Chapter 120
Although Lu Jiamu was not an expert in strength, he was quite strong. He also made good use of the inertia of his running start, and his two kicks were not only extremely insulting, but also caused great damage.
The lunatic held up his broken jaw, unable to close his mouth or speak, and could only make “ahhhh” sounds.
The madness and greed in his eyes gradually faded away, and instinctive fear emerged.
Those who enjoy torture and killing want to torture others, not be tortured themselves.
The noise here only frightened the others for a short moment, and the madman who ran over from the front car seemed not to see it, and continued to use his hands and mouth to tear and pull at the others.
The carriage was in chaos, blood was all over the floor, and a lot of blood stains were splattered on the windows.
Lu Jiamu had just carried out "necessary social activities" with them, praising everyone in different ways as much as possible, which brought a lot of fun to everyone. At the same time, he had already recognized most of the people present, so there was no doubt that he was doing more harm than good.
He immediately took action to catch the madman who was causing trouble.
But these people are so crazy that even if they are pulled apart, they will still bite wildly with their eyes bloodshot.
Lu Jiamu had no choice but to kick them a few more times, but even though their bones were broken, these people refused to give up and instead became even crazier.
A few crazy people noticed Lu Jiamu, let go of the person who had been bitten to death, and pounced on him howling.
But the madman's scream was too loud, and he was stumbling and running slowly. When he ran behind Lu Jiamu, he was already prepared. He didn't even try to dodge. He just crouched down and used the force to throw the madman out.
Although these crazy people running over from the front carriage were extremely brutal and crazy, and would do anything to hurt people, that was all they had. In fact, they had no system in offense or defense, and they were just brave, but none of them could fight.
The people in the last few carriages also fought back fiercely, and soon, peace returned to the carriages.
The little girl hiding in the corner of the front carriage saw the situation clearly, screamed "Ah" and ran away quickly.
Most of the lunatics had lost their ability to move. They lay in the blood, staring at others with resentful eyes. Not long after, they suddenly died for unknown reasons.
"It looks like today is not a day worth looking forward to." The bishop said, looking at the mess on the ground. "If they come and hurt us, we will occasionally escape from such days. There are no extra activities today, but by tomorrow, everything will be back to normal."
The people in the last car began to try to throw out the bodies of the crazy people who ran from the front car, but many of them were bitten and scratched and had no strength to move the bodies, so they soon gave up.
The bishop limped onto the chair and immediately began a passionate speech, scolding the people who were running over from the front, accusing them of being inhumane and depraved, and praising them for once again defeating the enemies from the car in front.
After the speech, the passengers at the end started killing each other.
"It's time to exit." The bishop mobilized everyone's emotions, jumped down from his chair and explained, "When a person dies, he has no feelings. This way, you can suffer less for half a day. Anyway, you can restart and recover tomorrow. This is much faster than curing the disease."
That was indeed the case. It turned out that the escape he was talking about was death.
He rubbed his hands and looked at Kou Man carefully: "I see you are very strong, how about you give me a hand?"
Coleman looked at him strangely.
"It's no trouble, just slap me hard."
Kou Man didn't want to respond to him, so Lu Jiamu stretched out a hand and said, "I'm also very strong."
The bishop pointed at him and laughed at him: "I see, I see. You can do it too. It's just a matter of lending a hand."
Lu Jiamu looked at his hands: "Then you asked for it?"
The bishop nodded: "Yes, I asked for it."
"Don't blame me if you cry."
The bishop was already waiting for him with his face stretched out: "Of course I don't blame you. I should thank you."
Lu Jiamu made a few preparatory moves, and the bishop received the slap he wished for. He was hit against the carriage, and after a bang, he lay on the ground motionless, and no one knew whether he was dead or not.
Fearing that his death was not thorough enough, Lu Jiamu went up to help break his neck, sending him to the west completely.
The carriage soon became completely deserted, with only dead bodies left on the ground.
Coleman didn't like to personally kill the lives of friendly people, but she also knew that in a place where people could be resurrected infinitely, this was the most merciful way to treat the injured. Otherwise, others would have to live another day with their wounded bodies.
She nodded and walked over to the bodies to identify them.
There was a big difference in the way the group of crazy people running from the front died and the passengers in these carriages. She picked out the bodies of the crazy people running from the front and moved them away.
Lu Jiamu came to the last relatively clean carriage, sat down next to Yu Leng's body, and began to flip through the death diary again.
The diary immediately asked: [Why did you come to see me again?]
“There’s nothing to see here.”
[There are books over there, go read them.]
After Lu Jiamu flipped through the diary again, he went to look for the game console left by a passenger in the pile of miscellaneous items to play with.
After moving the bodies, Coleman also came to the last carriage: "Now it seems that this train has no ghost invasion except for the abnormal circulation. It seems that there are more conflicts between passengers."
Lu Jiamu nodded in agreement. "There's a contradiction between them being crazy and going crazy. But they're all safe."
None of them could fight. It seemed that even if they could learn more skills from each other over an infinite amount of time, they would not develop abnormal abilities.
Regardless of whether they are human or ghost, at least they behave like ordinary people. It seems that it is safe for the three of them to maintain the status quo.
The three of them sat together next to Yu Leng's body, and each picked out something of interest to do from the pile of miscellaneous items.
There were also some snacks in there that were looted from somewhere. There was no one left in the carriage, and they obviously had no need for these things today. So the three of them used up all their consumables without any scruples, and they didn't feel embarrassed at all.
Near midnight, the three people saw the swaying light again, shining through the iron sheet into their eyes. It seemed to be coming from the front of the car.
Coleman saw that there were only a few seconds left, so he stood up and said, "I'll go check it out, don't let them get bitten again."
She walked outside the carriage and stood still.
After twelve o'clock, the bright spot disappeared and the train entered a new cycle. The blood and minced meat that were originally all over the ground suddenly disappeared.
Those who died during the day were resurrected, and everyone was as healthy and unharmed as they were in the early hours of yesterday morning.
The madman who came from the car in front was dazed for a moment after he came back to life, and then he seemed to remember his previous experience.
They no longer showed that crazy and violent look in their eyes. Instead, after seeing Coleman standing there clearly, they showed fear on their faces and got up and ran away.
The other resurrected passengers said "Pah" to the person who ran away.
The bishop looked at those crazy people who were fleeing in panic, just spat, and did not give any more long speeches. Instead, he quickly ran to see Yu Leng, ready to take new first aid measures in the new day.
The passengers were very grateful for the help of the three people yesterday and they all surrounded Yu Leng more enthusiastically.
Yesterday they thought that the dying person was an incident between new passengers and were worried that if they rashly helped, the death of the person would cause dissatisfaction among the new passengers.
But yesterday the injured man died under the careful care of the new passengers, so today they dared to come and help.
The bishop held Yu Leng's face and observed it carefully, and then touched him, trying to determine the cause of the bleeding, but to no avail, so he had to ask: "Does he have any underlying disease?"
Lu Jiamu shook his head to indicate no.
"A good cook cannot cook without rice." The bishop sighed, "We used to have a doctor among us, so we know a little about medicine. But you also know that there is a security check before boarding the train, and our best weapon is a utility knife. It can't save him."
"But speaking of that doctor, he brought a box of hemostatics with him when he got on the bus. You can grab it and try it."
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