Touching the crack on her left hand, Haierrou felt that these guys who were rushing slower and slower were really getting more and more irritated.
You should hurry up and rush over! If it ends early, I can go back to do the experiment earlier, right? Haierrou thought like this, rushed forward with a lunge, and waved the table leg with a heavy muffled sound.
"Bang!" The guy in the queue who was hit in the stomach was like a baseball being hit by a bat. His whole body was stooped and he flew into the air. Under the violent impact, in just a blink of an eye, he sprayed in the air like a watering can.
Stomach acid and incompletely digested food arose, and the yellow-green liquid poured down, like ice water, cooling down the anger in everyone's hearts.
"Bang!" He fell heavily to the ground, letting out a barely audible groan. He slowly held his belly and twisted his body. His eyeballs that were almost protruding from his sockets were covered with bloodshot eyes, and tears caused by nerve reflexes flowed down.
quiet...
What a tragic scene this is! Everyone stopped, no one even dared to wipe the bile mucus on their heads, or help the man on the ground to get up. They could only take a step back early to avoid the wave of bile spurting Heerrou.
, walked over and squatted down with a smile.
"Ara ala, it seems that you used too much force~" Haierrou smiled very naturally, poked the man's face with a stick, stepped on the man's face and stood up: "Hey, next one.
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"Who is it?"
"Wow!" People subconsciously took a step back, and the uniform movements even produced a resonant buzz.
Maybe she was angry because of shame? Or was it a very clever instigation? I don’t know who it was, but she yelled in a voice that was so angry that it was distorted: "Ba Ge Ya Lu! You are a bunch of cowards. No matter how powerful she is, there is only one person."
ah!"
"Bad boy." Seeing that her deterrence plan failed, Haerrou gritted her teeth and said, picking up the desk next to her and slamming it towards the sound range: "You will be punished!"
"Boom!" The desk shattered into pieces in the air with huge kinetic energy, and a large number of documents and books inside exploded into pieces in the air like butterflies. Also falling down were all those affected within a radius of two to three meters.
People, but it is no longer useful. People may be shocked for a while, but once they escape from that emotion, even if more shocking things happen later, it will be difficult to have an effect.
"Come on! The doors are blocked, we have no way to escape!"
"She only has a wooden stick in her hand, but we have knives!"
"Kick her to death! Hack her to death!"
"Keep your faith, right now!"
A group of people just yelled, brandishing daggers, ribs, katana, tachi and other types of knives and rushed forward. Morality? Maybe their morality is to besiege? Anyway, the winner has been said since ancient times.
Doesn’t it count?
Haierrou, who had expected it, sneered, and slammed the wooden stick in her hand in response to the long knife, first left, then right. The huge force instantly opened a gap in the dense forest of knives. Look.
Holding the remaining daggers inside, he jumped up and jumped into the crowd instead of advancing!
"Bang!" The flesh and the ground slapped, and Haierrou's feet stepped on a pair of arms waving with unstoppable momentum. In an instant, the man fell on his back and fell to the ground. He had no time to put it back.
The sword pierced his body with a cold light, and the momentum caused the three people next to him staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.
Squatting on this unlucky guy who was vomiting blood, Haerrou still didn't stop moving. He lowered his body and rolled horizontally with a wooden stick. With the continuous sound of his knees breaking, he beat seven people to their knees before losing their strength.
gained kinetic energy.
"Ha!" A guy holding a short knife on the side stabbed Heerrou viciously in the back, but was kicked to the ground without looking back. Several other guys holding long knives wanted to chop him down.
, but due to being too crowded and too close, they could not immediately find an angle to attack without hurting their comrades. And just as they hesitated for a moment, the black man who had just stopped because he broke more than ten leg bones
The table leg swung back again with full energy!
"Get out of the way!!"
"retreat!"
Looking at the rapidly approaching table legs, several people felt chills running down their spines! They yelled crazily and tried to get away, but were squeezed by the people behind them and had to use their fragile knees to resist this violent blow.
attack.
"Ah!!!" The screams were mixed with the sounds of broken muscles and bones, making the scalps of those guys who had been moved from the second row to the first row because their comrades fell were numb.
"Pleasure!" Haier smiled evilly, and with one touch of her left hand, she put away the injured people who had fallen on the ground and hindered her movements. The table leg on her right hand was stained with blood, and the sound of wind sounded again.
"Devil! This guy is a devil!" I don't know who shouted.
"Run!" Another person in the crowd disturbed the already low military morale.
The morale that was originally built up because of the strength of the people and the fear of being bullied by the strong, under this terrifying scene, amidst the weak shouts, was like a sand castle encountered by a tsunami. In an instant, it collapsed into dust. In the noisy environment, in the end,
Several people close to Heerrou pushed hard and were knocked to the ground by wooden sticks, and then put away instantly.
The people in the third row who witnessed the fate of the people in the first two rows remembered with their own eyes how they had sent their comrades in front of them into the hands of the 'devil'.
"Get out of the way!!!!" they roared, pushing the people in the fourth row, and the people in the fourth row pushed the fifth row, slowly retreating like a set of slow dominoes, slowly?!
No!!!! We can’t be slower! If we are any slower, I will die heroically! The people in the third row roared in their hearts and hit their comrades behind them with their swords: "I am also trying to survive!!!"
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Swing the knife, swing the knife, swing the knife.
For a time, the entire headquarters fell into an extremely chaotic and speechless scene.
Everyone was desperately slashing at each other and rushing outwards. The ones inside were slashing at the ones outside because they couldn't get out. The ones outside couldn't effectively get out of the way because they had to resist the knife from behind. The blood was like the devil's ink.
The ground was swaying, and the internal organs flowed out of the abdominal cavity like garbage. Everyone, everyone, everyone was fighting each other! Only the initiator of all this, Hai Errou, stood in the middle with a wooden stick and was at a loss.
"So? What is going on?" Haerrou sighed: "Including the three people at the door, I have only knocked down 17 people. You have cut each other four times more than me!"
"Stop cutting it!"
"Stop cutting each other down! You bunch of rubbish!"
"You are damaging! My sample!" With such a roar, the leisurely Haierrou rushed into the battle group again.
"I finally have some faith in those ancient records of one versus a hundred."
"fundamental.."
"It was defeated by one of our own people, right?"
Looking at the pool of blood, wounded, corpses, stumps, and internal organs on the ground, Heerrou sighed helplessly: "I really didn't plan to kill anyone, but they ended up doing it themselves. If you say this, will Emiya Touma understand?"
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Obviously not. In an instant, he became an accomplice in a massacre. It is not impossible to run and surrender on the spot and call the police! It really hurts my head!
Haierrou thought and rubbed her temples: "In this case, the only way to avoid being wanted is to make all these people disappear, right? Then dismantle the monitoring host. In this case, all the direct witnesses will be there anyway.
If it disappears, even the police won’t be able to think that it was done by an ordinary salaryman with someone else, right?”
"Sure enough, it's still very troublesome." Haierrou said, using both hands to pull the crack into a big hole as high as one person. With a sad face, she spent half an hour using extremely rough movements to throw everyone away like rubbish.
, including human parts, were thrown into the cracks.
"Then, what about the blood? There's no way, it's all dried up on the ground! Just leave it like this." Haierrou said this, raised her head, and saw an eye in the crack of the door at the end of the room.
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"Ah!" Screaming, the man closed the door, but he didn't expect that Haierrou stepped forward and kicked the door embedded in the wall into the room, along with the door frame, and grabbed it.
The shivering quilt on the bed was thrown aside, revealing a weak human figure.
"Who are you?" Haierrou's cold voice had no warmth at all. This could be considered an inevitable side effect of the change in vision. Although she had long been accustomed to blood and minced meat, she wanted to show sympathy to children and the elderly as before.
And treat her with gentleness. Let’s forget it. The image of a pile of scraps of meat is still hard to sympathize with.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The child's low cry made Haerrou sigh.
This is a child, this is a child, this is a child. Haierrou, who had hypnotized herself many times by silently chanting, suppressed her discomfort and said in a much gentler voice than before: "Child? Can you tell me how you got here?
What? I won’t hurt you!”
"Really? It really won't hurt me?" The child started to speak. Maybe the change of tone had an effect, or maybe it was some other reason. Haierrou, who was too lazy to care about the reason, nodded decisively.
"I won't hurt you." Haierrou affirmed, found a cigarette, put it in her mouth and lit it. While blowing out the smoke ring, she asked in a vague voice: "Can you tell me how you got here?"
Where are your parents? Where is your home? I will send you back, but can you please forget everything about today?"
Then, the child rushed up to her and hugged her legs, crying loudly.
"Can...please speak nicely?" Haierrou resisted the urge to kick her away and closed her eyes, stroking what was probably her brain with her hand.
Fortunately, the bag part didn't feel sticky and wet to the touch, otherwise she would really have to commit the sin of killing a child.