There is a demon at sunrise

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Yao roared, "Get lost!"

Yang Susu saw the appearance of the monster clearly, even if she was thinking about the little lover in her heart, she was frightened out of her wits at this time, she ran out without looking back, all she could do was stay away from here.

Zhao Yao thought that TV dramas are all deceitful, under normal circumstances, the more you don't let him turn back, the more people will look back.How to explain this mess to Yang Susu tomorrow will be a headache.

He had just finished yelling when he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

When the flashlight was turned upwards, he saw a bloody face without human skin. The flesh and blood on his body seemed unreliable, because when he lowered his head, a piece of flesh and blood suddenly fell and hit Zhao Yao's face directly.

Zhao Yao subconsciously reached out and wiped it, and found that the piece of rotten flesh seemed to be tangible, like an immature eyeball.

He has done this kind of thing a lot, but he has never seen such a disgusting thing.

The monster watched Zhao Yao stretch out his hand, crushing his unopened eyes with two fingers, and suddenly let out a sharp cry.

Zhao Yao's heart groaned, and it was too late to regret, who knew that his eyeballs were so careless.

Only Zhao Yao was left in the monster's eyes. He ignored the "Tian Ge" in his hand, let go of his left hand, and Tian Ge rolled like a lifeless doll.

Zhao Yao saw that Brother Tian seemed to be still angry, he was breathing heavily with his mouth open, thinking that he might be able to last until the ambulance arrived after a while.

He suddenly pulled up and ran in the opposite direction, pulling the bandage on his left hand as he ran.While he was pulling, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him. He lowered himself like a conditioned reflex, and a big hand blew past his head, straightly hitting the glass of the classroom next to him. The glass shards burst and shook the ground.Zhao Yao turned over, adjusted his posture and continued to run.

The footsteps behind him were getting louder and louder. The monster seemed to be having trouble moving in this kind of space. The corridors of this school were too narrow for him.When he moved, he shook the ground and wreaked havoc everywhere. The ceiling upstairs was smashed by him, and none of the walls next to him were spared.

Fortunately, this is the first floor. If the chase is staged on the second floor, this old building that has been in disrepair can be trampled into a demolition house.

The monster's running was like an earthquake, and Zhao Yao's running made a jolting effect, like wheat grains bouncing on a sieve.

I am a mortal, and behind me is a man-eating monster. Sooner or later, I will be caught up.Zhao Yao glanced at the back, and when he saw that he was far enough away from "Brother Tian", he gripped the utility knife tightly, and slashed at his left hand that hadn't grown yet.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the utility knife was instantly stained red.Seeing that the monster was getting closer, he threw the utility knife in his hand and cut it straight into the monster's neck.

Judging from Zhao Yao's previous combat experience, it would be extremely painful for ordinary monsters to be stained with his blood. As long as they were hit, they would not be far from victory.There is no way, he is not a wizard or Taoist priest, and no one has taught him what else to do besides this simple method.

But today this monster is a bit different. His neck was cut by a blade, and he let out a painful roar, shaking his head and struggling, but he didn't die.

Zhao Yao suddenly felt a sense of fear. He was so bold before because he had tried too many times and was confident enough about his own blood. I don't know why this time he didn't have the same spirit as before.

The monster was enraged, the flesh and blood on his body surged like a tumor, he opened his mouth wide, his facial features were distorted and deformed, and the two bloody holes spewed fire as he looked at Zhao Yao, probably wanting to cut him into pieces.

What can I do?

Zhao Yao struggled for a moment at that time, and instead of running away from the monster, he rushed directly to the ugly face.If there were other people at the scene, they must have felt that this was a desperate master. He ran fast, and when he was half a meter away from the monster, he suddenly got short, rolled down on the spot, jumped from behind, and hugged him from behind with his hands and feet together. Live the monster.

The monster struggled and twisted its body, its two long arms scratched backwards, as if it wanted to throw Zhao Yao off.

Zhao Yao hugged the monster's neck tightly, fumbled for the small knife stuck in the neck with his right hand, and held it tightly with his left hand, trying to squeeze out more blood, but he was born with a good blood coagulation, and it was useless at this time, only two or three Drops of blood flowed down.

Because of drawing the knife, the monster suffered even more. He threw himself hard and almost threw Zhao Yao out several times.

The monster straightened up and slammed into the wall fiercely. Zhao Yao's eyes went dark, and he almost thought his internal organs had been squashed.He slammed his back against the wall, and behind him was a monster in front of the wall. Let go and wait for death.He has never encountered such a difficult situation before. The previous task was very simple. The smaller monster would turn into a puff of ashes by itself.

Zhao Yao felt so close to death for the first time, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. With the constant squeeze, he almost thought that the monster was going to crush him into a pulp on the spot.He felt a suffocating pressure, and had the illusion that they seemed to be wrestling and rolling on the bottom of the sea.He could only stab the monster's neck one after another. The other party hurt, but it just stayed straight and wouldn't die.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly, the monster stopped moving and collapsed like a big mountain.

Zhao Yao slid down from the wall with a plop. He gasped for air. The monster's flesh and blood covered his face, blurring his vision.He wiped his eyes, but he couldn't wipe them clean, as if a red hijab had been covering him.

He leaned against the wall to pant, and faintly saw the monster's body, and fell down on his knees, the bloody hole still staring, and a strange sound came out of his mouth.

It seems to be crying.

Why do monsters cry?

Zhao Yao groped and took two steps forward, and saw a utility knife stuck in the monster's heart.

This is a situation that has never happened before, his weakness is the same as that of human beings, it turns out to be the heart.Zhao Yao thought that he didn't have such a big reaction to his own blood, and suddenly had a horrifying guess, as if what he killed was not a monster, but a person.

He was very tired from panting, by the way, Brother Tian!

Zhao Yao didn't have a chance to think too much about that monster any more. He ran to the side of "Brother Tian" and called the ambulance. He remembered that the monster threw him in this corner at that time, so there should be still time.

Zhao Yao saw Brother Tian's body and shrank against the wall, as if he had been trying to reduce his sense of existence.He thought to himself that this buddy was quite clever, so he walked over quickly and broke Brother Tian's body only to find that Brother Tian was dead.

Not breathing at all.

The mobile phone call has been made, and there is a friendly customer service voice on the opposite side: Hello, 120 emergency center, what do you need?

"Forget it." Zhao Yao hung up the phone and stopped the customer service's concern in time, "It's okay."

He slumped and sat in the blood-filled classroom. The floor was so cold. The monster's thick blood gradually solidified on Zhao Yao's body, like a coat that couldn't be taken off.

The body of the dead monster gradually turned gray and turned into a stone sculpture, then the gray body shattered and disintegrated, and finally turned into a puff of smoke, which merged into the circulation of the world and became a speck of dust in the distance.

And the student who was killed by him, the body will not change in any way, lying on his back, his stomach was cut open, and he died so inexplicably, lying on his back in a long strip, his eyes widened, as if he was concerned about his own death I really don't understand, how can someone die so useless, come to steal a love and die.Zhao Yao didn't have the ability to deal with corpses. This brother Tian will hit the headlines tomorrow. A certain senior high school student died mysteriously. What kind of shocking secret is behind this.

The phone vibrated suddenly, he glanced at the message, it was sent in "garbled characters": four days.

His payment has arrived.

But Zhao Yao didn't feel happy at all, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck..."

What is the contrast between life and death?Some people die, while others increase their lifespan?

Zhao Yao breathed heavily against the wall, the air was poured into his lungs, and then squeezed out, his lungs were like an inflated balloon, constantly doing the tedious work of breathing.At that moment, he felt very boring, and his whole life was meaningless.

Ding ding ding, a phone rang.

Zhao Yao picked up the phone without even looking at it, and there was an unfamiliar voice on the other side: "You are late."

Zhao Yao squinted his eyes and saw the note he had given him: Seventeen.Xie Yue is his No.17 tutor, and he has always been curious about how long Xie Yue can last.

It was already [-]:[-], and he completely forgot that there was a tutor waiting for him to go home. He looked down at himself covered in blood, as if he had just escaped from the murder scene.

"There is still half an hour." Xie Yue said again.

He didn't say what he was going to do, but he was given half an hour to tell him to go back to class, otherwise what could he do?Sue the parents?

He threw the phone out and cursed: "Go to hell."

Get out of his uncle.

He cursed again, the screen of the mobile phone went black in the distance, the night fell, there was no light source, Zhao Yao hugged himself tightly, feeling an endless cold in midsummer.He sat for a while, then stood up and picked up the phone again, he didn't want to worry his dad anymore.

Fortunately, he has been in this business for long enough. He took out a new set of clothes from his schoolbag, and the bathroom in the old campus was still usable. A high school student was reflected in the mirror, his eyes were straight, but his eyes were a bit hostile.

He put away his phone, and suddenly looked back at the attached middle school. The boarding students still need to study by themselves at night, so the school looked brightly lit, but there was no sound when the lights were on.He can even imagine his classmates writing test papers at their desks. There will only be rustling and flipping of books in the classroom. Everyone is working hard for a goal. In this year, they don't need any entertainment, they just need to focus on The desk in front of me.

Zhao Yao couldn't imagine how everyone would react when the body was found at school tomorrow.

He shook his head, and suddenly his pupils constricted. He saw something more terrifying than monsters, the school's surveillance.

After all, he was a high school student, and he didn't have any foreign aid. The places he went to before were all in the wilderness. Only then did he realize how careless he was before, and countless absent surveillance cameras had recorded his trajectory.

He held his phone, feeling a little scared for the first time. If someone watched the surveillance the next day, he would know that a high school student went to the old campus at night, and there happened to be an unexplainable corpse there.At that time, the school may contact Dad. Although he is a bit rebellious, he doesn't want Dad to go back to China because of this shit.Dad should be very disappointed with him, right?Obviously promised that he would study hard.

At this time, his phone vibrated suddenly, and a message popped up: "Don't worry, the monitoring has been processed."

The sender is a string of garbled characters.

It's no wonder that he has been doing this activity for many years, and it doesn't make sense that he didn't leave any evidence. Someone should clean up the mess for him.

Zhao Yao smiled. This was the first time he received something other than the time and address from the "garbled code". If you analyze it from a human perspective, it can even be regarded as a word of concern, which seems quite humane. He recalled From the previous guess, I don't know if the "person" who sent the message has a cat at home.

"Thanks." He thought for a while and sent him the last message.

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