After Shuo Yu finished speaking, he left. He would not attack a pregnant woman.
Ono Sachiko, whose husband Nohara Shunichi was a lieutenant colonel in the Japanese army and a senior researcher in the Kwantung Army's Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department, had tears still on her face when Sakutama left. She trembled all over and pressed her back against the hard tatami, not daring to move a muscle. She watched the man with bloody eyes, who looked like an evil spirit, suddenly appear and then suddenly disappear. She then carefully crawled over and held her husband Nohara's head in her arms.
She stared at the door in a daze, her hands stained with sticky blood. Today was the day her husband's colleagues were coming to her house for a party, so there were a dozen heads rolling around on the ground, breathless and staring at each other unwillingly. Their warm, soft bodies fell to the ground in all directions, staining the yellow-gray rice at Sachiko's feet red.
Shuo Yu continued walking until he came to the place where the experimental subjects were held. There were about a few hundred people locked up in a dark semi-basement where the air was very thin. Shuo Yu followed the hair and found Ma Shuan, the son of Ma Dajie. Fortunately, he had not been in there long and had not participated in the experiments or been infected with any infectious diseases. This should be the first good news he received tonight.
Shuo Yu slashed the iron gates holding all the civilians who had not yet been infected with the virus open with his sword, revealing large, neatly cut holes that would allow them to escape. He himself continued to walk through the prison cell, which was like a long corridor, looking for people.
Going upstream, he couldn't find a place to broadcast, so he could only use this clumsy way to find it, holding the small amulet in his hand.
[4578], [4372], [5831], [6742]... one after another, numbers passed him in a panic, scrambling to get away from here as quickly as possible, but like Moses parting the sea, they left a gap for him alone, so that Shuo Yu would not be swept away by the crowd. He looked up at Changfeng, who was hovering not far above his head, and smiled.
Most of the guys who were busy escaping at this time just thought they were dazzled. They actually saw a sword flying in the sky, and then the sword cut off the iron gate in front of them with just one stroke. Are they free?
The first thought upon being freed is to run.
When they ran out, they found that the outside was full of Japanese corpses. The little devils in yellow clothes had their heads and bodies separated and fell to the ground in a large area. It was like a Japanese carpet was spread directly on the ground. No matter where they went, it was the same scene. They didn't know why, but while they felt relieved, they were also a little scared, afraid that they would become the same as those people lying on the ground.
Fear of the unknown is a common human emotion.
They finally walked out of the dungeon they had dreamed of leaving, but everything in front of them made them unsure which leg to take to leave.
Suddenly, a gray kitten appeared in front of them, standing on a human tower made of countless headless corpses, licking its paws at them and meowing.
Everyone was stunned and didn't know where to go. Suddenly, someone in the crowd said something.
"It's the Cat God showing off his power. He's killed all those damned Japanese soldiers. Everyone, run!"
Just this one sentence seemed to have broken something, and seemed to give a reasonable explanation to everything in front of me.
Everyone started running after Maodou. Maodou looked back at Shuoyu who was still walking inside in a daze, then looked at the group of stupid humans behind him and shook his head. He thought, "It's better to leave such an important task to me, the cat."
Maodou turned around gracefully and quickly ran out with the group of fools behind him. If he met a fish that had escaped the net, he would go up and paw at the neck, then quickly dodge. This cat didn't want to get stained with stinky blood.
The guys following Maodou were even more certain of what they were thinking when they saw this scene. They looked carefully at Maodou, who was leading the way and licking his paws. Their admiration was like a surging river. They couldn't even utter a word. They just kept running after Maodou. That little gray figure was hope for them.
On the other side, Shuo Yu's mood became heavier and heavier. He didn't even know what he wanted to see. But at this moment, a child bumped into his legs, touched his thigh with his hand, raised his head, revealing his unfocused eyes, and a short green stubble on his round head. It felt good to touch.
"Uncle, why are you walking backwards? You should be walking forward."
Shuo Yu looked into those eyes, stretched out his hand and waved it before his eyes, then squatted down to meet his gaze. He had already run long ago. He had just met Sun Yan's captain and told him the amulet and the meeting place. He knew that the other party had many questions, but he had nothing to say, just asking him to hurry up.
The only ones left here were the child who stumbled and fell into his arms because he couldn't see, and Shuoyu himself.
He stroked the child's hair, asked his name and his family, and got the answer he should have expected. Then he took the child's hand and went out with him.
"Let's go, Dashan. Uncle just took the wrong road. Thanks to you for reminding me. Let's go together."
Shuo Yu stopped here. He didn't want to look any further. Any more would be reduced to ashes in the fire, and then there would be nothing left. So there was no need to look any further.
He held the blind girl's hand and left the place. He stood in front of the tall buildings with red bricks and green tiles, watching the rising flames devour everything.
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