Dead Skin kept pulling out the shuriken from its stomach, and white light flashed, and I didn't know how much it had in its stomach.

Shuriken was extremely fast, not much slower than bullets, and for a while, four police officers were hit by shuriken because they couldn't dodge, and the others had to shoot wildly into the air.

Dada

The dense gunfire caused the students in the school bus to lie on the floor of the bus, their hearts were terrified, and the joy of the police's arrival was now gone, and they began to worry about whether the police would be able to fight the flying monster, and if not, they would be greeted with the same consequences as the teacher who was caught in the air.

At this time, a student suddenly rushed to the bus door, pressed the switch, opened the door and jumped off the school bus.

Rorschach saw the school bus door open and yelled:

"Go back! Give me all back! ”

But the students couldn't listen to Rorschach at this time, and pushed each other and jumped off the school bus.

"Idiot!"

Rorschach shouted as he shot at the dead skin in the air, "Stop them!" ”

Several police officers rushed to the school bus, and although some of the students were stopped, some students ran out, burying their heads in the fields next to the road, completely ignoring the shouts of the police officers behind them.

The dead skin spun in the air, flapping its wings and chasing after the fleeing students, the fear that emanated from those students made it delicious.

"Damn!"

Rorschach was armed with an assault rifle and shouted to Phil, "Let's go after them!" ”

Phil nodded, and beckoned several field agents to follow Rorschach towards the fleeing students.

Rorschach glanced at the dead skin that had pounced on the fleeing students, and shouted as he quickened his pace:

"Come back! Don't run! ”

None of the students looked back or stopped, the pressure of the dead skin had scared them, but what they didn't know was that the fear they emanated was what the dead skin loved the most.

Dead Skin stared in the air at the students running wildly below, and suddenly it dived, knocking a black student into the air, and then lifted the black student's legs into the air, and the black student waved his hands backwards, and kept screaming in horror.

"Ahh

Blood fell from the sky and dripped on the heads of the fleeing students, who kept screaming, and some began to fall behind.

"Run!"

"You! I don't care about you! ”

"Get out of the way!"

Scoopy ran ahead, and as a member of the varsity football team, his physical strength was much better than that of the other students, and he ran forward with his head down. At this moment, a thick poplar tree in the field ahead blocked his escape.

Deadskin pulls out the shuriken from his stomach, aims at the guy running in front, and throws the shuriken out.

Scoopy just wanted to go around the tree trunk, only to feel the coolness of his vest, the sound of a whoosh, and the air seemed to be torn.

Poof!

Scrooley's arm was pierced and pinned to the trunk of a tree with a shuriken, and his eyes widened in pain.

"Oh——!"

A boy ran up to Scroly's side and tried to help him pull out his shuriken.

"Steady! Don't move! ”

"Oh! Damn it! ”

Scrooy held his arm, and the pain made him scream.

"Don't move! Don't move! ”

The boy clutched the shuriken and tried to pull it out of Scooli's arm.

"Ah——!h

Scoopy patted the boy's hand, and it was obvious that the other man's action of pulling out the sword in his hand made him even more painful.

"Don't move! Don't move! ”

The boy gritted his teeth and tried hard to pull out the shuriken.

"Oh! Pain! It hurts! ”

"You hurt him!"

A girl ran over and hurriedly held down Scooli.

Scoopy let out a cry of pain:

"Stop! Stop it! ”

"Hold on! Hang in there! Hurry up and pull it out! ”

The girl hugged Scroy and shouted.

"I can't pull it out, it's embedded in it!"

The boy frowned and tugged hard at the shuriken.

Scooley's face turned pale and he was already soaking wet.

"Come and help!"

The girl shouted.

Dick, the black boy who was yelling at Scroy in the car, ran over, and the two boys pulled their shurikens outwards together.

Scoopy slapped the trunk of the tree desperately, shaking his whole body.

"Stop, he can't stand it!"

"Hard! Let's do it together! ”

"Oh, it hurts! Stop it! ”

"Hard! Grasp! Catch Scooly! ”

"Ahh Ahhh ”

At this moment, the flapping of wings sounded over their heads.

"Damn it!"

The girl yelled, "Dick, hurry up!" It's coming! ”

"Come with me, one, two, three!"

"Oh——! Oh my God! ”

Holding on to the trunk, Scoopy kept howling, "Please! Hurry up! ”

The dead skin began to swoop down on them.

Seeing that the dead skin was about to rush in front of him, Dick and the boy finally pulled the shuriken out of Scrory's arm.

Poof!

The flesh was brought out by the shuriken, and a bloody hole appeared in Scoli's arm, and blood splattered out, but he couldn't care about it, and just lay down and wanted to lie on the ground.

But, it's still a step too late!

The three people lying on the ground could only stare blankly at Scoli, who was caught by the monster in the sky.

"Scoopy! Scooley! ”

Dick shouted.

"Nope! No! ”

The girl collapsed to the ground.

Dadada!

Rorschach rushed to the trio and shot at the dead skin hovering in the sky with his assault rifle.

Phil followed behind him and also raised his gun.

"Bring them back!"

Rorschach pulled the girl up and handed her over to a field agent, escorting the students back in the direction of the school bus.

Deadskin threw Scroory off half, and it threw its head back in a piercing roar.

Then, it lowered its head and stared viciously at Rorschach, who was escorting the students back.

Rorschach also stared at the dead skin, raised his middle finger at it, and shouted:

"Bastard! Have the ability to come down to you! ”

Skinskin, seemingly enraged by Rorschach's gesture, flapped its wings and lunged at him.

Rorschach picked up his assault rifle and took a deep breath.

At this moment, the roar of the engine sounded from the side, and a Ford Raptor pickup truck sped out of the field, and the huge searchlight on the roof of the car shone blindly, shining on the dead skin in the air.

The pickup truck was driven by a young black man, and on the cargo compartment of the pickup truck was a harpoon battery, and an old black man in his 60s held the trigger behind the battery, staring coldly at the dead skin in the air.

Dead Skin flapped its wings and tried to change course, but the old black man had locked it in.

Bang!

The harpoon shoots, stabbing at the dead skin with a thumb-thick steel cable behind it.

Dead Skin tried to dodge, but it was too late, poof, the harpoon pierced its chest, piercing its body, the steel cable was straightened at the same time, and it was pulled back violently, and the barbs on the harpoon firmly hooked Dead Skin's body.

Deadskin grabbed the cable with both hands and flapped his wings to break free.

The black youth on the pickup truck stepped on the accelerator hard, and the 6.2-liter V8 engine let out a deafening roar, and the 456 horsepower exploded with all its might, dragging the dead skin down.

Seeing that Dead Skin was fixed in the air, Rorschach and Phil raised their assault rifles and pulled the trigger on Dead Skin's wings.

Dada

In a frenzied fire, the bullet shattered the dead skin's wings, its body crooked, and the steel cable dragged it to the ground.

Bang!

The dead skin fell headfirst to the ground.

Rorschach shouted as he changed the magazine:

"Hit the limbs first!"

With that, Rorschach shot at the dead skin's thigh.

Phil instantly understood what Rorschach meant, and he also raised his rifle and pulled the trigger on the other leg of the dead skin, and the other field agents joined in the fire.

Dadada!

Gunshots rang out incessantly, and dead limbs were broken and shattered by bullets, and blood and bones were splattered everywhere.

After a few moments, confirming that the dead skin had been sliced into a stick, Rorschach raised his hand and stopped shooting.

Dead skin lay motionless on the ground.

With his assault rifle in hand, Rorschach slowly approached Deadskin, knowing that this guy wasn't dead.

At this moment, Deadskin turned his head with great effort and stared at Rorschach viciously, blood gushing from his mouth.

Rorschach squinted at him, muzzle to its eye socket, pulled the trigger, arcane shot!

Bang!

The dead skin's head was blown apart like a watermelon, and Rorschach vaguely saw a flash of green light flash from it, this time confirming that it was not dazzling.

At this time, Jessica's voice came from the walkie-talkie on her shoulder.

"Sheriff! That truck crashed into the police car and headed in your direction! ”