"Bang~Bang!"

The dilapidated door was kicked open with a thud and a muffled crash against the back wall.

In the dimly lit room, the windows were all nailed with wooden boards, and the few faint gaps that were faintly visible did not allow light to penetrate in, as if there was endless darkness outside.

A man with a pair of thick-soled military boots walked in slowly. I couldn't see my face clearly, and when I was walking, there seemed to be an object dragging behind me, rubbing it on the ground, and there was a sound of "锃~锃".

The man fumbled in the darkness a few times, and a broken old-fashioned kerosene lamp lit up.

As the flames flickered, the man's figure was finally reflected: a pair of black trousers, and a male face faintly flashing under the black hood on his upper body, as if he was not very old.

The man waved his hand casually and threw the object in his hand to the bed on the side, so that he could faintly see through the dim light that it was actually a double-edged square halberd that flashed with a faint cold light:

The shaft is extremely long, including the halberd blade and halberd tail, it is more than three meters long, no wonder it was dragged to the ground before, and there was nowhere to use it in this low room.

The dimly lit room was simple, just a bed, a table, a chair, a kerosene lamp on the table, a few boxes and a standing board next to the bed, and nothing else.

The man did not close the door, but went behind the table, sat down on the chair, rested his legs on the table, rested his head on the back of the chair, rested his arms on the back of the chair, remained motionless, and in a short time fell asleep.

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I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a piercing scream sounded, and the voice seemed to be a woman, and then I heard the continuous running sound outside, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer to here.

The man was woken up, rubbed his forehead, and snorted softly, seemingly dissatisfied.

Reluctantly, he stood up, moved his arm, and walked towards the door.

Walking out of the room, there was a long hallway, with rooms on both sides of the corridor, and the man was the innermost one.

As the footsteps got louder and louder, a petite figure suddenly popped out of the stairs at the other end of the corridor, and it should be a woman.

Behind the woman were several unnormal figures, some men and some women, but each of them had tattered clothes, red faces, salivation, and various dark red marks on their bodies, hands, and mouths.

What's more, one of the arms of a man is actually empty, and there is another person who has opened a large hole obliquely from the chest cavity to the waist, and all the internal organs in it have fallen outside, but this person seems to have no feeling, and is still stepping on the intestines that have fallen to the ground, "snapping ~ snapping" running.

The man sighed, and with a flick of his right wrist, a black dagger popped out of his sleeve and was held in the man's hand. In the next moment, the man's figure disappeared in place, and without any movement, he had already reached the side of the fleeing woman.

Without talking to the woman, the man's right hand stabbed out like lightning, and stabbed the two closest people in the forehead fiercely.

The roars of the two stopped abruptly, the red color in their eyes gradually dissipated, and they fell to the ground, and they were already killed on the spot.

And the man didn't seem to be moved after killing someone, he jumped up according to the head of a person, the person was still in the air, but his hand slashed down as if he was unrestrained, two cold lights flashed, and two heads rolled on the ground with a gurgling grunt.

Seeing that it was out of breath, the man threw out an object, hooked the dagger, and before he could see what it was, he retracted it into his sleeve with the dagger. The unrestrained corpse also fell to the ground with a "bang", blood splattered everywhere.

But the man couldn't see, and he stepped on the blood all over the ground, and walked back, and when he passed the woman, he didn't stop.

"Let's go when you're ready, those five walking corpses have been disposed of." The voice coming from under the black hood was unusually hoarse.

The woman, who was only about twenty-eight years old, sat on the ground, seeing this human tragedy, she didn't have any reaction, she didn't have the expected fear, tears, trembling, but in a daze, as if no one had died in front of her.

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