Chapter 21: The Mob
"Poof--"
Even though it was a fruit knife, it still easily cut the man's throat, leaving a wound nearly three centimeters deep!
The man's eyes bulged out, he looked incredulous, his hands desperately covered his neck, instinctively wanted to plug the blood back, his mouth opened, as if to say something, but unfortunately, with the knife just now, Kurumi had completely cut off his vocal cords!
The neck is like a broken faucet, and the black-red plasma continues to spurt out, sprinkling Miyamoto Rei in front!
She's sluggish! His mind went blank, and he let a small waterfall of blood smash down on his body, dyeing his beautiful long brown hair into a sticky black and red!
"Poof!"
The tall man finally did not hold his neck and was cut off, and the death caused by the passage of blood is a completely unsolvable injury in modern medicine...
So even in the years of peace before the cataclysm... Just inform the family to wait for the body to be collected.
By the way, forget that his family is now completely dead.
"Ahh
There was a shadowy excitement on Kurumi's face, the expression on his delicate face was a little broken, and the smile outlined at the corner of his mouth revealed cruelty and devouring.
"Boom."
The sound of swallowing saliva sounded one after another, and Saya Takashiro on the side saw the man's half-broken neck, black and red blood flowing all over the ground, and his stomach suddenly churned a little, and he ran to the side to breathe fresh air.
Komuro Takashi hurriedly ran to Miyamoto Rei and shook her shoulders vigorously, her eyes began to focus slowly, looking at Komuro Takashi in front of her, only to feel a sour tip of her nose, she twitched unnaturally, and cried bitterly on him.
didn't dislike the blood stains on Miyamoto Rei's body, hugged her and squatted down slowly, and gently patted her back with his right hand, which was already the greatest comfort he could give.
"Xiao, I'm so scared, don't leave me."
Hearing Leigh's sobs in her ears, she hugged her tighter, "Don't worry, I will never leave you again." ”
Poison Island Tsuneko looked at Kurumi, who was smiling a little strangely, and muttered, "It's really like... It's exactly like me..."
The excitement generated by the abuser stimulates her heart, and it always brings herself an unexpected pleasure, like a poppy, she is going to fall into it... But she's also afraid, afraid that one day she'll sink forever...
"So, what are you waiting for? The dead bodies are coming around, it's time for us to go! ”
Hearing the still charming voice in Kurumi's words, Komuro Takashi and the others all breathed a sigh of relief, at least they returned to normal, didn't they, Kurumi in that state just now really made them feel dangerous.
Hirano Toda thinks that the sick lady is also cute! But when I saw the Kurumi beside me...
Except for being a little excited at the beginning, but thinking about it later, thinking about it is like falling into the abyss..."It's better to be a normal Tokizaki senpai." ”
The roars of the dead kept approaching, but Kurumi took the nozzle of the gas tank and put it on the ground, throwing all the banknotes into it, and constantly releasing gasoline, and after a while, there was a large pool of black places, and a pungent smell filled the gas station.
All the people got on the bus, and when they were about to be surrounded by dead bodies, Shizuka Jukawa started the school bus, and the full fuel car was full of power, and the bearings continued to run, and continued to rush to the side of the bridge!
Kurumi opened the car window, took out the lighter he had bought at the supermarket from his pocket, lit it and threw it directly at the puddle of jet-black gasoline!
At the gas station, the dead bodies kept biting the corpses of the dead thugs, and the lighters had smashed into the small pool of gasoline in a parabola!
The flames ignited the gasoline in an instant, and the resulting chemical reaction spread rapidly until... Link to the oil storage room above and below the ground!
"Bang! --”
The explosion was heard, and the school bus was deafening even though it had gone far away! Looking back, the dead bodies were either blown to pieces or running around in the flames, and the funny posture made people laugh until the oxygen was completely burned by the flames, and the corpses fell one after another.
Burned to ashes and buried in the land of their homeland, it should be the best result, after all, they have become monsters, and they want to turn back... That kind of difficulty, you can imagine.
Calling up the virtual panel, looking at the number of hunting dead bodies on it has not increased, Crazy San is a little disappointed, it seems that he still can't take a trick, and glanced at the stainless steel knife on his leg, is it... Do you really want to cut them one by one?
When will the 10,000 dead bodies of the title of "Junior Hunter" be chopped down? Touching the knife surface like autumn water, there was a cold touch on his skin, and Kurumi felt that there was a long way to go... She suddenly wanted to be a salted fish.
The school bus is moving forward, leaving behind the dead body that heard the sound, and the road is starting to widen, but it does not mean that it is better to drive, and even Shizuka Jukawa, the "old driver", now finds it extremely tricky!
The wide two-way road is almost blocked, and from time to time there are burning vehicles in it, and you can't see where the humans are, only a dead body wandering, the sky is getting darker, the headlights of the school bus have long been turned on, and the road ahead is getting more and more difficult.
Seeing this scene, Shizuka Jukawa slammed the steering wheel, and the front of the car turned to the right, "Bang! ”
Crashed directly into the sidewalk, just enough to accommodate, the engine ran smoothly, Shizuka Jukawa didn't dare to drive too fast, the sound of hitting the dead body kept ringing, and the bicycle or something had already been crushed into pieces of scrap metal!
The people in the carriage could only hold on to their seats, and it was really uncomfortable to go up and down, but it was better than going down a little bit.
There was a flickering fire not far ahead, and some of the billboards that had fallen down gave the flames enough fuel to make them stand out in the night sky.
I could vaguely see the figures in it, shouting and scolding, crying and shouting, and... The sound of a gunshot!
Shizuka Jukawa stopped the school bus, turned her head and asked, "Why don't we go the other way?" ”
"Are you sure it won't be like this on any other road? What if it's worse than that? Saya Takashiro retorted.
"It's getting late, it's pitch black everywhere, it's even more dangerous at that time, we have to at least find a place to spend the night, we can't waste time anymore!"
"Looks like it's too late." Kurumi looked at the thugs not far away and had begun to pay attention to their minibus, and walked towards the school bus in a surrounding trend, especially those with guns in their hands, which made Kurumi's eyes squint slightly, that's... Shotguns!
"Mr. Jukawa, rush straight over!"
Hearing Kurumi's shout, Shizuka Jukawa didn't hesitate at all, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the school bus rushed towards the group of people frantically!
"Hum~——"
The engine was running to the extreme, like a steel beast in front of the humans, and the group of people hurriedly flashed to the side.
"Damn, is this driver crazy? Shoot labor and management! Shoot their tires! ”
A bald leader with a large tattoo on his neck shouted, and the thugs couldn't hold back their furious desires and pulled the trigger on the school bus.
"Bang! Bang bang! ——”
A series of shots were all fired on the side of the school bus, and even the glass shattered, causing Saya Takashiro to squat in the car and scream in fright.
"Why are they attacking us? We are not dead! Miyamoto looked a little frightened, having just escaped the shadow of death, and now she was caught in a shootout, which broke down for her, a usually well-behaved middle school student.
"They're not human anymore! Dominated by the tyrannical desires of one's own heart, sometimes even more terrible than those dead bodies! ”
Kurumi was also squatting in the carriage, and now his body still couldn't withstand the bullet blow.
Otherwise... They must not see the sun tomorrow!