“Yes, yes.”
The middle-segment man couldn't wait to say, "A crazy murder carnival game is being held here. You have to send someone here. Now, immediately, right now!"
"Can you repeat it? Sir."
The operator on the other end of the phone seemed to have heard it wrong, so he asked the man who was a middle-score to repeat it for easier confirmation.
"A massacre is going on in the forest, and someone is chasing us crazy. Do you understand?" the man from Zhongbian roared anxiously.
"I don't understand what you mean."
The person on the other end of the phone was still very cold, unlike the emotions a police robot should have.
"Damn it, I said someone is catching up with us. Don't you understand? If you don't understand, please change someone immediately and find someone who can understand it." The middle-point man roared angrily.
"Sorry, I can't replace you because I'm the only one here."
"Shet!!"
The man in the middle part felt his blood pressure so he was about to be impatient by the damn operator. He suppressed his anger and continued to explain: "OK, I will tell you in detail. We were unconscious on the road and when we woke up, we arrived in this damn woods.
There was something stuffed in his mouth and a lock was on it. Then a group of madmen appeared. We were using guns and chasing us with bows and arrows. Do you know, a bastard?"
"OK, OK, sir, please tell me the exact location of the incident." The operator said calmly.
"Where are you supposed to ask where we are now? Damn..."
The man in the middle score was already hot, but facing this only help, he had to hold back and said, "I went to the bar for a drink after get off work, but I was drugged and I didn't remember anything.
They kidnapped us from all over the place and brought us here to kill us. They are still chasing us, and they are on the way here.
We are about to die. You must send someone over quickly. Do you understand?"
The operators and policemen are all unprofessional, they don’t do what they should do, and they ask a lot of things they shouldn’t ask, but they all have a weird feeling.
Unfortunately, the man in the middle part was too nervous and did not notice something was wrong.
"Okay, where are you now?" the policeman finally asked the core.
“We are outside Elaine, next to Route 31.”
The man in the middle part felt very upset after saying this, and shouted loudly: "Can't you track this phone number? Have you lived in the last century?"
"Of course, this idea is good. We will track your location and wait patiently first, and the rescue will arrive soon."
After the police operator said that, he hung up the phone, and the man in the middle part had to put the phone down.
"What do they say? Man." asked the man in the jersey.
"They said it's coming soon, let's wait."
The man in the middle section finally realized something was wrong, so despite receiving the promise from the policeman on the other end of the phone, there was no expression of joy on his face.
"Oh, that's great."
The man in the jersey believed it completely and felt relieved all over. He turned his head to look at the yellow-haired woman who was eating biscuits after coming in for too long. He said, "Give me one and throw it over."
"Get it yourself."
The yellow-haired woman was so happy to eat, she was too lazy to care about the men's jerseys.
I opened a pack of biscuits and put them in my mouth, but after taking a bite, I felt something was wrong. A strong pain ran from my stomach to my throat.
She couldn't shout anything or say a word.
I can only make strange screams.
"What's wrong with her?"
The man in the jersey saw that there was something wrong with the woman, so he didn't bother to observe the outside and ran over.
As a result, before he could run to the woman, the woman spit out white foam and fell to the ground stiffly, twitching like shrimps.
"Farke, is she poisoned?"
The middle-part man's attention was attracted by the woman, and he didn't care about the old couple standing behind the cashier for a while.
Just then...
"Ding, Dong--"
A metal can sprayed with white gas flew over from the cash register and landed next to the yellow-haired woman, just spraying the man in the jersey's face.
"Oh my God, what is this?"
The middle-segment man felt that this thing was very dangerous, so he turned around and looked in the direction where the jar was thrown.
I saw that at some point, the old couple had all brought gas masks, and the old woman on the left even held a troll in her hand.
The man in the middle score finally saw his true face clearly and raised his gun to kill the old couple.
pity.
The old man has already set up his pose and shoots faster.
"Bang~"
Flame jet.
The man in the middle part was sprayed with a No. 12 deer bullet in his chest, and his body was directly knocked to the ground. More than a dozen blood holes on his chest were swelling out of his chest.
“Haha, it’s so satisfying.”
The old man changed his cowardice and pitifulness just now, and walked out of the counter with a wild smile with a gun on his back.
The old woman no longer had the fear and nervousness she had just now. She seemed to have not seen two people in the store, and even reminded the old man: "Don't make it too messy."
"What? I didn't hear it."
The old man didn't know if he heard it or didn't hear it, but he was still smiling evilly.
"Be clean when you kill them, don't make the blood all over the ground. This is just the first batch of prey. Don't scare the guests behind." The old woman followed behind and said.
"I don't know how to do it, don't worry."
The old man stepped over the body of the middle-segment man, and came to the man who was numb and could not move. He could only lie next to the man with a jersey on the ground.
"You will go to hell."
The man in the jersey knew that he would definitely not beg for mercy, but cursed the old couple.
"I don't believe in hell."
The old man said as he held it down and slammed it heavily on the man's head of the jersey, knocking the man's jersey fainted, but he did not stop.
Instead, he continued to smash it one by one, muttering like a psychopath while smashing it: "Let you talk nonsense on the forum, I am an atheist elite, climate change is real..."
The old man smashed it every time he said something, and the man's head of the jersey was quickly smashed to pieces.
The old woman on the other side was not idle either.
She carefully checked the yellow-haired woman's pupils and confirmed that his pupils were spreading rapidly and their vitality had dissipated. There was no possibility of a zombie killing.
I took off the sunglasses she hung on her chest, looked at them and thought they were very beautiful, and put them on the shelf as a spoil.
The three middle-divided male men who finally escaped became the souls of the old couple, and this was just the beginning.
After venting his tyranny, the old man began to drag the body out to hide.
The old woman took out a mop towel and bucket and carefully cleaned the blood left on the ground.
The two divided the work and cooperated very well. They completed all the cleaning work in less than 5 minutes and moved the shelf blocking the door to its original position.
Chapter completed!