Lyon heard the faint curse, and he felt that the voice was very familiar... Yes, it seemed to be the voice of the sloppy doctor.

But Lyon knew that the doctor was dead! No one could survive half of his spine being torn.

So, I must have heard it wrong. I have been very nervous these days, coupled with this sudden drastic change in life and death, which has caused my mind to be confused.

But, curses can be explained by auditory hallucinations, so...what is the person in front of you?

He looked at the man in front of him who looked like a wall and asked himself.

Is it an illusion?

There was a sound of wind, and Lyon knew that it was the monster's sharp claws that brought out an airflow that had not been able to escape when it was slapped. The huge wind was slashed open again with a knife, hitting the body, scattering to both sides, blowing the rolling smoke and dust...

Of course this is not an illusion. Lyon has not been scared to the point where he can't tell whether he is real or illusory.

It was this butcher, he must have been infected... Lyon looked at the obviously chubby but gave people a sense of majestic contradiction, the blue-black skin spreading with blood vessels as dark as dark branches... and the medical bandage on his arms that was broken by the impact of the huge force.

Under the bandage is a circle of terrifying tooth marks.

Yes, this person was bitten, he should have turned into a zombie... But why didn't he bit me like other zombies...but, to protect me?

Lyon didn't know that he was just a policeman who had just come to work, and he didn't know anything. He hadn't even remembered what the butcher was called?

Old George?

Old Jonathan?

Or... Old Joey?

......

This is a very difficult question, because not only Lyon was thinking, but the butcher in front of him was thinking.

"My mind is so messy."

"What's my name?"

"Where am I?"

"who I am?"

"Oh, by the way, my name seems to be Old Joey... But this name is a bit special. I should have a name..."

"Bang!!"

A loud bang was no less than the sound of the explosion of those grenades or flash bombs. It was a sharp claw that slammed the butcher's face. The huge impact force pushed the dust away, forming a ripple like a physical one.

This slap can penetrate a wall!

However, the butcher's head simply turned around in one direction with the slap, and then... slowly turned back.

"Yes, I'm a butcher, I should have another name... what's the name?" He was slapped on the face with a shocking slap, and the corners of his mouth cracked, and blood oozed into his beard: "I seem to remember something? Heaven... Yes, hit me again! Haha-Remember me! Hit me again... Please! You!"

Maybe it was because his mouth was broken, or maybe the virus had begun to erode his nerves. In short, no one could hear what he was saying, and only heard the laughter... It was filled with an inexplicable sadness and deafening feeling!

"Bang!!"

Another loud noise, louder than the last time, almost leaving the category of physical impact. If you have to make an example, it would be like two huge shot puts used for demolition, wrapped in a thick layer of tire rubber, and then hitting each other with the greatest force.

It is extremely dull, but it has a silent roar.

The butcher's head was almost photographed at an angle that was enough to break his neck. Lyon had already seen the grayish-white eyes and blood that had popped out behind him.

"Crunch-Crunch-Crunch-"

The sound that makes the scalp numb is the sharp and dumb friction sound when twisting and breaking bones.

His head was twisted back into its original position in a non-human way by the brute force of the neck muscles.

"Hahahahahahahahaha" he laughed, but there was a little crying in his voice: "Yes, I remembered... a name I tried my best to forget..."

"boom!"

This was the third loud noise. It might be because I found that the silly man in front of me was still standing under my claws, which made the monster feel embarrassed. Therefore, the third stroke was more fierce and heavier than the previous ones.

With a loud bang, a hurricane blew away all the smoke and dust. People saw clearly the ruins, two giants with shapes that surpassed ordinary people.

But this time, the monster's claws did not slap the butcher's face again, but... were blocked in mid-air by a hand.

"I got my name... it's Owenke..."

He whispered lightly, as if crying, whispering, and moaning.

Sudden,

The butcher who called himself Oinke suddenly pulled the monster towards him... In fact, his hand could not hold the 30-centimeter-diameter Juju Claw at all, but he still pulled the other party over. Because his fingers were deeply trapped into the flesh and blood of the giant claws, and blood mixed with thick juice splashed, dyeing the butcher's body red.

puff......

Unlike before, this sound was not very loud, and it sounded like a step into a mud bark.

Because, this punch was hit by the butcher.

The fist he swung was slow and ugly, and he didn't even clench his fist because he was still holding the short and stupid butcher knife in his hand.

However, with this sound, his fist fell deeply into the other person's chest.

Then... I fell into it a little more.

Got stuck in some more...

This is not a pounding, but a slamming inward and digging inward. The knife was adjusted to the right position. The rusty blade turned into a blade that broke the rock, inserted straight into it, and ended up at the elbow! It was like the ancient stupid and cruel technique when killing a pig...barbaric, rude, and inhumane.

"Ao——"

The monster started screaming, but it could be felt that it was not a roar, but a scream.

The huge eyeballs suddenly opened, staring at the person who was close to him. The tight pupils were filled with obvious... fear.

The giant claw began to dance wildly and hit the guy in front of him. However, no matter how heavy the attack was, he seemed to care about it.

The exposed skin was smashed to pieces, and the sharp blade cut out shocking wounds, but this attack that could not penetrate the bones was completely ignored. He was like a conscientious butcher, quietly and wholeheartedly, slaughtering something.

Everyone was shocked by this ridiculous scene. They watched blankly and even forgot to escape.

So, no one noticed that a blood-covered figure came out in a corner of the ruins.
Chapter completed!