There have been many terrible things in this world, horrors that are difficult to express in words, ugliness that are difficult to write down, but these are not as terrible as the human heart.

The little girl tilted her head and smiled with the patchwork face, grinning at her cheeks that were about to fall, "Daddy, Daddy, it's been so long, the baby is about to lose his legs." ”

The plague doctor crouched down and used the white gloves to touch the little girl's brown hair, and said gently, "Okay, let's take a rest, we can see Mom soon." ”

As soon as the little girl heard this, she saw her mother, and her two different eyes seemed to be shining, and she didn't know that she was tired, and she raised her hands above her head and cheered around the plague doctor, "I'm going to see my mother, I'm going to see my mother." ”

Seeing this, the plague doctor smiled, "Haha, slow down, baby, don't fall"

The plague doctor heard him as soon as he finished speaking

Touch~

A gunshot rang out, the sound was very loud, and it hit the plague doctor's bone mask and sat him on the ground, but the bullet did not leave any traces on it, but the reflected stray bullet directly knocked the upper body of the little girl away, and it seemed to be a large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle.

"Right on the point, right on the point. In the distance, a heavily armed man with an optical mapping instrument shouted over the walkie-talkie

"Target No. 1 has no damage on the outside, and the upper body of Target No. 2 is shattered, and the upper body of Target No. 2 is shattered. "Less than 100 meters away from the Plague Doctor, dozens of fully armed special operators in black combat uniforms, armed with fully automatic rifles and magic weapons, approached, and one of them reported with naked eye.

The Plague Doctor didn't show any expression, just squatted on the ground, picked up a piece of the little girl's still grinning cheek in both hands, then took a small glass jar from his body and carefully placed it inside.

"Target No. 1, is collecting fragments of Target No. 2, each unit is preparing for the first contact after 3 seconds, and each unit is preparing for the first contact after 3 seconds, 3,2,1," As a special combat team member said the last number, dozens of fully automatic rifles, magic weapons instantly tilted the body of the plague doctor, countless bullets and magic energy weapons, hit the vicinity of the plague doctor, dusty, firelight, and the shooting lasted for more than 2 minutes.

The squad leader shouted "Stop, stop, stop" over the walkie-talkie. ”

Everyone stopped attacking, some were checking the ammunition, the smoke slowly cleared, and the land near the plague doctor was burned into crystals by magical weapons, but the plague doctor was still half-crouched on the ground, but there were no more fragments of the little girl on the ground.

The plague doctor had a helpless expression in his eyes, black tears flowed from under his mask, trembling the spotless hands with white gloves, holding a handful of crystallized sand and slowly placing it in front of his eyes, his hands fluttering with the sand in the wind, the plague doctor looked up to the sky and roared, the kind of metal pipe stuffed with hay made a chilling roar, which was indescribable and even more maddening than fingernails scraping a blackboard.

None of the special operators within 100 meters could bear it, and the radio came out "second strike, second strike, sniper attack, sniper attack." ”

The second round of attacks began, but it did not stop the piercing scream, and the plague doctor walked with a steady pace, and no attack slowed down even the slightest of his speed, vengeful anger seeping through his mask, black tears dripping down his coat.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and those special operators were no longer able to attack, rolling on the ground with their heads covered, and the plague doctor stopped roaring, stretched out his hands and looked at the group of people in surprise, and said in an unacceptable voice, "Don't be afraid of you infected people, the doctor will cure you, but my treatment is a little different from that of others." ”

With a wave of his hand, the plague doctor flew out of his body with a large piece of black powder, directly surrounding every special combat member he could see, and then smiled to himself, "Hehe, it seems that there are too many patients." ”

An hour later, a man in a black combat uniform appeared in an office on the second floor, the office paper furnishings were all pork-related things, a small desk, and a pork segmentation diagram that could be seen as soon as you entered the door hung in the most obvious position, a fat man comparable to a fat pig sat on the armchair behind the desk, the meat on both sides was exposed from the armrest, wearing a white vest like a noodle bag, fat and greasy cheeks stretched downward, the eyes that narrowed into slits, and a few very scarce hairs on the head, living like a fat pig。

The special operator bowed his head and said, "Boss, the first team failed to stop him, it was simply purgatory on earth." ”

The greasy fat man struggled to lift up his cheeks, which were about to drop to his chest, revealing a mouthful of golden teeth, and let out a roar like a pig, "Ah~ah~ah~, what is that hell coming to me for?

The special operators could smell a smell from the man's mouth that was a thousand times worse than the rotten food, and he trembled at the disgusting smell and said, "We have tried our best, and the anti-materiel sniper rifle and magic weapons have no effect on him." “

Hearing this, the fat man's eyebrows stood up, and he didn't know that his strength could support the body like a hill and pull the fat out of the armchair, and when he stood up, this guy was two and a half heads taller than the special combat member, and he grabbed the special combat member's arm with a hard hand, and the fat man didn't know the strange force he was brought, so he directly dragged it up and passed over his head, and then the special combat member fell heavily from the second floor to the ground, and his brain burst to death.

The fat man sat down on the armchair again, and the chair was strong enough, and he obviously saw that the load-bearing pillar was bent to at least sixty degrees, and then the fat man gasped and cursed, "Waste, waste, raising a bunch of waste, you come and take that ghost, Lao Tzu will definitely kill you." “