monster

For some people, accidents are the best remedy for a boring life.

For individuals who like to maintain the status quo, accidents represent departures from the norm and are often inseparable from chaos.

Esther didn't hate accidents, but she hated trouble, such as the current situation.

Blood as crimson as the full moon tonight was spreading on the ground, staining the soles of Esther's shoes. The victim was a young girl. Her thin limbs were twisted outwards in a weird way. There was a hole in her chest and abdomen exposed to the air, and the organs inside were being torn apart by the monster.

The monster was still laughing. Its body was covered with cracks, like a ceramic puppet that had been smashed and then stuck together. From the cracks, you could even see the pulsating muscle fibers underneath.

However, Esther relied on her intuition to recognize that it was the leader of the famous pickpocket gang in Iron Cross Street, a middle-aged man named Brick. He killed a group of orphans, taught these young and helpless children to steal, and then threatened them with fists and bread to hand over the proceeds to satisfy his daily expenses, alcohol addiction, and lust.

There were a few children huddled together in the corner. They were shivering and didn't even dare to cry. Their eyes were filled with despair. Although Brick usually punches and kicks these children, he never actually kills them. After all, you can't make money from dead people. The situation was different today, he seemed to have completely lost his mind.

How did Brick become a monster? Esther didn't know it, but she knew she had been discovered.

The monster looked back at her, his eyes were scarlet, glowing coldly under the crimson moonlight. There were very few "human" features on his face. His lips and nose were swollen, as if they might burst at any time, leaving behind a hole dripping with blood.

Esther wanted to just run away. It was none of her business how many people died anyway, but the eyes of those children longing for redemption made it impossible for her to leave the scene just like that at the urging of the little bug.

They would all die, but at least she still had some agility and nimble fingers, so she could fight for a while.

In the final analysis, she just heard screams near the back door of the bakery in the middle of the night, and for fear of affecting Wendy, she put on her coat and came out to take a look - it was better not to watch and leave the murder to the police in the next morning to worry about. People who live in this area know the principle of survival by minding their own business, and Esther certainly knows it too, but the scream makes her heart palpitate so much that she can't ignore it.

So she got into trouble.

Esther dug out the razor blade that she had found in her purse. She had been carrying it with her since she met the gangster. In order to detect the screams here, she even had a kitchen knife on her lower waist.

It's over. If you can still survive, this broken kitchen knife will definitely be useless after cutting the monster, and next week's salary will also be gone.

Esther's face instantly darkened. She originally wanted to use the salary to order newspapers and try a delicious little restaurant near the Night Church.

All wasted!

The monster Brick turned into seemed to be wary of something, and it delayed charging towards Esther, but the children behind him were blocked in the alley, unable to escape at all.

Esther decided that she would break the deadlock and create opportunities for several children to escape first.

The cold blades flew through the air. With just the right control of her wrists and fingers, Esther successfully ejected the two blades and stabbed them into the monster's face. The accuracy was better than she expected.

The monster roared after taking pain, raised its legs and rushed towards Esther. Esther led him out of the alley, ran to the street, and shouted to the dumbfounded children behind: "Run!" !Run far away! Grab your friends! Hurry!"

After she confirmed that the monster had identified her, she ran another ten meters away. The main street was empty late at night. The crowded shops during the day had been put away, and there were only countless crates or wooden racks piled on the street. On both sides, there are old houses with no movement and dark windows.

After the monster decided to run towards Esther on all fours, the distance between the two quickly closed. Following her instinctive warning, Esther suddenly turned around and ran in the opposite direction. She quickly pulled out the kitchen knife, and the not-so-sharp blade struck the monster's Heavenly Spirit Cap hard, as if it had hit a hard piece of metal. On bricks.

This time Esther's hand was off. She could feel her limbs trembling slightly due to the surge of adrenaline. The kitchen knife failed to cut into the monster's eyes, but only cut into a piece of its skull, and then got stuck in its skull. .

Tough luck! Tough luck! What a bad luck!

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