Chapter 22: The Safe House Crisis
"Ahh
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die"
Watching everyone cry and scream, running around, the pollutant who was not in any interest was obviously attracted to attention, and instantly became excited.
"Damn, shut up."
Yas looked at the panicked crowd and had a headache, these people had more or less been on a mission, why couldn't they hold their breath at the critical moment.
One of the men, who was emotionally broken, rushed up to Yas and began to shout.
"You're not a hunter, you go out, go out and kill it, you go out!"
Yas looked indifferent, he already knew that these people were selfish, they would only enjoy what he had to give, and never think about anything for him.
The giant beast pollutant had already begun to smell, and then, finding the doorway of the safe spot, it stretched out its claws and scooped into it with a hunting spirit.
Yas dodged quickly, and by the time he wanted to rescue the man next to him, it was too late.
The claws of the giant beast pollutant still pierced the man's body, and he immediately pulled it out, then grabbed it, sniffed it close to the tip of his nose, and discarded the man as far away as garbage and toys.
Then he began to study the entrance to the cave.
The rest of the people in the house were completely frightened and quiet, and the street chief looked at Yas, his kind expression became obscure, as if he blamed Yas for not saving people in the first place.
Yas avoided the mayor's gaze and walked inside.
"If you don't want to die, gather in the house, don't go near the door, and don't scream, this will only irritate it even more."
When everyone heard this, they didn't care about anything else, and they all followed Yas to the safe house.
The giant beast pollutant outside the small door stretched out its claws a few times, seeing that he couldn't touch anything, not only became a little irritable.
"Knock-knock-knock"
There was another sound of footsteps, and it began to wander around the safe house, and everyone was breathing rapidly and worried.
Looking at the street chief, he muttered quietly:
"It's been so long, why haven't the hunters come yet."
The street chief was helpless, looked at the communicator that had no message response, shook his head and sighed.
Everyone instantly felt sad in their hearts, and an atmosphere called death enveloped the safe spot house.
On the other side, Shen Xi was still anxiously hurrying, and the mold infection was strong, and she encountered a few small pollutants on the road from time to time to delay her time, so she had to save her purification capacity and hurry up.
"The system, it can't be teleported yet, it will take me more than twenty minutes to get there."
System: "Sorry host, at this time the system does not determine that the contaminant has the attack grumpy state, and cannot enable teleportation. ”
Shen Xi was puzzled,
"And what's the current situation with pollutants?"
System: "At the moment the pollutant is in a pleasant mood except for a slight agitation. “
Are you sure? After the infection, the contaminant screamed so badly that it actually said that it was in a happy mood.
Shen Xi was in a hurry and had no choice, so he had to speed up and rush to the north street, only hoping that Yasi could hold on and not have any accidents.
With a "snap", the giant beast pollutant seemed to have found a hole in the safe house, and cut a hole with its claws.
"Ahhh
"Ahhhh It's coming in. ”
The crowd was in confusion again.
Then the pollutants were encouraged, and several more holes were dug out one after the other.
It's a game for pollutants, but for the survivors in the house, it's a talisman.
Yas watched the hole grow and thought it couldn't go on like this, so he went to the hole where the pollutant stretched out his claws to dig the hole, ready to give him a blow.
But the pollutant changed its plan, and it jumped on the roof again, began to pull hard, then jumped to the side, and slammed into the safe house, and after a few hits, the wall began to crumble.
The crowd could no longer be suppressed, and they were completely in a mess, and some of the survivors who were emotionally out of control had already opened the door and rushed out, some of them instantly became the ghosts of the polluted claws, and some of them were lucky enough to hide in other houses.
Seeing that the safe house was about to collapse, the team of hunters still did not appear, and the rest of the people began to panic.
The pollutant took the opportunity to stretch out his claws again, and Yas raised his knife and slashed with precision.
"Howl-"
The pollutant screamed in anger, and the few people around Yas immediately made up their minds.
"Yas, Yas, help."
"Save me, save me, when I get out alive, I will give you everything you want, everything you want."
"Save me, protect me first, I have a lot of things at home."
Looking at the people who used to despise him, but now crying and begging for his protection, Yas only felt uncomfortable.
"I can't take care of so many people, I can only take care of a few people, and I can cover you to take refuge in other houses."
In this situation, everyone is not stupid, the probability of being able to run out is too low, even if they run out, they will be found and killed by pollutants, and a few people will look at each other, that is, it will be safer to stay by Yas's side.
He didn't want to let go of Yas.
At this time, the street chief, who had been staying aside, also walked towards Yas, followed by the man who was fighting for the bench with him the day before, he also lost his previous spirit, and his face was pale at the moment.
"Yas, are you sure?"
The mayor still had a glimmer of hope, pinning his hopes on Yas, and he had no other way to respond to the communicator.
Yas looked at the street chief, firmly reassuring him.
"Don't worry, I'll do my best to protect you."
The three people around Yas glanced at each other, as if determined to fight for their own chances of survival, and looked at the street chief without the respect they had in the past.
What are you kidding, it's all at this time, who cares about what street chief, who doesn't know about Beixiang Street, the street chief Yu Yasi is kind, and when the pollutant rushes in, this kid will definitely protect the street chief as soon as possible, where can he take care of a few of them.
Pollutants from outside continued to destroy the safe house, and several people were even more anxious when they saw that the entire wall was about to be overturned.
No, I have to fight for something, and now I have to say something.
"Yas, Yas, you must protect us first."
"Yes, you protect us first, we have no grievances, we have never been sorry for you except for following them to call you a traitor."
Several people looked at the street chief hostilely, in line with the Tao.
At such a moment of life and death, it's no wonder that they want to live, they don't want to die, Yas has only one, and he must not be allowed to stand on the side of the street chief.
"Yes, Yas, we never hurt your parents, you..."
The man was about to exit when he was angrily interrupted by the street chief.
"Chen Xiaoxu, what nonsense are you talking about, you don't want to die."
In the past, they would definitely succumb to the authority of the street chief and dare not resist, but now, if they don't resist, they will die.
After all, after tonight, it is not certain whether the street chief will live or not.
Even if Yas was sluggish, he vaguely understood something, not to mention that it was about his parents.
Thinking of Yas's parents a few years ago