Stray Chapter 100: 1000-7

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The mob leader covered his neck, but couldn't stop the blood, let alone pull the iron pipe out of the deep throat, his eyes were extremely frightened and unbelievable, and he was desperately struggling for the last time.

Why is this happening?

Why did he die? Why would he be the one who died, not this **** idiot in front of him!

No no no! It's not like this, it can't be like this... It's all fake! Yep, it's all fake!

Incomparable fear, he tried his best to utter those loud, but meaningless syllables from his open mouth, and spit out more blood...

It's no wonder that this guy is so scared, because he can obviously feel the feeling of the rapid passing of life force, which is definitely not a good experience. Even more frightened.

The kind of my soul that is flowing between my teeth, my body is losing its vitality rapidly, my vision is starting to become blurred, and my ears seem to be unable to hear any more sound——

Unfortunately, I couldn't do anything, I could only watch the shadow of death come to me, ruthlessly devour myself... This kind of fear is definitely the most painful torture during the last conscious period.

"It's really rubbish. If you want to kill people, you should be ready to be killed, right? It's your own ability to be able to survive. Why do you think it's natural for you to kill yourself by violence, and it's not allowed for others to kill you? ..."

Xia Ran looked at the mob leader with some disgust, and smashed the bag of potato chips into a ball and threw it into the opponent's face.

He despises such a waste, and despises him righteously, no longer caring about the guy next to him who has only instinctual spasms and convulsions, and is no different from a corpse, and looks up at the thugs over there.

If someone can keep calm and observe carefully at this time, they may find some abnormal places——

Obviously, after the thug leader was punched through the throat with a backhand, the blood seemed to have hit the biggest faucet.

However, Xia Ran, who was next to him, was not splashed at all, not even the slightest bloodstain, and even a faint invisible "circle" appeared on the ground under his feet. No blood spattered areas.

As if there was an invisible shield protecting him, even if he didn't have any response, the attack that the mob leader just waved at his head would definitely not hurt him.

It's just a pity that at this time, no one has such a strong psychological quality and enough meticulous observation, so they all ignored such a detail.

"Boss Hamasaki!"

"屮! He killed the boss of Hamasaki! How dare he fight back!"

"We killed him, we killed him together! Everyone avenged the boss!"

The group of thugs finally reacted one after another, and some people screamed in anger and urgency. Maybe other people were afraid just now, and were shocked by Xia Ran's brutal and decisive direct counter-kill, but the people around him After shouting a few more times, their timidity faded like a tide.

A large number of people, the group is emboldened, susceptible to suggestion, and contagious.

As a result, the rabble is often very impulsive, has poor judgment, emotional **** of judgment, emotional behavior, and is very barbaric, paranoid, and prone to extremes.

That's it right now, this group of people didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, and they didn't realize what kind of terrible enemy they and others were facing.

They didn't even know how Hamasaki was killed instantly, but because they didn't know, they didn't think there was any problem at all. After all, ignorant people are fearless. They subconsciously feel that this person is very skilled and has a fast reaction speed.

So Hamasaki was completely unprepared, and the opponent suddenly grabbed the weapon, stabbed his throat with his backhand, and killed him directly...

But so what? The advantage of their side is that there are many people, as long as they rush to kill each other with knives or sticks to death, even if this guy can fight again, so what, he will definitely kneel on the ground for more than ten seconds. I beg for mercy!

As soon as they shouted like this, they seemed to feel that they had a great advantage in an instant, and with a hula-la, half of them raised their baseball bats, iron pipes, and even machetes in their hands, and rushed out. .

How can you lose if there are too many people riding on the face!

Those who share the same hatred can't think calmly at this moment. They only have a pure and vicious emotion. They are purely brave and fierce. Dare to disobey their different voices!

They already know that this will be a brand new era, the old order and hierarchy will no longer exist, and people without strength have no value in life! Only powerful people like them can adapt to such a new world as quickly as possible and establish their rule in it!

Such an opportunity can't be let go without saying anything, and their limited brain capacity feels that from now on, they must dare to fight, dare to kill, and be ruthless in order to be able to become masters in the future.

How can they establish their prestige if there are casually people who can oppose them without enough **** lessons? Therefore, the guy on the opposite side who dares to fight back must die!

"Idiot! I'm going to make you go to **** to regret..."

"How dare you resist! You don't know what kind of stupid thing you have done!"

"Go to hell! Pig!"

This half of the people are full of blood, their eyes are red, and they are grinning and waving weapons of various forms in their hands. Seeing that they are about to rush in front of the idiot, everyone held their breath and poured all their power into on the muscles of the arm.

All of them with red eyes hoped that they could grab this head.

—the next moment!

The sound of ping ping pong pong sounded, as if it was the sound of gold and iron clashing, and it was unknown how many times it overlapped in an instant.

Then, just as the screams sounded, they overlapped one after another at the same time, and the silhouettes flew backwards in the direction they were charging.

The scene was like a classic kung fu movie. A large group of people rushed up, and then they were all beaten upside down and flew back. One by one, the thugs slammed heavily on the ground and let out a tragic howl like killing a pig.

No wonder they seem to be unable to withstand even such a blow, because they didn't just fly upside down for four or five meters, and then slammed into the solid ground, they were all chopped off one hand!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"My hand! My hand!"

"No! No—!!"

Their eyes were split, and they screamed wildly, holding the neatly severed arm with the other hand, watching the smooth incision gushing blood quickly, the pain hadn't been conveyed for a while. to the brain, yet the fear is already overwhelming.

Seven or eight launched an attack. They were going to go up and beat them directly. The thugs who beat the other party to death all enjoyed this kind of slashing treatment without exception.

Only the remaining half did not rush out, and the thugs who were still guarding the group of students escaped. However, they probably did not expect such a result. is shrunk to the limit.

Just like the group of students they were guarding, they fell into a state of complete disbelief.

"What, what..."

"This is a lie..."

"Impossible! It must be impossible..."

The left hand of the guy who was standing still, stretched, split, and mimicked at some point, like several huge poisonous snakes, surrounding him, and the end flashed with a sharp edge. Cold Light's Bone Blade——

In the area under his feet, there are baseball bats, iron pipes, machetes and other weapons scattered all over the floor, and there is a **** severed hand still holding it, all of which were suddenly killed in the moment of confrontation. The exploding left hand was mercilessly severed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

This scene was even more bizarre and terrifying than before. Finally, some students couldn't contain their fear and screamed loudly.

Some of the girls were pale, and their legs went limp.

The world is really changing so fast that they can't keep up with that speed at all. Yesterday, the apocalypse broke out, and zombies appeared one after another. Today, there is such a monster that seems to be even more ferocious?

Whether it's fear or stress, they can't stand the blows.

"How much is 1000-7?"

Xia Ran ignored the chaos over there, but narrowed her eyes slightly and asked such a question softly.

He is not the kind of person who is naive enough to think that the issue of alignment is above everything else, and he has to be unconditional for the so-called disgusting righteousness, although the truth is this - in the face of the zombie apocalypse, every living person is enough precious.

However, he won't choose the bigger picture for such a reason, and won't care about these rubbish... What a joke, can they really have a positive effect on the remaining human beings by surviving? ?

Would it be better if they didn't exist? After all, they live as manure machines that waste precious resources.

If the remaining people want to survive, they do need a strong group to manage, but more should play a leading role, rather than let this brainless waste rule.

—that would really help.

No one answered Xia Ran's math question just now, just like killing pigs, crying with pain and fear one after another.

"No... no! Please, have mercy..."

"Let me go! Let me go, don't do this... Yamada and the others told me to do this, it's none of my business..."

"Monster! Monster! You're a monster! Mom... Mom, come and save me, where are you, Mom... Get out! Don't touch me!"

Probably feeling the killing intent of the host, the left hand quickly split out a corresponding number of tentacles, and the sharp bone blade at the end was raised high, and came to the top of every thug who was paralyzed on the ground and burst into tears—

Appears to be ready to fill in.