Keep hunting, crematorium

After experiencing a bloody battle, the mental outlook of the Qin family's children has obviously changed.

Before they were dignified, upright, serious and serious.

But now, there is blood and fire in his eyes.

Qin Jue watched silently. Although he said nothing, he felt happy in his heart.

As long as it can be trained and moved, it is a good seedling.

"Uuuuuuuuah, hell! Murderer! Crazy!"

"Kill, kill, kill..."

There were more than thirty people in the supermarket.

Now there are only a dozen or so people left.

Half of the people were tainted by strange things and died under the swords of the Qin family's children.

The potato chip jar fell into a pool of blood, and the lollipop cried silently, as if to tell the story of the horrific killings that took place here.

Qin Jue ignored the panic, fear, and shrinking looks of the survivors.

"Calling it up!" Qin Jue waved his hand and prepared to go to the next hunting location.

"Wait!!" The bloodstained clerk girl threw herself in front of Qin Jue, her tears had dried up, and asked for help: "Yes, can you take me with you?"

Qin Jue didn't speak. The girl who was the clerk hurriedly pulled on her pure white lace socks: "I'm very beautiful, and I'm also very obedient. I have no parents. I'm an orphan. Brother, take me with you. I'll do whatever you want. Can....."

Qin Jue's eyes were always so indifferent.

It was as if he had seen through everything in the world.

He smiled softly, and this smile made the clerk girl think she had found the light.

But Qin Jue said: "In this world, being able to survive is luck, but not being able to survive is destiny."

"I can only tell you, in the past month, don't be afraid, don't shrink back, and face the disaster."

"If you can survive, then there may be hope for your life."

"If you die." Qin Jue shrugged: "Then just die. Anyway, the people who die every day can pile up like Mount Everest."

After that, Qin Jue left directly with the Qin family's children.

There was no hesitation, so decisive, like a selfish god.

...

"Brother Qin Jue, we should have brought that girl with us just now."

After leaving the supermarket, Qin Miao said cautiously: "Anyway, we, Old Qin, have a large family, and Brother Qin Jue is here. She should be able to survive if she follows us. Saving one person is also a blessing..."

What greeted him was Qin Jue's extremely cold eyes.

Qin Miao is a college student and has a sense of stupid clarity.

Qin Jue approached and stared at Qin Miao.

Qin Miao immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

Qin Feng, who was originally the leader of the younger generation of the Qin family, is now standing quietly behind Qin Jue, saying nothing in the face of this situation, which makes Qin Miao feel even more guilty.

"Let me tell you, in this world, if you want to protect the world, you must first pee and see if you have what it takes."

Qin Jue stared at Qin Miao and said it in a tone without any family emotion, but at the same time he was telling all the Qin family children.

"You don't have the ability, so you just take the porcelain job. If something goes wrong, are you capable of solving it?"

"You have the ability. Even if you are sitting on one hundred thousand refugees, even if these one hundred thousand refugees attract super level five monsters, as long as you can kill them, you will be a god."

"Overflowing kindness will only drag you into the abyss!"

Qin Miao nodded softly: "I understand, Brother Qin Jue."

Qin Jue turned around, said nothing, and continued towards the next destination.

Qin Miao raised his head and glanced at Qin Jue's back, bit his lip, and said no more.

On the way, Qin Feng asked: "Brother Qin Jue, where are we going?"

"crematorium."

Qin Jueyan's words are concise and concise.

But these three words shocked the hearts of all the Qin family disciples.

Everyone knows what kind of place the crematorium is.

It's just that many of the Qin family's children showed excited expressions.Killing those little creeps in the supermarket just now not only gave them some weirdness, but the most important thing was to eliminate their fear and fear of killing.

Killing people and fighting against the weird are two things.

I'm scared to death if I don't try it.

But as long as there is a first time.

You will get used to it gradually.

...

crematorium.

Lao Zhang is a fifty-year-old employee. He has worked in the crematorium all his life and has kept a straight face when facing all kinds of corpses. But today, he was so frightened that he was nervous and hugging a fire-fighting stick. Ax hid in his boss's office and shivered.

"Old Zhang, what on earth are you going to do?!"

the boss asked impatiently.

With that said, the boss threw away the 8864 titanium alloy mobile phone.

"Damn it, what a bullshit cell phone. It was so impressive when it was promoted, but now it doesn't even have a single signal!"

An enchanting hand picked it up. Xiaomi, commonly known as the mistress, was not good-looking. Her makeup was like whitewashing the walls. She pressed it against the boss's fat belly: "Oh, you are not willing to throw away such an expensive thing, but you are not willing to give it to others." Buy~"

"Buy, buy, buy. You prodigal bitch just know how to buy? What else do you know besides buying?"

"Why are you so mean to me? Why don't you know what I can do?"

The boss was told that he was tough and planned to start work where he was.

Suddenly Lao Zhang said nervously: "Don't even talk!"

The boss was about to get angry, but he found someone standing outside the window, and he was suddenly scared to death.

Just because the man outside the window has a rotten head, his eyes are drooped on his face, his tongue and teeth are mixed together, and he is walking staggeringly, as if he is looking for something.

"Old, Old Zhang, that...is that person the one who was sent here yesterday afternoon, the one whose head was crushed in the car accident?"

The boss was trembling with fear.

As a result, Xiaomi, whose makeup looked like Dabai, was the first to scream.

"Damn it, idiot, don't shout!" Lao Zhang growled.

But it was too late. Lao Zhang turned around and found that the crushed head, supported only by a bloody cervical vertebrae, stretched out from the window at the office door.

But instead of looking at Lao Zhang, he went straight to Xiaomi.

Both the boss and Lao Zhang were so frightened that they froze in place.

The crushed head came up to Xiaomi, and the festering flesh at the corner of her mouth tugged at the skin, and she laughed.

The smile got bigger and bigger, and the bloody mouth got bigger and bigger.

With a pop, Xiaomi stopped screaming and her head was swallowed.

There was a crunching sound of chewing.

Xiaomi's head was spat out.

The skin was torn off and mixed with Dabai, and the nose was pressed into the bones of the face. The bloody appearance also looked like the head was crushed in a car accident.

Weiwei tilted his rotten head, staring at Xiaomi's head, looking left and right, swallowing it and chewing it from time to time, as if he was carefully carving a piece of art exactly like his own.

"ah!"

The boss screamed and ran out with his fat body like a second-level athlete.

Lao Zhang also ran away shivering while carrying a fire ax.

"Why are ghosts crying and wolves howling?"

A cold voice sounded, and Lao Zhang froze on the spot.

Facing the morgue that was originally filled with corpses about to be incinerated, it was now filled with people holding knives.

And those corpses had their heads chopped off and fell to the ground.

It looked like he had just gotten up.

"Hello? Talk."

The cold voice sounded again.

Lao Zhang calmed down and saw the young man in front of him.

The half-opened shirt revealed dense tattoos.

What is even more eye-catching is that there is a circle of blood around the young man's eyes.

At this moment, these eyes surrounded by bloodstains were staring coldly at him.