Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 78: Fatal confrontation
The incomparable killing focus, the incomparable emotional boiling, watered dead gray malice.
Similar attack methods, while swinging the knife and dodge, the weapons have no chance of encountering at all.
This is the battle between the killing instinct and the chain decision.
The staggered blade lights, the staggered body, the sound of the wind rang behind him, and he couldn't keep up with his speed and couldn't escape.
My body is like a rag doll that has been brutally tortured. In the blink of an eye, five bleeding wounds appear again on my body.
The depth of the wound is very consistent. Shirai did it deliberately. He is not afraid of any accidents at all. Even if he is about to die in the next moment, he still needs to enjoy the pleasure of Ling Chi.
If you continue like this, you will definitely die!
will die! will die! will die! will die!
must lock his attack!
can't escape! Can't escape! Can't escape!
attack. Active offense. Carry out the will to never retreat in this step. Keep your eyes open, lock in the deadly blade light, maximize your talents, observe every nerve, every inch of muscle, every breath, every particle of dust, any subtle interference can not be let go, and all possible attack routes Streamline it to the most likely one.
I threw the dagger, Shirai stepped away, and the chopping knife deflected in its trajectory, which was in line with the expected result.
The kitchen knife stopped in front of my chest.
The tip of the knife penetrated the palm of my right hand, and the blood slid down the blade and dripped on the ground.
While he was stunned, I pressed down my palm forcefully and held it together with the handle of the knife and his hand holding the handle. I caught you! I clenched a fist with my left hand and gave him a hard stroke on the head.
His body was knocked down by me, and he was pulled back by my hand.
repeats this. He was so dizzy when I was beaten. It hit him in the face again, and there was a cracking sensation in his fist.
This time he finally reacted, and the resistance was so fierce, I didn't catch him again.
Shirai’s upside-down body pulled the kitchen knife away from my palm, and fell heavily on the ground for several rolls, but he immediately straightened his posture and squatted there. It seemed that those few attacks were of no use. No.
His hat fell back, revealing a terrifying face. It was like being corroded by strong acid, and it was like being too old, with mottled flesh, peeling skin, and swelling and bruises after being beaten. It was not the appearance of a seventeen-year-old high school student.
His left eye was bleeding, and it seemed that he couldn't use it at all.
The time of the confrontation was really short, the frequency of shots was rapid, and the movement created was very small. The attention of passersby was attracted by the fire, and it seemed that we still did not notice our battle.
But if you continue, there is no guarantee that you will not be discovered. I have not completely lost the concept of human society, and the world has not really entered the end, so I have scruples for fear of being seen how I look. I thought Shirai would not care about this anymore, but he began to retreat into the shadow under the tree.
Even if he can kill people and set fires unscrupulously, he still chooses darkness as his hiding place. It is not entirely out of fear of the normal order of human society, but more like there are still some normal dregs left in his heart.
Even so, he is hopeless, both mind and body, has been deeply eroded by paranoid emotions and deteriorating appearance. Even if I and Sakiya were killed, it probably wouldn't be able to fill the emptiness, anger and fear in his heart.
Even if he is on the verge of death, he still has more and more powerful power. As long as he is still alive, this power is the only thing he has, and for this he will spend more unscrupulously. In order to fill this emptiness, they will kill more frequently and directly until they perish.
has wisdom, but is irrational, and has no faith. The heart of pure killing, no matter what kind of life, is a monster among monsters, the most dangerous existence.
Everything comes from the existence of the doomsday illusion, from the persecution of the goat union, from the very special bottle of "paradise" potion.
There is no doubt that once these sources spread, the end of this world will be more terrifying than the illusion of zombies and monsters rampant.
can't let him escape, he must be killed here!
I made up my mind to ignore the pain on my body. The heavy bleeding made me feel a little weak, and my right hand was severely injured, but it didn’t matter, my left hand could still move.
The dagger is nailed to the tree beside Shirai.
Hidden in the shadow, Shirai smiled miserably and raised the revolver he had taken from me.
"You seem to be the same as me..." He was struggling, and said bluntly: "However, I know that the bullet of this gun is very special. It scares me. It's just as effective for you, right?"
That’s right, if I am shot by the graystone dum in the gun, I will definitely finish playing. However, having a gun and shooting are basically two concepts. It is probably the first time Shirai has used a gun to fight. Even if he has military training, he only uses an old-fashioned rifle to shoot a target. It can be understood by his posture. For me, the gun in the hands of this layman is no more threatening than a knife.
The side of ordinary students remaining in the monster Shirai made him make a wrong choice.
In the eyes of many people, it is a foolish and meaningless thing for criminals to talk nonsense at a critical moment, but in fact, this kind of behavior is very necessary for criminals, even more important than completing the crime. This step is missing , Then even if the crime is completed, the pleasure of success cannot be obtained.
Shirai did not shoot at the first time. Instead, he said threatening words, just to get some kind of emotional vent from me, but he didn't get anything.
"Then shoot." I pointed to my head and said to him: "Aim here, don't shake your hands."
He widened his only right eye~IndoMTL.com~ his facial features wrinkled in angrily, making a heavy nasal sound.
Shirai stretched his hand forward again.
"Can't even use a gun? Poor fellow." I sneered deliberately.
Shirai made a weird noise, fingers strained, but nothing happened.
"The insurance is not open, idiot!"
Shirai looked down at the pistol subconsciously, and I rushed towards him immediately. He was too late to open the insurance, and smashed the revolver into the trash can, brandishing a kitchen knife to force me away. But my first target was not him, but the dagger stuck in the tree.
passed under the blade in a thrilling manner, lost an eye, and his attack accuracy has decreased a lot. I pulled out the dagger and walked around him to the left. Because of his limited vision, he was anxious for the first time. His actions were much larger, and he didn't have the same sense of precision as before.
I always put myself on the left side of Shirai, and he was unconsciously restrained by me. The two of us turned like millstones, swapping positions with each other. Now I can take the revolver out of the trash can with just one hand. However, Shirai also regained his composure and stared at me vigilantly. As long as I showed a gesture of holding a gun, he would attack immediately.
His speed is faster than me. If I don't have time to get the revolver, he will cut off my arm.
I exchanged attacks with him a few times, but he was not used to having only one right eye and he could no longer have the upper hand as before. My counterattack also hurt him a lot, because my dagger was made with graystone, while Shirai's kitchen knife was an ordinary thing.
Shirai couldn't think of a good way for a while, and we were deadlocked under the tree. He tilted his face and stared at me with his remaining right eye.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly fell from the top of the tree on the white well head.