Chapter 111: Hunt and Kill
When Joey dragged the supported arm and returned to his grandmother's house in embarrassment, he was so tired that he was about to faint.
In just a few hours, she seemed to have gone through her entire life, with people being killed in front of him in a row, and finally experiencing a car bombing.
Fortunately, she was in a delicate figure, and the bomb exploded far away, just pushing her out of the car window.
The strong initial velocity and impact force caused a large number of soft tissue contusions on the body, the right arm continued to dislocate, and left several deep wounds, even if the blood vessels were barely strangled with the sleeves, they were still bleeding.
Joey was going crazy, she couldn't understand, what was wrong with the world? Everyone can't live in peace as usual, why did such a terrible thing suddenly happen?
She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't want to think about it.
Panic and fear filled her mind, and when he woke up from his coma, there was only one thought left in his mind, he must find his grandmother, and only she could protect himself.
She stole a family's bicycle, tensed her nerves, and kept moving in the direction of her grandmother's house, driven by her tenacious will to survive.
Grandma's family Zheng
The old lady's face was grim, and she tied up her long hair, which was usually scattered behind her head, changed out of loose clothes, and put on the body armor purchased at a high price.
The basement of the laundry room was opened again.
The arsenal that had been sealed for many days, but was well maintained, was pulled out by the old lady, and under the expressions of her daughter who was speechless and her son-in-law who was confused, she quickly assigned the weapons and assigned the position of the guards to the two by the way.
Like the old lady, her daughter, Sarina, needs to carry a powerful shotgun, one guards the basement, the muzzle of the gun is always aimed at the low entrance, and if someone shows their head, they will shoot directly.
The old lady walked out and hid under the dining table, in the cat's ear hole prepared in advance, and the slender barrel of the gun was hidden in a pile of miscellaneous things
The tablecloth hangs down, half-covering the pile of debris.
Directly in front of the muzzle is a narrow door, through which one can enter the laundry room.
The walls of the laundry room were specially thickened, and when the old lady built it, she even added steel plates.
The hardness is close to that of a military building, and ordinary firearms have no effect at all, and they want to penetrate unless they are used.
In order to prevent Max, the old enemy, the old lady also took great pains.
The daughter underwent strict training when she was young, and both her psychological quality and marksmanship were impeccable.
The son-in-law is different, he is just a poor programmer, he was a nerd when he went to school, and he belonged to the gang that was bullied by the school bullies.
Don't play with the gun, you haven't touched it, and the old lady knows that he is a waste, so she simply throws a revolver at him, because the revolver will be very stable, neither jamming nor misfire.
The son-in-law looked at the revolver in his hand and fell into a state of confusion.
Although since the time he got married, he knew that the old lady was a little chattering, always with firearms, and practiced every time, as if she was always ready to fight with someone.
His wife had complained to him more than once about this matter.
Although he verbally comforted him, he didn't actually take it to heart, but he didn't expect that on Halloween, his mother-in-law suddenly transformed into a female heroine and distributed guns to him, what did this old lady want to do?
Sarina kept adjusting her breathing, not bothering to pay attention to her waste husband at all.
She knew that a tough battle was ahead, but she couldn't calm down because her precious daughter hadn't come back yet.
Shalina suddenly opened her eyes and shouted with some anxiety: "Mom, will Joey be okay?" ”
The old lady's voice came back down the brass pipe, and the voice was calm and powerful, without unnecessary mood swings.
Hearing the old lady's voice, her mind will automatically appear, she holds a shotgun in both hands, calmly aiming in the direction of the narrow door, ready to pull the trigger at any time.
"Don't worry, the police have already gone to pick her up! Max's first target is me, and as long as they don't provoke Max, there will be no danger. ”
"But ......"
Before Shalina could finish speaking, there was a sudden noise on the first floor.
A delicate figure staggered into the house, she opened her mouth, as if to shout something, but her feet fell directly on Lin.
There was a bang, and the room fell silent for a moment.
A few minutes later, the old lady sneaked out of the cat's ear hole, carrying a firearm and searching vigilantly.
When I walked to the living room, I suddenly saw Joey, who was covered in blood and embarrassed.
The old lady couldn't help but be taken aback, she quickly alerted, and found that there was no one around, so she leaned down to check on Joey's condition.
"Joey? How did you end up like this? ”
Joey opened his mouth, apparently speechless.
The old lady waved her hand: "Okay, I know, you must be in trouble, don't do anything now, I'll help you deal with your arm briefly first." ”
Hearing Joey's name, the couple hiding in the basement finally couldn't help it, and hurriedly climbed out, and the two rushed to the living room, and when they saw Joey's dying appearance, their eyes immediately turned red.
When Sarina was about to pounce up, the old lady scolded her and told her to go and prepare the medicine box at once, and then told her son-in-law to help Joey up.
The old lady briefly checked her arm, quickly found the location of the dislocation, pulled, shake, and leaned.
Joey screamed and his arm was taken back.
Sharina hurriedly helped her daughter clean her wound and bandage it simply.
The old lady helped Shalina while on guard, and sent Joey back to the basement.
The son-in-law felt a little sorry for his daughter, but he couldn't intervene, and when he saw that the door was not closed, he subconsciously walked over and prepared to close the door.
But just when his hand was on the handle, a cold palm suddenly grabbed him.
The son-in-law screamed in fright, and when he looked up, he saw that it was a burly man wearing a pigskin mask.
His clothes showed obvious burn marks, and there was even a slight smell of burning.
Seeing this shape, the son-in-law suddenly thought of something, his eyes showed a look of horror, and his lips trembled: "Are you McMax?" ”
As soon as he finished speaking, a dagger cut his throat directly.
Blood spurted out, and Max tossed it aside without a wave in his eyes.
Boom!
The corpse fell to the ground, blood gushing down the wound and quickly collecting a large puddle on the ground.
The son-in-law's body was constantly twitching, nervously swinging, like a live fish ashore in a dying struggle.
Max seemed to be very curious about the process of human dying or not, and kept standing quietly beside him, staring directly at his son-in-law, watching him move more and more, and his eyes gradually became unfocused, until finally his pupils dilated, his hands and feet relaxed, and there was no sound.
Touch!
Suddenly, a bullet pierced Max's temple, and Max shook his body and fell directly to the ground.