As soon as the voice fell, Wang Zhenshan had already walked up to the monster. The distance between the two sides was no more than one meter, and even Wang Zhenshan could feel the monster's "breathing".

At this moment, the monster also wondered why this prey had the courage to take the initiative to walk in front of him. Does he really know what fear is?

"Damn... come on!!!"

Wang Zhenshan snarled frantically, staring at the monster eagerly.

Under the monster's gaze, he jumped up and threw his fist at the enemy. This was his last weapon... After all the bullets had been shot out, he could only rely on his fist, and could only choose this Kind of the most primitive way of fighting.

The monster has no dodge, and there is no need to dodge.

It opened its mouth directly, and its rounded head split again, revealing the dense and horrifying teeth.

Bang.

Accompanied by this dull sound, Wang Zhenshan's half of his body also fell to the ground, like a garbage bag covered with blood, scarlet blood began to gush out from his wound, rising out in the cold night There was a burst of white heat...

When the monsters devoured Wang Zhenshan’s leftover corpses, the blood splashed on the street was still not cold. It seems that only they with the body's residual heat can prove that there was a member of the Secret Bureau who was not afraid of sacrifice. pass……

"Uncle Wang!!!"

Xiao Song’s mental breakdown was complete. Seeing Wang Zhenshan also dying in front of the monster, the fear in his heart had gradually been replaced by anger, although before that he was also a timid person who was afraid of death... I thought about evacuating the scene first in accordance with the internal rules and regulations of the Secret Bureau. As for these ordinary people, they can be saved if they can be saved.

But now?

His mentality has undergone a subtle change unknowingly. With Lao Wang and Li Laizi as proofing for him, he suddenly looked down upon his original self...

But what can we do now?

There are so many ordinary people on the street who have lost the ability to escape, and there is only one of them left on their side. Even if they grow eight hands, it is impossible to take them all at once, not to mention that this monster has already stared at him. Up...

After devouring Wang Zhenshan's corpse, the monster ran directly towards him. In the process, the monster deliberately slowed down its movement speed, seeming to want to see more of the ugly state of these low-level beings struggling before fear...

"Requesting reinforcement..." Xiao Song supported an old man with one hand, and with the other hand a kid who was scared of peeing his pants, yelling constantly into the headset, with a cry in his voice, "There are many more here. Civilians!! Ask for reinforcements!! You send someone here soon!! I can't save them by myself..."

In the end, Xiao Song’s emotions have completely collapsed. The death of the two seniors directly caused him to lose his ability to manage his emotions. After all, this child is still young. Even the more dangerous cases have never been touched.

Is he afraid of death?

Afraid.

But now he can't feel the fear. There is only anger in his heart, only regret, and only hating that his own ability is too weak can not save them...

If he died in the mouth of the monster, other people would definitely not escape death. When the time comes to Huangquan Road, Uncle Wang and Uncle Li should blame me, right?

But I really tried my best...

I really tried my best...

"Call for reinforcements!! Send someone to rescue them!! I can't save so much by my own mother!! There are old people and children here!! You guys send someone soon!! I beg you ooh! ..."

In the live broadcast room.

All audiences have forgotten their fear at this moment.

Human empathy is incomprehensible by abnormal life.

Just like at this moment, those viewers who watched the live broadcast are no longer afraid of the abnormal life, their hearts are full of anger, and they are all sad for the two unknown victims...

"Damn! Why didn't anyone help them?! They should be members of a special organization! Why didn't anyone help them!!"

"I... I can't stand it anymore... Although I don't know these people... But I really want to cry..."

"I'm thinking of your uncle! How many talents does this monster have to kill?! I really want to fight this bastard!!"

"Hurry up and come and save them!!"

"I dare not watch..."

At this moment, the monster stopped without warning.

When the audience in the live broadcast room was puzzled, he took a closer look and found that...As the monster chased Xiao Song and the others, an old and withered body was slowly crawling on the ground.

It was an old man in tattered clothes. He looked a bit like a tramp. There was a pocket made of linen hanging behind his back, filled with many empty plastic bottles...

No one knew him.

No one paid attention to him.

Until now, the old man crawled slowly towards the middle of the road, silently blocking the way the monster chased Xiao Song and the others.

At this time, everyone was able to discover him.

"Dogday... there really are demons and monsters..."

The old man's face was pale, and his forehead was full of cold sweat from pain. Obviously, I fell hard while escaping with the masses. Almost all of the right leg was deformed by the people who ran away from the road. The bones were bent into a strange arc, and people couldn’t bear to look at them. Hold back and take a breath of air-conditioning.

"Don't chase them... They are so young that they shouldn't die... If you want to eat people, eat me first... I won't live with this bone for a few years..."

The old man’s accent was obviously from a foreign country. When he said this sentence, he also gathered up the courage to raise his head, wanting to see what the legendary monster looks like...

The old face was full of traces left by the years, and the wrinkled skin was covered with age spots, which looked like dead tree bark, and his eyes had turned yellow, and his turbid eyes could not see his fear.

The monster is really curious.

Where did this aging low-level life's courage stand in front of him?

It thought for a while, and suddenly it felt a little boring, because the low-level life in front of it seemed so weak that it couldn't be interested at all...

"Knock down all monsters...paper tigers..."

The old man murmured softly, this was the loudest sound he could make.

When he saw the monster opening his mouth and slowly approaching him, the old man still pulled the broken wooden stick he used to assist in walking, and was about to knock it up... But at this moment, there was an angry voice not far away. Scolding, immediately attracted the monster's attention.

"You bastard, don't bully the old man in particular! You have the ability to come to me! I want you to be an uncle, you are a cripple..."

The person scolding the street at this juncture is a middle-aged strong man who doesn’t look like a good person. He wears a suit and tie. He carries a half-pack of Chinese in his handbag, and a gold necklace hanging on his neck. It is surprisingly thick like a dog chain.

After cursing a few words, the strong man climbed up against the wall tremblingly, picked up a brick and threw it at the monster.

"Damn... which deflated calf pushed me just now... and made your grandfather my feet..."

The middle-aged man cursed and stared at the monster with a fierce expression.

"Don't look at my grandfather's feet, thinking that when I walked the rivers and lakes, what kind of scenes I have never seen, even if it is a monster like you..."

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, the monster snapped the old man's neck with one bite, and then disappeared from the place, as if it had exhibited an ability similar to teleportation.

When it reappeared, it had already arrived in front of the middle-aged man scolding the street.

"Your eldest man... you are really a beast... even old people are killed..."

This middle-aged man who spoke like a rascal was already stunned. He looked at the monster close at hand, although he had fear in his heart, but it was more of a kind of anger... If it weren't for being stepped on by the crowd before. , It is estimated that he can really roll up his sleeves to fight the monster desperately now.

At this moment, several young men got up nearby.

They used to cry and want to escape.

One of them had just been scared to pee his pants.

but now……

They don't want to run,

"I didn't expect the plot in the online novel to be true..."

The young man who was talking was wearing glasses, and his face was tender and gentle. At first sight, he was a student from a nearby university. When he was talking, he also helped the girl who was sitting paralyzed next to him up.

"Yuanyuan, don't be afraid, it's okay, you can slowly run outside with the wall... as far as you can run, the surname Song just now can't take so many people, we have to rely on ourselves!"

"Then... what about you?"

"Everyone runs, no one can run away, I'm going to fuck..."

He gritted his teeth and cursed. The smell of blood in the air made him tremble uncontrollably, but he remembered everything he had seen before... The two middle-aged men of unknown origin sacrificed themselves, and the old scavenger crawled into the middle of the road. To block the way of this monster.

Thinking of this, his eyes were completely red.

Even if he is just an ordinary person, just a student still in the ivory tower, but he also has the most basic human empathy... Seeing the same kind of being killed by this monster, the fear in his heart has long been dissipated by grief and anger.

Be a coward who must die.

Let's be a hero who can only live for a few seconds.

He chose the latter without hesitation.

"Humans have a self-destructive instinct...this is what the teacher told us...I have never believed...but I do now..."

"Okay, Lao Lu, don't talk to your buddies anymore. Let your younger brother and sister take your sister-in-law and they run first, let's break off here!" Another student with a stronger physique also spoke, although the words were arrogant. Qianyun, but his instinctive fear still made him tremble constantly, "You said that if we recite Amitabha now, it doesn't work... Can recitation of the Buddha name scare away such monsters..."

"I guess you won't be scared."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice rang at the corner of the street.

When this sound appeared, the monster seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned his head to look over there.

There stood a man in a suit and leather shoes, his face pale and lifeless like a clay puppet sculpture.

Holding a long umbrella in his hand, he stood quietly on the corner of the street.

While speaking, his eyes also moved away from the students, and he looked at the monster blankly.

"The humble life..."