Cheng, who was tall and strong and holding a weapon. How smart!

Alex Cong said in a trembling voice: "What should we do now?"

"When I tell you to run, just run to the kitchen, don't worry about anything else, go in and block the door."

"how about you?"

"Never mind."

Alex Cong took a few deep breaths and tried hard to control the trembling of his body.

Tony Cheng suddenly shouted, "Run!" and then fired four shots at the sofa where the monkey was hiding.

Alex Cong turned around and ran to the kitchen. The monkey roared angrily and ran to the other end of the sofa. Tony Cheng also took the opportunity to rush to the bedroom, but he didn't expect that the monkey suddenly jumped out of the sofa and pounced on him frantically.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood. The monkey's long fur was stained with bright red blood. The pain caused it great stimulation. It gave up Alex Cong, who was easier to attack, and turned to attack Tony Cheng who had injured him.

Tony Cheng had only 7 bullets in the Chinese-style 54 pistol in his hand. He had already fired 5 bullets and now had only 2 bullets left. Without thinking, he fired two shots at the monkey's chest when the monkey rushed towards him.

What surprised Tony Cheng was that after being hit by two bullets at close range, the monkey only staggered two steps and still pounced on him tenaciously. The monkey's eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that it had gone mad. In less than two seconds, the monkey had jumped in front of Tony Cheng, knocked him to the ground, and bit Tony Cheng's neck with its bloody mouth.

Tony Cheng stuffed the pistol into the monkey's mouth. The size of the pistol was just right for it to get stuck on its upper and lower gums. The monkey roared loudly and slapped Tony Cheng's face with one claw. Tony Cheng blocked it with his arm and was scratched with three bloody marks.

Alex Cong heard the sound of fighting outside and was so scared that he was shaking all over. He pulled out his pistol tremblingly. He couldn't just watch Tony Cheng being bitten to death by a monkey and do nothing. Besides, if Tony Cheng died, he wouldn't live long.

He flung the door open and yelled, trying to get the monkey's attention.

The monkey didn't react at all. The gun was against its gums, but it couldn't spit it out, and it roared loudly in anger.

Tony Cheng was scratched by the monkey and had several bloody marks on him. He shouted: "Shoot!"

Alex Cong pulled the trigger tremblingly. Looking at his expression, Tony Cheng knew that he could not count on him. It was the first time he used a gun and encountered such a dangerous situation. Alex Cong had long forgotten what he had taught him and did not even pull the safety catch.

Tony Cheng's arm was bleeding profusely and the pain kept stimulating his brain nerves. He felt his scalp numbing. The monkey slapped him with another claw, and he heard the sound of the wind created by the claw.

No, he not only heard it, he seemed to "see" the track of wind left in the air when the claw broke through the air and swung towards his head. He widened his eyes and watched the big claw change the direction of attack in front of his face, as if at that moment, it was pushed by an invisible hand, suddenly changed course, and hit nothing.

Tony Cheng seized this only opportunity, jumped up from under the monkey, grabbed its arm and pulled it down. The monkey was leaning over, and Tony Cheng swung his fist and hit it hard on the temple.

When he swung his fist, he "saw" the trajectory of the wind again. The feeling was very wonderful, as if the trajectory was changing with his will. He wanted the wind to minimize the resistance to his fist, or even give him assistance. At that moment, he really felt that his fist became lighter. With a dull bang, he hit the monkey's temple. This punch was stronger than he had ever felt before in terms of speed and strength.

The monkey was stunned and shook its head violently. Tony Cheng grabbed its long hair and punched it on the temple several times, making the monkey's eyeballs turn blood red. Finally, the monkey fell to the ground helplessly.

Alex Cong looked at this scene in shock. He was not only surprised at Tony Cheng's ferocity, but what surprised him even more was that he felt that Tony Cheng's fist was carrying wind. The speed of the fist was extremely fast, as if the wind had arrived before Tony Cheng's fist, blowing up the monkey's thick hair. He suspected that he had seen it wrong. Was that the speed and strength that a human should have?

The image of the woman who pushed the boss out of the food stall came to his mind.

Tony Cheng was gasping for breath, one hand tightly grasping a handful of monkey's hair, the other hand clenched into a fist, the blood on his arm kept dripping from his fist to the ground, it was a shocking sight.

Alex Cong whispered: "Is it...dead?"

Tony Cheng turned his head, his face soaked with sweat and blood, looking extremely dangerous. This was the first time Alex Cong looked at his face, and she could not admire his beauty, but only felt terrified. Tony Cheng said: "No, give me the gun."

Alex Cong took two steps, but he didn't dare to approach the monkey, so he threw the gun over. Tony Cheng caught the gun with one hand, pulled the safety, and fired three shots at the monkey's brain. His movements were clean and smooth. The monkey's exploding brains splattered on his body and face, but he didn't show any expression, which was intimidating.

Alex Cong subconsciously turned her head away, a little uncomfortable with such a bloody scene.

Tony Cheng sat on the ground with a gun in his hand, looking at his hands in silence.

Alex Cong walked over and tried to help him up, "Your arms and waist are scratched, get up and treat the wounds."

Tony Cheng stood up without his help and sat on the sofa, "I have medicine in my bag."

As expected, Alex Cong found a medicine bag from Tony Cheng's military travel bag, which contained simple wound medicine. The wounds of Tony Cheng from being scratched had some flesh turned outward, and the wounds were still stained with the monkey's coarse hair. Alex Cong took a deep breath and used alcohol to clean Tony Cheng's wounds bit by bit. His hands were still shaking.

He never thought of himself as a coward, nor was he particularly courageous. He was just an ordinary man. Like millions of ordinary men in this world, he dared to watch a horror movie alone with the lights off, walked at night, and caught thieves. In a normal and orderly civilized society, how likely is it that an ordinary person would encounter fatal danger? If it weren't for this scene today, he would never know how cowardly he was when facing a threat to his life.

If Tony Cheng hadn't been here today, he would have become food for this monkey. Whenever he thought of this, he trembled with fear.

Alex Cong couldn't help but raise his head and looked at Tony Cheng with admiration. It turned out that Tony Cheng was also looking at him. Their eyes met, one was cold and the other was ashamed.

Alex Cong lowered her head and said self-deprecatingly: "Thanks to you, otherwise I would definitely not be able to leave today, thank you."

Tony Cheng just urged: "Hurry up."

Alex Cong did not dare to be careless and wiped the wound carefully. If the bacteria on the food could mutate like that, then there was no reason why the bacteria on the wound would not evolve. He couldn't help but worry about what consequences would be caused by Tony Cheng's injury at this time.

Tony Cheng's mind was not on his injury at all. He kept looking at his hands, thinking.

After bandaging the wound, Alex Cong also noticed his action. He gently grabbed Tony Cheng's hand and looked at it carefully. "Your fist..."

Tony Cheng looked at him, "What?"

"When you hit that monkey just now, your speed was so fast that I was dazzled. How many years have you been in the army? Are all the soldiers as good as you?"

"Just now when I swung my fist, what did you see? Describe it from beginning to end."

Alex Cong thought for a moment, "The fist I saw hit the monkey's temple at a very fast speed. Your fist was like... carrying wind. Yes, it felt like carrying wind. The thick fur of the monkey was blown up by the wind."

Tony Cheng narrowed his eyes, "Sure enough..."

"What's wrong?"

Tony Cheng pondered for a while before speaking: "I also felt the 'wind'."

"Feeling the wind, what does that mean?"

Tony Cheng looked behind Alex Cong.

Alex Cong also turned her head. On the coffee table stood a half-burned, short, fat decorative candle, about as thick as an adult man's wrist and solid.

Tony Cheng suddenly waved his hand, and Alex Cong only felt a gust of wind blowing across his face. Not only was his hair blown up, but his head also tilted a few inches to the side. Then, the candle was blown to the ground.

Both of them were silent.

This scene was similar to telekinesis, which usually appeared in magic and superpower performances, but Alex Cong knew that Tony Cheng was not a juggler, and a candle more than one meter away from Tony Cheng would not fall to the ground just because he waved his hand casually.

The wind just now was blown by Tony Cheng.

Alex Cong's breathing was a little trembling, "Is this... evolution?"

Plants, animals and microorganisms have evolved, and it is not uncommon for humans to mutate. For example, the woman with great strength, and Tony Cheng, these amazing abilities, except for evolution, Alex Cong could not think of any other possibility.

Tony Cheng looked at his hands again and murmured, "Evolution?"