Chapter XVIII: Continue the Hunt, Crematorium

After a bloody battle, the spiritual outlook of the children of the Qin family has obviously changed.

Before they were dignified, upright, serious, serious.

But now, there is blood and fire in the eyes.

Qin Jue silently looked at it in his eyes, although he didn't speak, but he was relieved in his heart.

As long as it can be adjusted, it is a good seedling.

"Woooooooooooooo Murderer! Lose your marbles! ”

"Kill, kill, kill......"

Originally, there were more than 30 people in the supermarket.

Now there are only a dozen or so left.

Half of them were strangely polluted and died under the knife of the Qin family's children.

Jars of chips lay in pools of blood, and lollipops wept silently, as if to tell of the horrific killings that had taken place here.

Qin would never pay attention to the panic, fear, and cowering eyes of those survivors.

"Call it a day!" Qin Jue waved his hand, preparing to go to the next hunting location.

"Wait!!" The clerk girl covered in blood rushed to Qin Jue, her tears had dried up, and she asked for help: "Yes, can you take me?" ”

Qin Jue didn't speak, and the clerk girl hurriedly pulled her socks that were originally pure white lace: "I'm beautiful, I'm also very obedient, I don't have parents, I'm an orphan, big brother, you take me, I can do whatever you want....."

Qin Jue's eyes were always so indifferent.

It seems to have seen through everything in the world.

He smiled softly, and the smile made the clerk girl think she had found the light.

But Qin Jue said: "In this world, it is lucky to be able to live, and it is fate to not survive." ”

"I can only tell you, in the last month, don't be afraid, don't back down, and face the disaster."

"If you can survive, then there may be hope for your life."

"If you're dead." Qin Jue shrugged: "Then let's die, anyway, people who die every day can be piled up into a Mount Everest." ”

After that, Qin Jue left directly with the children of the Qin family.

Without the slightest hesitation, so resolute, like a selfish god.

......

"Brother Qin Jue, we should have taken that girl just now."

Out of the supermarket, Qin Miao said cautiously: "Anyway, we have a lot of old Qin family, and Brother Qin Jue is here, she should be able to live with us, and saving someone is also a ...... merit."

What greeted him was Qin Jue's extremely cold eyes.

Qin Miao is a college student, and she has a stupid sense of clarity.

Qin Jue approached, staring at Qin Miao.

Qin Miao immediately lowered her head, not daring to look directly.

Qin Feng, as the original leader of the younger generation of the Qin family, is now standing quietly behind Qin Jue, and he did not speak in the face of this situation, which made Qin Miao's heart even more weak.

"Let me tell you, in this world, if you want to protect the world, you must first pee to see if you have that ability."

Qin Jue stared at Qin Miao in a tone without any family emotion, but at the same time, he also spoke to all the Qin family children.

"You don't have the ability, you go to do porcelain work, if there is a problem, do you have the ability to solve it?"

"You have the ability, even if you have 100,000 refugees, even if these 100,000 refugees attract super fifth-level weirdness, as long as you can kill them, you are a god."

"The overflow of kindness will only drag you into the abyss!"

Qin Miao nodded quietly: "I know, Brother Qin Jue." ”

Qin turned around, didn't speak again, and continued to head towards the next destination.

Qin Miao looked up at Qin Jue's back, bit her lip, and didn't speak again.

On the way, Qin Feng asked, "Brother Qin Jue, where are we going?" ”

"Crematorium."

Qin Jue's words were concise and to the point.

But in just three words, it shocked the hearts of all the Qin family disciples.

What kind of place is the crematorium, everyone who knows it.

It's just that many of the Qin family's children showed excited looks.

The little tricks that I killed in the supermarket just now not only gave them some weirdness, but most importantly, it eliminated their fear and fear of killing.

Killing people and fighting weirdness are two things.

I'm scared to death when I don't try.

But as long as there is a first time.

You'll get used to it later.

......

Crematorium.

Lao Zhang is a 50-year-old veteran employee who has worked in the crematorium all his life, and his face has not changed in the face of all kinds of corpses, but today, he is so frightened that he hides in the boss's office with a fire axe and shivers.

"Lao Zhang, what are you going to do?!"

The boss asked impatiently.

As he spoke, the boss threw away the 8864 titanium alloy mobile phone.

"Damn, what a bullshit mobile phone, it was bullshit when it was promoted, and now there is not even a single signal!"

A bewitching hand picked it up, commonly known as the second grandmother's Xiaomi, not good-looking, makeup is the same as painting the wall, sticking to the boss's fat belly: "Oh, such an expensive thing, you are willing to throw it, and you are reluctant to buy it for others~"

"Buy, buy, buy, you loser knows how to buy? What else do you know besides buying? ”

"Why are you so fierce? You don't know what I can do, do you? ”

The boss was said to be hard and planned to work on the spot.

Suddenly, Lao Zhang said nervously: "Don't speak!" ”

The boss just wanted to get angry, but he found a person standing outside the window, and he was immediately frightened and stiffened.

Just because the man outside the window, his head was rotten, his eyes drooped on his face, his tongue and teeth mixed together, and he walked staggeringly, as if he was looking for something.

"Old, old Zhang, that ..... Was that the guy the one who was sent in yesterday afternoon, the one whose head was crushed by a car accident? ”

The boss was so scared that he trembled.

As a result, Xiao Mi, who made up as much as a white brush, was the first to scream.

"Damn, stupid, don't shout!" Lao Zhang roared.

But when it was too late, Lao Zhang turned around and found that the crushed head, supported only by a bloody cervical vertebrae, had reached through the window at the door of the office.

didn't look at Lao Zhang, but went straight to Xiaomi.

Both the boss and Lao Zhang were frightened and stiffened in place.

The crushed head came to Xiaomi, and the festering flesh at the corner of her mouth was pulled against the skin, and she laughed.

The laughter grew louder and wider, and the bloody mouth grew bigger and bigger.

With a poof, Xiaomi stopped screaming and swallowed her head.

With a creaking chewing sound.

Mi's head was spat out.

The skin was torn off and mixed with Dabai, and the nose was pressed into the bones of the face, and the flesh and blood were blurred, which also looked like a car accident that had his head crushed.

Weirdly tilted his head, staring at Xiaomi's head left and right, and swallowing it and chewing it from time to time, as if he was carefully carving a work of art that was exactly like himself.

"Ahh

The boss screamed, and his fat body ran out like a second-level athlete.

Lao Zhang also fled tremblingly with a fire axe.

"What are the ghosts crying wolf howling about?"

The cold voice sounded, and Lao Zhang froze in place.

Facing the morgue, which was originally full of corpses about to be cremated, was now full of people carrying knives.

And those corpses were cut off and fell to the ground.

It looks like you've just gotten up.

"Hello? Speak. ”

The cold voice sounded again.

Old Zhang fixed his mind and saw the young man in front of him.

Half-open shirt, dense tattoos looming.

What is even more eye-catching is that there is a circle of blood marks around the young man's eyes.

At this moment, these eyes surrounded by bloodstains were staring at him coldly.