After Becoming a Little Sister

The claw monster is not too tall, so it just lifts the bike girl off the ground, but this kind of action is enough to make it hard to breathe, let alone its closed claws pierced the bike girl's back, As it closed its sharp claws, it got deeper and deeper into it, and the slight sound of flesh and blood being pierced and broken could be faintly heard.

It hates the sound, but it doesn't hate a little accompaniment at this time - such as the other party's screams.

The two claws of the sharp claw monster pierced into the back of the motorcycle woman jerked up, tearing apart the skin, wanting to hear the scream of the other side.

But maybe it was because it pinched the other party's neck too hard, so instead of screaming, the biker woman even weakened her strength to resist and struggle, her face gradually turned a suffocating purple blue, and the struggle of her hands It became weaker and weaker, and the hanging legs no longer moved, and hung down softly.

"Dang bang—"

A small sound came from behind it.

The claw monster felt the tactile sensation of being hit by something on its back, and subconsciously looked back.

A little guy who couldn't pose a threat at all stood behind it, and a jar picked up from nowhere at its feet rolled along the street.

The little guy is not very good-looking, his body seems to be dusty because of rolling after wrestling, there are scratches on the palms and forehead, and the marks are stained with dirt and dust, which makes her not a normal child at all It should be immature, petite, delicate and cute, more like an unpopular little dirty boy who got out of the garbage dump.

The little dirty boy's face was covered with tears after tears flowed down his face, and while he threw the thing he was holding over vigorously, he let out a hoarse cry of unknown meaning.

"Ah—ah———"

Listen, she didn't even cry loudly, as if someone had strangled her throat.

The dumb little girl cried loudly, and threw all the things she could move around her, and then ignored the ferocious appearance of the claw monster, rushed up to grab its thigh, and beat its thigh hard with her small fist. Waist, gnawed with teeth, scratched with nails, tried every means to make it let go, let go of my sister.

This is of course useless, it just makes people laugh.

The stunned look of the sharp claw monster is like a lion who is fearlessly charged over by a newborn fawn and is temporarily puzzled.

But after being puzzled, the murderous intent and impatience gradually brought up by squinting his eyes, as well as the empty sharp claws that slowly raised up, just lifted up——

"50 seconds, it's about to arrive. 』

"Bang—bang bang——"

A gunshot sounded suddenly, and three bloody flowers exploded from the claw monster's back, and another shot was shot crookedly, hitting the wall next to it, splashing a cloud of smoke.

The sudden gunshot made the Claw Monster suddenly alert. It slapped the dumb girl away like it was brushing away garbage, looked back guardedly, and crossed its claws in front of it.

This move naturally released the biker girl, and the serious injury plus suffocation damage made the biker girl who was exhausted after a short burst unable to get back up.

She fell to the ground with eyes slack and twitched slightly, even her breathing became weak and extravagant, her face pressed against the cold ground, her lifeless eyes turned sideways towards the dumb little girl, and there was longing in her eyes.

"Come on!" The man who fired the gun let out a trembling roar: "Come on! You monster!"

He held the gun in both hands, using a standard standing shooting stance, and there was no one around him.

He just hid alone on the edge of the pillar across the long street, roaring at the claw monster, and cursing in chaotic tones, I am afraid that even he himself may not be able to figure out what he is cursing.

He could have stayed out, and for good reason—he had another child to protect.

Even if there is no child to protect, and no one knows that he is here, facing such a choice, there is no way to talk about criticizing him.

He still has a wife and a child, and he wants to go back to celebrate his daughter's birthday. He has been salted fish for half his life, and he is even expected to bring the energy of salted fish to his energetic colleagues—this means that he has never been that kind. The kind of person who is expected to be the leader, let alone a hero.

So he stood here, yelling and cursing hard to strengthen himself, even his legs were trembling, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, he didn't look like a hero at all, more like a weak hysterical cannon fodder .

But maybe it's only for such a minute, even if it's only for that one minute, he is not a coward, but a real hero.

Heroes stand upon the earth—

The Claw Monster waited for a few seconds, suspiciously realizing that he hadn't continued shooting, and couldn't help but look away from behind the Claw.

The scarlet eyes reflected the light, watching his actions closely.

Then it took a step forward, the middle-aged man with a wrinkled suit who looked more like a lazy salted fish stood stubbornly and did not retreat, but fired another shot with an angry expression. The voices of cursing became louder.

"Axi!"

"boom--"

The bullet hit the monster's sharp claws, shooting out sparks visible to the naked eye.

This made the claw monster seem to have confirmed the threat level of the other party, gave up the two insignificant guys behind him, and jumped onto a nearby telephone pole with all his strength, lying sideways like a sloth clinging to it , and then suddenly jumped away with a flash of force, and went straight to the opposite side of the street.

The dumb little girl got up from the ground, wiped her face indiscriminately, her sleeves were soaked in blood and turned dark red, but she didn't care about it, just staggered and crawled towards her sister, and threw herself at her. His body shook in fear: "Ah! Ah..."

The slack eyes of the motorcycle girl moved, as if she had noticed something, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she tried hard to raise her hand.

The mute little girl looked at her in a panic, grabbed her hand with her little hand, not knowing what she wanted to do, and the other little hand was trying in vain to hold a part of her waist and abdomen that was oozing blood. Wound.

But when you press it down, it doesn't feel like you're pressing on a person, but rather like you're pressing down on a tattered rag doll, and your hand collapses directly.

This made the dumb little girl even more terrified. She was trembling like chaff, and her sister's pale face was reflected in her big helpless eyes.

The bike girl's blood-stained hand didn't stop, she didn't touch her sister's face, but raised her little hand with difficulty, and pressed it on the strange instrument next to her ear.

Her lips moved, as if to say something.

The mute girl hurriedly turned her face to the side to hear clearly——

"20 seconds……"

The hoarse voice had a strong smell of blood, as if he was trying to squeeze his lungs, trying to speak out the strange words with the loudest voice.

The motorcycle girl grabbed her younger sister's hand and gradually clenched it tightly, her eyes brightened like a flash of light: "Wait...twenty..."

"Puff--"

A shadow was thrown and landed beside them.

Salted Fish's partner, Uncle, doesn't have the physique of the motorcycle girl, let alone her strength. After rolling a few times on the ground, he just lay on the ground without moving.

Blood slowly oozes from the ground on his chest, and the suit behind his back is also wet and spread out a mass of dark brown red spots.

The clawed monster jumped down from the treetops and looked at these prey with its head tilted, as if it was a little satisfied.

The dumb little girl stared at it with hatred, and reached out to grab the broken knife that her sister had dropped on the ground, and stubbornly got up to block it between it and the two fallen adults. Shouting threateningly, waving sharp weapons in their hands indiscriminately.

This made the Claw Monster sneer, as if seeing something interesting.

Facing the dumb little girl who jumped up, it mercifully teased her by catching a mouse. Its sharp claws did not directly slap it down or tear it into several parts, but swat her like a fly with the back of its claws. Slapped and hit the wall, more like playing with a football.

How fun, soft, small, and it feels good when you hit it...

A rock was thrown—or bounced—at the feet of the Clawed Monster.

This made it stop teasing the dumb little girl, twisting its neck slowly, stiffly, and even puzzled.

what else?

In the clothing store, a small figure was adjusting something like a slingshot that was made out at some time.

It seemed that the first shot helped her locate, and the second thing that was thrown from far away hit the claw monster's head with great precision.

"boom--"

A glass vase fell on its head, making a muffled sound, and water dripped down its cheeks, making it look extremely distressed.

The claw monster looked at the half of the vase that rolled down from his head, and reached out to grab the water-stained flowers from his head, and indifferently grabbed it into two pieces, and the trembling petals flew away.

The dumb girl took advantage of the opportunity when the opponent turned his back to her, and slashed at its back with a broken knife, gritting her teeth like a lonely and fierce little beast.

This time the sharp claw monster no longer had a good temper, and it slammed it from bottom to top with a backhand claw.

If the claw is really pulled out, the little dumb girl will be penetrated by it like a string of candied haws, and then squeezed into several sections.

"puff----"

The sound of sharp claws piercing into flesh rang out.

But it wasn't the dumb girl who was stabbed, but a figure rushing out from the side.

The dumb little girl still maintained the posture of holding the broken knife with both hands, and looked at the person who jumped out with her eyes absentmindedly.

My... sister...

She stared blankly at her sister, who knelt on the ground, hugged her, and used her back to help her block the sharp claw.

The tip of the claw pierced through her chest, and the dumb girl who lowered her head could even see how sharp the tip of the claw was, like a ferocious and weird knife tip, which was cold and daunting.

The motorcycle girl fell forward feebly, using her sister's small body to support herself, with her head resting on her sister's forehead.

Looking at her with gentle eyes that may be the first time, or the last time——

It was no longer looking at the daughter of her own mother and the disgusting gambler stepfather.

It's no longer looking at the mother who is holding her back, preventing her from getting a divorce and leaving her gambler husband.

No longer looking at the one who seemed to be responsible for his own mother's misfortune from hardship to injury to death.

She just looked at her like an older sister looking at her own younger sister, with the satisfaction that was lost and found in her eyes.

Finally, she raised her hand, touched the dumb girl's cheek with difficulty, and wiped away the tear that was about to fall from the corner of her eye with her last strength——

"Alive..."

Amidst the murmurs, the hand hung down feebly.

Her eyes were not closed, but the brilliance inside, was completely gone.

"..." The dumb girl opened her mouth, trembling as if remembering something.

Then he spoke hoarsely, short and clumsy, and his voice was hoarse and trembling like a cuckoo crying blood.

"no no……"

don't want……

Don't leave yourself like a mother and leave yourself alone...

don't want--

"Do not----------"

Amidst the little girl's terrified screams, the claw monster suddenly drew back its claws.

The blood flew, splashing out a half-arc shadow, and sprinkled on the pillar next to it.

The blood drops meanders and slides down the white pillars, dotted with dots, which seem to outline a plum blossom scroll of gratitude in winter.

The third time something hit me, it was a shoe with half an uneaten piece of bread in it.

it's humiliating...

And just when it cast its angry eyes on the little girl who was about to throw something at it for the fourth time, there was a violent tremor on the ground.

Shaking, shaking, like thousands of troops roaring, like wild beasts galloping in unison in the jungle, the earth trembled.