As early as the first gunshot, Kazuyo Sorayama had clearly heard it. After all, his hearing had returned to its peak, and nothing could escape his ears at this distance.
But his body was hugged tightly by Guangn, and he couldn't bear to forcefully break away.
"Kazuha-chan, even if you promise Kawada not to kill them, it doesn't mean you will take the initiative to save people. Everyone inside should die!" Mitsuko said resolutely, contrary to his usual obedience.
Kazuyo Sorayama smiled bitterly and said: "At least save one or two, otherwise Kawada will think it was you who took the initiative."
"So what? Do I care what he thinks? Kazuha-chan, are you hiding something from me?"
Ichiyo Sora listened quietly to the gunshots and screams, without moving or speaking.
He didn't want to deceive Guangzi, but he didn't know how to explain it. Should he tell her that he was just a poor person who couldn't help himself? For anyone, this is the biggest lie!
With tears in his eyes, Mitsuko let go of Kazuo Sorayama, "Are you going to leave me?" Kazuo Sorayama remained silent.
"Can you not leave?" Kazuyo Sorayama remained silent, but he slowly closed his eyes, not daring to make eye contact with the girl.
Guangzi was hit by several waves of emotions deep in her heart, and there was a feeling that the world was about to collapse, as if it was about to drown Guangzi. She collapsed to the ground as if she was exhausted, biting her lips tightly and sobbing silently.
a long time.
"I... was forced to come here, and I was forced to leave here... I don't even know who my opponent is, let alone how to defeat it... I will never be able to be with my family, and I will always drift with the flow involuntarily.
Maybe this is my destiny." Kazuyo Sorayama's voice is like a fixed sound track, without fluctuations or strength, but even a stone can hear the sadness and helplessness in it.
Photon was stunned. She always looked calm. In fact, it would be more appropriate to call her cold. Kazuyo Sorayama had never shown such a weak and sad mood. She seemed to see a big black mountain hanging straight from the universe, pressing heavily in front of her eyes.
On the man's back.
Kazuha-chan... He needs someone to take care of him more than me... Filled with pity, Mitsuko suddenly forgot about his sadness. He casually wiped his tear-stained cheeks with his hands, stood up and hugged Sorayama Kazuha tightly, trying to stand upright.
My body seems to want to share the pressure with the man I love.
Sorayama Kazuyo's figure trembled slightly, an uncompromising sword intent almost burst out of his body, and all his inexplicable emotions were shattered in an instant.
"Don't worry, Mitsuko, I won't give in even if I die, I will cut off even fate!" "Well, Kazuha-chan, I believe you. You should go to the warehouse and have a look. I'm fine."
Mitsuko seemed to have matured a lot all of a sudden. She was no longer the rebellious girl who acted coquettishly and wanted to kill someone if she didn't agree with her words. In her world, Kazuo Sorayama was everything. If she lost him, all the things she cared about before would be gone.
What do those mean?
"If God decides that I cannot keep you, Kazuye-chan, you must leave me a seed of hope. The sword may not be able to cut through the hard rock, but the seed can. Just like you, I will not give up!
This is a vow that belongs to Souma Mitsuko!" Looking at the back of her beloved, she secretly made up her mind.
Noda Satomi pulled the trigger at Nanabahara and Noriko, but the "click" sound made everyone understand that the Uzi submachine gun in her hand was out of bullets.
Among the dead bodies all over the floor, only Mimura's weak moans could be heard intermittently. It seemed that he could not hold on for long.
"Songmei, you, why did you kill everyone?" Noriko asked, not knowing whether it was sadness or fear, she couldn't help crying.
"Hahaha, let's all die! Hahaha, let's die too. This game is meant to let everyone die here! Hahahaha!"
"You are already crazy!" Qi Yuan yelled angrily.
Noda Satomi threw away the empty gun, dragged her injured leg and crawled to Tanizawa Haruka's body to pick up the pistol. However, before she could turn the gun again, she was thrown to the ground by the angry Nanabahara. The two of them were immediately covered in blood.
A scuffle broke out on the flowing ground.
Although Nanahara is a basketball master and a good athlete, he has never killed anyone and is unwilling to kill. How could he be the opponent of a woman who has gone completely crazy! Although Noda Satomi's right hand holding the gun was held down by Nanahara,
Teeth, knees, and nails were all her weapons. In just a few breaths, Qi Yuan was covered in bruises.
During the scuffle, Noda Satomi pulled the trigger unconsciously, and a huge gunshot echoed in the warehouse. Nanabahara was also frightened. Taking this opportunity, Noda Satomi hit Qi with a knee.
As for his lower body, he felt that all his internal organs were entangled in one place. He couldn't help but let go of his hands, curled up and covered his lower body and screamed.
Noda Satomi laughed wildly and stood up, dragging his injured leg. He held the pistol with both hands, pointed it at Nanabahara's chest, and shot him.
"Puff", "bang"!
As soon as her finger pulled the trigger, a dagger with a flickering light flew straight towards her eyebrows. Without her reaction, it passed through her forehead and out of the back of her head, freezing Noda Satomi's ferocious expression.
At this moment. At the same time, the gun in her hand finally fired a bullet. The raised arm caused the bullet to hit Nanabahara's forehead, which was almost exactly the same as the position where Noda Satomi was stabbed in the forehead...
The two of them collapsed on the ground without saying a word, and their wide-open eyes seemed to still be looking at each other, maybe even in hell.
Noriko looked at this scene in disbelief. Qi Yuan... was dead!
She stumbled and knelt down in front of Qi Yuan's body, looking at everything in a daze. It seemed that she couldn't believe this was true. She had had a crush on Qi Yuan a long time ago, although they could not be said to be boyfriend and girlfriend.
level, but his senses are indeed completely different from those of other students.
This is a gentle man.
Since she started participating in this game, Nanahara has sacrificed her life to save her several times, which made her completely fall in love with Nanahara. She originally planned to leave the island and confess her feelings after arriving in a safe place, but this feeling has not yet been revealed.
Before he could say anything, Qi Yuan had already died tragically here.
A pair of big hands patted her shoulders and pulled Noriko up. Only then did Noriko burst into tears.
Sorayama Kazuha walked up to Mimura, who was still breathing weakly. Mimura seemed to be aware of it, and reluctantly opened his eyes to look at the face that was already a little blurry in front of him.
"Korayama-san, everyone, how is everyone?" "Except for Noriko, all of them are dead." Mimura opened his eyes wide, took in his last breath of life, and roared: "Why... why! Why...
" He lowered his hands slumpedly and refused to close his eyes.
The sea water hits the rocks on the coast and smashes itself into pieces. But the waves of sea water hit one after another, resolutely and indomitably, after tens of millions of years. Those seemingly indestructible rocks are retreating step by step.
Until it dies.
In the central control room, Kawada and Kitano Takeshi listened quietly to Noriko narrating the entire process intermittently. Kitano Takeshi kept sneering, looking at Kawada with mocking eyes from time to time, not caring about the wrist that was pierced by a short knife.
Kawada found that his efforts were in vain. He wanted to save more people, but in the end, he and himself survived. Moreover, if he had followed Mitsuko's suggestion and killed everyone else on the island, maybe seven people would have survived.
Wouldn't have died.
His seemingly loving plan cannot withstand the slightest risk. Once any slight change occurs, this makeshift group will immediately fall apart.
Perhaps, even if you take them away from the island and join the resistance organization you plan, they will probably be wiped out soon. Without the firm will and determination to save yourself, anyone's rescue efforts will be in vain!
Kawada has already realized this, and has laid down the underlying rules for the selection of future uprising personnel. Perhaps, this will change in the future, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.
"It seems that you have realized something, Kawada." Kitano Takeshi sneered: "Those who are destined to die cannot escape death. Even if you escape by chance this time, where can you escape to? You will be caught like dead dogs.
Hanged?"
Mitsuko squeezed past Kawada and shouted sternly: "Kitano Takeshi, it's not your turn to worry about us, but now you are definitely dead!"
Kitano Takeshi ignored Mitsuko, pulled out the short knife from his wrist and threw it on the ground. He stumbled to the front of the control room. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he pulled open the white cloth covering the drawing board.
On the unfinished cruel painting, Noriko was still standing radiantly in the center. "I knew you would survive, Nakagawa-san." Kitano Takeshi said in a gentle tone: "Only a kind-hearted person is worthy of you.
To survive in this dirty world, Nakagawa, come on!"
Facing the perverted Kitano Takeshi, Noriko hid behind Kawada in fear and looked at him timidly. Kitano Takeshi's uninjured left hand reached into his pocket and wanted to take out something, completely ignoring the students opposite him who were holding firearms.
However, just as half of the gun body was exposed, Sorayama Kazuyo's wrist was broken off with a "crack" sound, and the muzzle of the gun that was originally pointing forward was pointed at him. Sorayama Kazuyo held down Kitano Takeshi's index finger on the trigger with his thumb and pressed it slightly.
.
The bullet came out of the barrel and entered Kitano Takeshi's left eye. He stared at Kazuyo Sorayama's face with wide eyes. He vomited out blood, which overflowed from his lips and flowed to his chin, dripping on the ground. Then his whole body collapsed.
On the sofa, the only eye left slowly rolled up, staring directly at the drawing board in front of him, his breath cut off.
"Let's go." Kazuyo Sorayama has lost any interest in communicating with this pervert who looks like a normal person. He just wants to end this boring game of killing as soon as possible.
"It's time to leave." Kazuyo Sorayama took Mitsuko's hand and took the lead. Noriko glanced at Kitano Takeshi on the ground one last time and followed him out. Kawada picked up the automatic pistol that Kitano Takeshi had dropped and sighed.
The figure disappeared into the room.
From the island to the school, from the corridor to the central control room, there was complete silence.