[BL, MTL] I'm Not Shouldering This Blame

Chapter 42: Warehouse

Jian Hua felt that this shouting voice was a little familiar.

The people in the warehouse quickly got up, holding on to their crudely made weapons, looking terrified.

The door is not firm, Jian Hua saw it when he came in, there were many claw marks on it, and it was estimated that it would not last long.

"Guan Ling! Others are afraid of you, I don't care, I don't know how much ability you have? The guy who was screaming outside kicked the iron door again, "Pretending all day long, I just learned two kung fu, I bah!" "

There was laughter outside.

Jian Hua's ability can only scan living things, and he knows that there is no awakened ability in it, but they are holding a watermelon knife or a bird-beating earthen gun, which is not good.

He quietly pressed his hand against the wall, and the warehouse was dimly lit, and no one noticed that there were long white filaments spreading along the walls, as they quickly became transparent and merged with the walls themselves.

The white-collar woman strode to the corner, picked up a shovel, and rushed to the door of the warehouse without saying a word.

"Smack." The person outside just stretched out his foot and kicked the door, and this time his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground.

The white-collar woman was not polite, a shovel smashed on the guy's calf, if it weren't for the natural strength, it was estimated that she could pick up the other party as a sandbag and throw it into the pile of people who were looking for fault.

A scuffle began inexplicably.

The warehouse door is large, which seems to be to facilitate the entry of forklifts, which means that the white-collar woman cannot guard the door alone.

In a small group of more than a dozen people, only a small number of people rushed to the front, and the rest were cowering.

The ones who come to find fault are very fierce, everyone carries a kitchen knife, they are very cunning, avoiding a few people in the small group who dare to fight, and the rest are all fancy and hide faster than anyone else.

Soon they rushed to the carcass of the gibbon that they hadn't had time to discard.

When he opened the fur and found that the better meat inside was gone, he immediately became angry and shouted and cursed.

Originally, Jian Hua didn't want to get involved in this mess, but the murderers who didn't grab the food picked up their knives and slashed at the people who were dodging, and their distorted faces turned from anger to excited bloodlust.

There are no laws for abandoning the world.

It's a place full of monsters that can die at any moment.

When death becomes no stranger, tragedies are everywhere at any time, the bottom line of morality in people's hearts is gradually disappearing, and many things that are unthinkable are now done without blinking.

The warehouse was full of screams and the smell of blood.

The white-collar woman smashed one person away in anger and shouted at the murderers: "Are you crazy? Bloody gas will attract those monsters! "

"Come on, all the stuff around here has been eaten by mushrooms!"

"Stupid pig! The mushrooms haven't grown this far yet! The white-collar woman rushed out of the warehouse without looking back, "Hurry up!" "

Jian Hua turned his head sideways to avoid a knife that was cut over, and the knife-wielding murderer actually did not give up.

Listening to a series of screams in his ears, Jian Hua frowned, smashed a fist on the murderer's elbow, the kitchen knife flew out of his hand, and Jian Hua kicked his knee again, sideways to avoid when the opponent pounced, and at the same time slammed his palm on the back of the guy's neck.