"He's really lucky, at least he only suffered for a short time." Xu Zhian witnessed everything and said enviously to Long Sanshi, "Before we dragged you out, there were quite a few guys who couldn't even die directly."
Xu Pei'an chimed in, saying that she thought the unlucky guy sang quite well, and that the idiot named Shen Qianjin didn't understand music at all.
This kind of thing is quite common. The battle royale has been going on for almost three hours. In this world where there is no morality, there will always be a group of people looking for some fun. All kindness and pity are absurd; they will make you look extremely stupid.
Things that were originally normal have become distorted.
"How long are we supposed to hide?"
Xu Pei'an was getting impatient. She really wanted to fight Shen Qianjin. It would be so satisfying to chop people up with that axe. She would bite open his stomach first, let his intestines spill out, and then make him sing while holding a wine glass in his mouth. That would be so much fun.
The brief killing spree ended, and they cheered a few times before heading into the safe house, as if they had been in hell one second and then kicked into a Disney fairy tale the next.
What followed was simple: drink, discuss the dead idiots, plot against teammates who hadn't yet turned against each other, and fill your stomach.
These people stayed in the safe house for fifteen minutes, and then left.
"Anyway, there's no need for it now."
Xu Zhian came out and looked at the body. Only then did he realize that it was a child, probably not even eighteen years old.
The head lay alone in the ground, blood soaking the earth. The expression on his face was one of fear and confusion before death. No one wanted to look at him. Now, this kind of thing is happening everywhere.
“Let’s follow them.” Long Sanshi looked away, her blood reflecting her tragically beautiful face, making her look like a ghost.
They had no reason to refuse such a delightful offer.
...
After the pleasant "layoff," the atmosphere in the team, now down to just three, improved considerably. They were discussing why the kid sang so badly. Some said he was too nervous, while others felt that Shen Qianjin shouldn't have chopped off his hand first; he should have finished the song before doing so, since pain would affect his performance.
Anyway, the only loss is a fragile experimental subject. His abilities are useless anyway. They'll disembowel him sooner or later. It's good that he died at the right time.
The group walked towards the rainforest, discussing their next tactics. They could find a place to ambush, since someone in the team had the ability to disguise themselves, and then they just had to wait for the idiots to take the bait.
Long Sanshi hid behind the bushes, staring expressionlessly at Shen Qianjin, who was being protected in the middle of the group. He looked just like the protagonist in a post-apocalyptic wasteland novel, with a muscular physique like a bodybuilding coach. His face was also full of tough-guy features, with sharp angles, like a sculpture, and the scar at the corner of his eye added to his maturity.
For the first time ever, she suddenly remembered what He Yu had said when he met her.
"Someone as beautiful as you should go to hell to avoid the suffering of the world."
Long Sanshi finally understood how reasonable those words were.
Only oxygen... makes one feel alive.
And to live is to kill everyone.
Xu Pei'an also hid behind her, staring at Shen Qianjin's arrogant and rampant smile, thinking to herself, "This idiot is actually quite handsome if you look closely. I'll have to cut off his face and stick it on my own later."
Although the group was still chatting, they were very careful in setting up an ambush. Someone said, "Let's just wait for those guys to take the bait. Now we can think of a way to mess with them."
Shen Qianjin kicked him and laughed, "If no one comes later, I'll cut off your ear and eat it as a snack."
Let's get started.
As this thought spread through his mind, Xu Zhian instantly went berserk, transforming into a giant covered in crimson. He moved with lightning speed, like a scarlet ghost, arriving directly in front of Shen Qianjin almost instantly.
No one could have realized that a group of equally idle people had been observing from the shadows for a long time before deciding to come out and collect some interest.
In a second or two, Xu Zhian could see his ridiculous expression, his wide-eyed eyes filled with astonishment, and even a hint of mockery, as well as his own reflection.
Shen Qianjin finally came to his senses. He reached for his side, but his fingertips only grazed the axe handle. Xu Zhian's movements were too fast. The heavy punch he threw with all his might still landed squarely on his face. The indescribable force sent his head flying, and his tender brains splattered out, exploding into a beautiful patch of white specks.
The people next to him realized what was happening and immediately knelt down, shouting that they were surrendering.
Long Sanshi looked at the last person. Well... in just a short while, his neck had been bitten off by Xu Pei'an, and he was now lying on the ground convulsing, while the culprit was covering her mouth and screaming, saying that it hurt her to death.
"That's Spitter's acid. This guy's abilities come from a special type of infected in Left 4 Dead."
"Why didn't you say so sooner!" Xu Pei'an habitually shifted the blame onto others. She loosened her grip, revealing a disgusting ring of pustules around the corner of her mouth.
"You acted too quickly. I had just stepped out when you killed him," Long Sanshi replied seriously.
"I don't care, you should have stopped me!"
While the two were bickering, Xu Zhian brought the last person over like a chick. He complained that this guy had surrendered from the beginning and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, which was really annoying.
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