"What for!?"

I yelled and pushed her away, but she still pounced on me, her scarlet eyes full of resentment and hatred, and her voice hoarse: "Give me the gun." ”

I was horrified by her gaze, and I had the illusion of facing a ferocious beast, and I realized that she had fallen into total hatred, and that she wanted to snatch a gun from me and kill all those who had been involved in hurting her father. I pity her, I pity her, but I can't allow her to do so, because her hatred will kill her. Because the survivors with guns in their hands wouldn't allow her to do that, she was going to die.

"Give it to me!"

She roared hysterically at me, hoarse as metal rubbing, mad as a mad beast in her eyes, pounced on me and tore at my coat, but she still wouldn't stop.

I clamped her hands tightly, I didn't expect her delicate body to burst out with such great power, and almost broke free from my hands.

Many people looked at me, and I even saw someone rush out his gun and probably realize something.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't save your father."

She couldn't break free from my hand, heard my apology, and finally quieted down, but those scarlet eyes stared at me directly made me a little worried, she had been possessed by hatred, and I even began to fear whether I would become the person she hated, but I still had to stop her.

"But"

I was about to say something comforting when she staggered into my arms and fell into my arms, as if she had fainted.

I let out a sigh of relief, and finally there was silence. She seemed very quiet in the quiet, but her face was a little sickly flushed, and her rapid breathing had gradually subsided, hoping that she could sleep well, and I hoped that I was a little worried that she would wake up and continue the madness she had just had.

I glanced at the scene that was still dripping with blood, the strong smell of blood had not yet dissipated, the blood on the ground had gradually solidified, and some people were no longer alive, their eyes were round, and their faces were fierce and blue from the pain before they died. Especially the father of the girl who was less than twenty years old, that is, the police officer, his body had long been stiff, I don't know who was so cruel, a knife slashed at the major artery of his neck, cutting off his life, I can't bear to watch it anymore, I can't accept this bloody scene, I'm afraid that I will become one of them, I think of my parents for no reason, I'm afraid that they I can't accept it.

I picked up the girl and turned to leave, I was afraid that if I looked at it any longer, it would be difficult to contain my anger at the survivors who participated in the fight, what a simple-minded mob, if it weren't for the guns in their hands, I would have wanted to give them a few ear scrapers to wake them up, because what they did was really infuriating!

I laid the girl flat on my bunk, thought about it, stuck my twin guns in my belt, took off my coat and put it over her.

Just as I was about to leave, she suddenly sat up and opened her eyes, her eyes still a little red, but she looked calm.

She looked at me directly, her eyes lost color, and the desperate blankness made my heart tug at me, sadly, the disaster did not destroy her, but her hopes were shattered by a group of stupid mobs.

"I have some food in my coat, so if you're hungry, take it and eat it." I said it generously. At that moment, a huge figure walked in from outside the house, hunched in, almost obscuring the light from outside.

"When are you going to take us to find something to eat?"

It was a man who was five big and three thick, and when he measured it carefully, he had to be at least two meters three or four tall. I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, this guy is even taller than Yao Ming, he looks like an iron tower, and he speaks with a bit of an urn, I have some impressions of him, among those survivors, he seems to be the most fierce and ruthless with a knife.

Seeing him walking towards me with a knife in one hand, my eyelids jumped unconsciously, this guy's size is too intimidating, as soon as he falls, he can probably crush me.

"I was told that if you don't take us to find food, I'll let me kill you." He said angrily, and raised the knife in his hand, but he looked stupid. Listening to him, someone called him over, is someone stirring up trouble?

I thought about it, quietly took a few steps back, returned to the bunk, and then pulled a piece of chocolate from inside my coat and threw it at him.

As soon as he saw that it was eaten, he immediately bent down, picked up the chocolate in a handful, tore open the package, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He touched his stomach and said to me angrily, "It's delicious, it's not enough." ”

I spread my hands: "No." ”

At this time, I realized that this giant-looking man might have something wrong with his brain. But it is estimated that if the brain is fine, it will not be so cruel as Wang Manzi's fooling.

"But I still want to eat it."

He stared at me like a child, his eyes were as straight as gongs, and he almost drooled.

"What if you want to eat?" I asked.

"Ask for it." He said stupidly.

"But I didn't?" I asked again.

"Take me to find it, if you don't take me to find it, I'll beat you." He sniffled and raised his knife again, and there were dark red and mottled blood stains on it that had not been wiped away, exaggerating a bit of evil.

"Okay, I'll take you to find it." I said.

"Hey, hey."

He laughed innocently.

"What's your name?"

I asked suddenly.

He thought for a moment: "Everyone else calls me stupid and stupid, and Dasha." ”

"Then what do I call you?"

I think this Dasha is definitely being used by someone, and I feel a little sorry for him, but I also think that this Dasha looks like an iron tower, and is indeed a good laborer, and my thoughts are very sinful, and I should repent of it, and I really shouldn't think about a person with a brain disease, but I do need a help. I had the idea of taking Dasha with me, so that he could leave some people with ulterior motives and be my bodyguard. It's inhumane, but I swear I'm not going to go out of your way to kill someone like anyone else.

I silently defended myself in my heart, it seemed to have become a habit, and it was just hypocrisy to others, but I did not think that one day I would say such high-sounding words to myself, but I needed to say these high-sounding words to coax my conscience, to make it feel at ease, otherwise, I would face its silent torture, which was not painful or itchy, but could make people break down.

"You gave me food, you can call me vigorous." He thought for a moment and said angrily to me, obviously it was my deliberate act of currying favor with him that he had a good impression of me. Please forgive me for my impure intentions. I thought about it, so I quietly took a piece of chocolate from the pocket of my coat and threw it at him, and said, "Dali, how about you follow me later?" I'll take you to find something to eat. ”

"Okay."

He nodded without hesitation.

"Alright, let's go now." I smiled at him.

I glanced back at her, and saw that her eyes were staring straight at the stupid force, and a strong hatred almost burst out of those big eyes.

"Dali, you go out first, I'll come out later." I glanced at the stupid man who had hurriedly shoved the chocolate into his mouth and said to him. He also walked out.

Then I turned to look at her and exhaled, "He's just a fool, don't be blinded by your hatred." ”

After speaking, she looked at me, her voice was hoarse but calm, but her eyes were indifferent, which made people feel a chill in her heart: "Can a fool kill people at will?" Can a fool take someone else's life seriously? ”

I couldn't answer him, legally speaking, it is not illegal for a person with mental illness to accidentally become ill and kill someone, but every time I see such news, I feel unjustified anger and blame the law for its shortcomings. So, I can't answer her.

"I'm going with you."

She looked at me, her eyes clearer a bit. But her request surprised me, I thought about it and refused her: "You don't have to go, it's dangerous outside." ”

"It's dangerous?! If it's dangerous, don't I have to go? Waiting here for someone else to kill me? Insult me?! ”

Her emotions suddenly became agitated again, and she jumped down from the bunk and grabbed me by the collar: "I'm not going to look for food, who do I expect to feed me?!" ”

"They?" She pointed out with one hand: "They killed my dad!! ”