When I saw that the fat man's eyes were red and his face was distorted, I knew that he couldn't hold it anymore, so I picked up the flashlight and rushed over. This is a wolf's tooth flashlight for outdoor expeditions, and there is a five-centimeter-long iron spike at the end of the handle, although it is the first time I have used this thing as a weapon, but looking at the sharpness, even if the other party is an elephant, it is estimated that it can pierce some skin.

I held the flashlight in my backhand, and smashed it the boy's back, just when the flashlight was about to hit its waistbone, it let go of the fat man's hair, and slipped down from the fat man's crotch, and then two small hands held the fat man's thighs and flipped over, and sat on the fat man's shoulders.

I secretly screamed badly, at this time the force falling from my hand could not be contained, if it was smashed on the fat man's back, it was estimated that he would not die or be disabled. Just as the flashlight was about to fall, I instinctively flipped my wrist and turned the falling flashlight sideways, and punched the fat man in the backbone.

I couldn't see the fat man's expression behind me at this time, I only heard him wail, and he curled up on his knees. Even if I didn't have the strength of the punch just now, due to the huge inertia, the joints of my fingers still poked into the fat man's bones.

The fat man knelt on the ground and kept twitching, and his mouth made a muffled moan/moan, and I hurriedly dropped the flashlight to help the fat man up. But when I walked in front of the fat man, I realized why the fat man couldn't scream.

The corpse boy sitting on his shoulder, who was strangling the fat man's neck with his legs at this time, didn't know when, had snatched the probe hook from the fat man's hand, and was stabbing towards the back of his neck at this time.

It is estimated that this thing is still holding a grudge against the person who pierced his neck at that time, and when he saw a hook at the moment, he wanted to pierce the fat man into a big hole, but he didn't expect this thing to be dead and still hold a grudge like this.

The fat man grinned and grabbed the boy's wrist, and after a moment of stalemate, the fat man began to lose his strength, and his arms trembled like chaff.

"Xiaoyu, you still have the fucking heart to watch the show, fat man, I'm about to be hung up as a roast duck." The fat gums were bleeding and a few words were squeezed out from between the teeth. "Hurry up and cut off the head of this little zongzi."

"Huh?" I hesitated for a moment, but immediately reacted, pulled out the fat man's backpack, and pulled out a dagger and held it in my hand.

When the boy saw me coming with a knife, he threw the probe hook in his hand and wanted to jump off the fat man's shoulder, but the fat man grabbed his hand and couldn't break free.

With a dagger in my hand, I stood behind the boy and made a few gestures, but I didn't know how to do it, and I muttered in my heart.

"Hurry up, what are you waiting for?" The fat man saw me standing there stupidly, thinking that I was too frightened to do anything.

"Hey, this.... This... I'm a little at a loss, this... After all, he was also a child who died in vain. ”

"Damn, you can't fucking do it, you should collect the body for the fat man later, don't fucking ink, this is a zongzi."

No matter what the fat man says, I still feel that my heart should be resigned, after all, it is the first time to deal with this kind of thing, and the other party is still a three or four-year-old child, no matter who it is, this hurdle in my heart is not so easy to pass.

The boy was grabbed by the fat man's hands, and he felt that he couldn't escape, so he screamed, and wanted to bite the fat man's wrist, but fortunately, the fat man's movements were quick to dodge, but this time, the fat man was also at the end of the crossbow. After this dodge, he collapsed to the ground, but unfortunately this boy, at the moment when the fat man fell to the ground, was put on the stomach by the fat man's head, and at this time he was poking his head and screaming at the throat.

The fat man was strangled by the boy's neck, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and his eyes began to roll. If you want to ask for your life, go find this fat man. As soon as his eyes closed, the dagger in his hand slammed down.

I just pierced it completely with my memory, and I don't know where I stabbed the boy, but I felt that the dagger in my hand first slipped and then was blocked by something, and then it penetrated a bone, and it fell more than ten centimeters, and the entire blade was inserted before stopping.

I kept stabbing it for two or three seconds, and I felt that the dagger in my hand could not move, and then I opened my eyes, and at first glance, I saw that my hands were covered with slimy yellow pulp. He was so frightened that he instantly let go of the dagger, and when his hand was retracted, he saw that the dagger had pierced the boy's left eye.

The mucus on his hand was the slurry from the bursting of the boy's eyeballs. The entire dagger was seventeen or eighteen centimeters long, piercing the back of the boy's head, and the black corpse fluid in his body flowed out of the bloodletting groove on the dagger.

The fat man tore off the leg around his neck, turned over and lay on the ground panting, his chest floated up and down for more than a minute, before he raised his hand to wipe the corpse fluid off his face, and after his eyes turned around, he looked at me directly.

I was furious when I was watched, so I asked him, "What do you see, do I have a boy on my back?" ”

The fat man's mouth moved, and he looked like he wanted to say something, and then he turned his head to look at the boy I had stabbed to death. After looking at it twice, he said leisurely: "It's a pity that you don't fucking go to be a monk." ”

I blushed at what the fat man said, smiled awkwardly, and didn't know how to answer, so I reached out and helped the fat man up.

It could be seen that the fat man's body was still a little weak, and he turned to lean against the wall and said, "Those things didn't come, they must be afraid of the corpse on this boy's body, and we have to rely on it to get out of here." ”

As soon as I was reminded by the fat man, I remembered the black figures on the stone wall just now. Just now, I was only concerned about dealing with this corpse-stealing boy, and I completely forgot that the figure was still behind me. But when I saw that they hadn't caught up now, I didn't think something was right.

I picked up my flashlight and shone it on the stone path behind me, and found that six or seven meters away from us, a group of black shadows had gathered. The figures were pressed against each other, and it was no longer possible to see what they were, and at first glance, they looked like a mass of people who had been hit and deformed by a car.

The fat man also saw this group of figures, but at this moment, he didn't dare to come over when he saw them gathered together, so he didn't pay attention to it, but was thinking about how to take this boy away.

I watched him tinker for a long time, but he didn't come up with a solution, and finally he pulled out the dagger, and plunged it into the boy's neck with a knife, and then with a strong stroke, the boy's head was cut off.

"Don't be stupid, let's go."

The fat man hung the probe hook on his backpack, and the other end of the probe hook was still hung with the head of the boy dripping water, and he shook and walked into the depths of the stone path.

Author: I've been on the train for fifteen hours in a row, and I'm not in a good state today, so I'll update a chapter, and I'll start tomorrow with more.

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