Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fear and Survival

The three of them were filled with water, and their stomachs swelled up, as if they were about to squirt water after burping.

After all this, the sheep-headed monster did not close the door and left the room.

The three of them trembled, and they didn't see the sheep-headed monster return for a while, and their emotions calmed down a little.

"Mother, what is it going to do when it brought us here? will it kill us?"

The boy asked.

"Don't be afraid, Gaia, we can live!"

His mother comforted.

"When I was in the army, I heard about such an animal. ”

Bafallot spoke suddenly, but was startled by his own voice, and he was hoarse.

"It's called the cat dragon, and it's a small carnivore, a type of fox, or possibly a weasel, and it's capable of hunting cats. ”

It is said that when the cat dragon catches the cat, it will drive the cat to the water source and force the cat to drink water until the cat keeps urinating and diarrhea in fear and cleans the stomach and intestines. ”

Then the cat dragon will kill the cat and have a clean and good meal. ”

"We are the prey, these monsters, we are the cat dragons that hunt. ”

Bafallot's voice was full of desperation.

"We'll live!"

The woman was silent for a moment and said.

"You want to escape, there are dried corpses and many mutated monsters out there, and they want us to go out and eat fresh flesh and blood......"

“...... Soon it will be dark, and even if you can escape, you won't be able to go far, and you will still die......"

Perhaps knowing that his life was coming to an end, Bafallot said surprisingly much, chattering, talking about the current situation, talking about the past, talking about his childhood, and wishing to finish the words of his life at once.

The woman listened quietly with her son in her arms.

When it got dark, Bafallot had already a few bubbles of urine, and at this time, he was hungry and tired, so he tore down the curtains, wrapped himself around his body and fell asleep against the corner of the wall.

Half-asleep, dreaming one after another, sometimes dreaming of his happy life, sometimes dreaming of being eaten alive by monsters.

When he awoke, it was already dark, his stomach was on fire, and hunger prevented him from sleeping.

He seemed to see something chewing in the mouth of the boy named Gaia.

"Maybe it's an illusion. ”

He wanted to get up and walk over to see, if it was food, he would snatch it, and pad his stomach before he died.

But he no longer had the strength to do it.

The boy and his mother seemed to be whispering, and Bafallot covered his ears and rolled over, leaving the murmur out in thought.

"Will there be a soul after death? Will there be a kingdom of heaven? If I can live again, I must seize the opportunity to enjoy ......"

"Click......

The sheep-headed monster returns.

"Am I going to die?"

Bafallot thought he was ready to die, but when he saw the sheep-headed monster again, fear rose uncontrollably, grabbing his heart, and the two trembled, teeth clattering.

I had already urinated clean, but at this moment, I squeezed out a strand of water.

The sheep-headed demon motioned for them to go, but the three of them still walked.

The sheep-headed demon reached out impatiently, lifted the three of them, and his thin body carried the weight of the three of them, and he left with a clatter.

As the sky grew brighter, the unmutated corpses hid in dark corners, and the mutated monsters gathered towards a half-collapsed building.

The sheep-headed monster walked like a fly, leading them out of the monster's base camp and through two blocks to a pre-apocalyptic park.

The flowers and trees are luxuriant, no one prunes them, and they grow unchecked, and many plants that have never existed before have been mutated.

There was a landscape lake here, the water is very shallow, the area is also small, it is stagnant water, but the earthquakes that occur from time to time in the dark and the sun open up a waterway to form a pool of clear lakes.

"Roaring ......"

The sheep-headed demon threw them to the ground and pointed to the lake and roared.

"Is this going to make us peel and wash them so they can eat more painfully?"

Bafallot wanted to run, even though he knew he couldn't outrun this monster known for its speed.

But he couldn't take a step at all, and his knees went limp.

He hated his weakness immensely.

But he still stretched out his trembling hand and unbuttoned one button at a time.

"Hoo ......"

Impatient, the sheep-headed grabbed him by the collar, tore his shirt to shreds, and shredded his pants and threw him into the pool.

Then he extended his claws to the woman.

"Run! Gaia!"

The woman suddenly screamed.

The boy didn't say a word, turned and ran.

The sheep-headed demon was furious and tried to get the boy back, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, and then the woman threw herself on his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and wrapped her legs around her waist, only locking it.

"Roar!"

The sheep-headed demon roared, and its throat was bitten by the woman, tearing off a small piece of flesh, and black blood spurted out.

The sheep-headed demon was transformed from a human zombie, and he was born thin and small, good at running, and was locked by a woman at the moment, and he couldn't break free for a while.

But after all, it has strength beyond mortals, and it forcibly broke the woman's arms, and a piece of flesh was torn off from her neck.

"Roar!"

The woman's leg touched the sharp object that pierced the monster's internal organs, stirred in its internal organs, and the hand became weak and was locked by the woman.

This time the woman had learned a lesson, and instead of exerting her strength, she tore at the monster's face and kept biting its neck with her mouth.

"Help me!"

The woman took the moment to shout and ask Bafallot for help.

But Bafallot was completely stunned, sitting in the pool, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to escape, but his legs seemed to be disobedient and could not move at all.

"Huh!"

One of the sheep's eyes was scratched by the woman, and it became crazy, and the power exploded, and with one force, the woman was ripped off and smashed to the ground.

The woman struggled to her feet, clutching the sheep's legs.

The sheep-headed demon kicked her away, and the iron hoof slammed between the woman's chest and abdomen.

"Gaia, Run......"

The woman's nose was bleeding, and her low cry gradually fell silent.

"Hiss......"

The sheep-headed demon covered the wound on his neck with his hand, which had already injured his trachea, and with every breath, he spurted out some blood foam.

With its other claw, it cut open the wound on its lower back and pulled out a sharp weapon from it.

Bafallot saw clearly the toothbrush with the tip of the handle.

The sheep-headed demon walked to the pool, and Bafallot was so frightened that he fell into the water, choking on a few mouthfuls of water, and then was lifted out of the pool by the sheep-headed demon.

"Click!

At Bafalott's screams of pain, the sheep-headed demon crushed his calf.

The sheep-headed demon glanced in the direction of Gaia's escape, ignoring it.

A child who doesn't have a few pounds of meat on his body runs away, and there are zombies everywhere, and he can't live.

The sheep-headed demon bent down and bit on the woman's warm corpse, his internal organs and throat were seriously injured, and he would have died long ago on a human body, even if it was a mutated zombie, he had to eat and recover as soon as possible, otherwise even if he didn't die, he would leave sequelae.

As for the woman who was enshrined to the lord, the body had been broken like this, and it would be disrespectful to offer it, so it was better to eat it yourself. I want to talk about "I Can Print the Portal" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~