Chapter 71: Layers Of Slaughter
“Qin Hai, you’re fucking a law enforcement officer!” Xiao Zhang’s teeth chattered, his face flushed red as he shouted at Qin Hai, who was walking toward them with a strange grin.
Qin Hai tore off his human mask, revealing a face showing only flesh and blood, completely turning into a hunched blood person nearly two and a half meters tall. He carried the handbag forward, his steps never hesitating, leaving a bloody footprint with each step. His throat throbbed, emitting a hoarse voice: “You think the morality of this profession can awaken me? I’m sober now, my will clear, wanting only to kill you all.”
Xiao Zhang opened his mouth, facing the terrifying sense of oppression from the blood person, unable to speak.
Qin Hai’s gaze turned to Zhang Xiaoxiao, gesturing toward her with the handbag, and smiled: “This thing, are you familiar with it?”
Zhang Xiaoxiao’s pant leg grew hot as foul-smelling liquid soaked uncontrollably through the fabric, dripping to the ground. Her tense legs couldn’t move, and she fell to the ground, crawling backward continuously, leaving wet trails along the way. Her eyes reflected the familiar handbag, filled with fear.
This was the luggage bag of that female killer who jumped onto the tracks and committed suicide. She clearly remembered it contained several human heads and various tools of violence.
“Yes, you were supposed to be packed inside it that day too.” Qin Hai grinned strangely as he pulled out the boning knife reflecting cold light from the handbag, continuing to close in step by step.
“I’ll fight you to the death!” Xiao Zhang looked at the group of hideous thugs, his face full of fear and anger. Unarmed, he let out a strange yell and charged at Qin Hai and the others.
However, the seemingly heroic Xiao Zhang was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The moment he leaped forward, Qin Hai had already swung the boning knife down, splitting open Xiao Zhang’s skull and cutting downward, getting stuck at the spine.
“Ah… this guy really has some spine.” Qin Hai let out a hellish joke that only he found funny. Watching the convulsing corpse stuck on his knife, he chuckled, then pressed hard on the handle, finally splitting Xiao Zhang unevenly in two.
Blood splattered across the entire carriage, also covering Zhang Xiaoxiao’s entire face. She huddled in the corner at the end of the train’s first carriage, roaring in collapse, her eye pupils contracting forcefully.
The subway entered a dim tunnel again, the world plunged into darkness…
Zhang Xiaoxiao’s ears echoed with the footsteps and strange laughter of the evil spirit thugs. In terror, she hugged her head and roared, tears gushing uncontrollably.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoxiao heard bursts of tearing sounds and painful wails.
“What thing!?” Qin Hai let out retching and furious sounds.
“Kill it!” The group roared.
A wail of evil spirit, extreme evil slaughter.
Immediately followed by the sound of bloody plasma spraying. In no time, Zhang Xiaoxiao felt a warm liquid flowing toward her. She was soaked by the bloody aura, the surging blood staining her boots and clothes.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—
The subway passed through the tunnel, and the bright scene reappeared inside the subway.
Zhang Xiaoxiao curled up in the corner, her face full of terror. After a long time, she twitching slowly lifted her head, shaking it tremulously nonstop. Looking at the horrifying bloody scene before her, the terror blood person Qin Hai and those rampant cruel thugs had already disappeared. Various shattered human flesh and blood organization littered the surroundings, fragmented body parts and human skeletons scattered throughout the carriage. Everything before her was like an ultimate luxury R-rated gore horror film.
Her blood-covered hands covered her mouth, letting the foul-smelling blood slip into her mouth crack. When she saw the luggage bag submerged under flesh and blood, and the diamond pendant hanging on a slender middle finger bone, she instantly understood everything that had just happened.
Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the diamond pendant with horror in her eyes, silent for a long time, until a “hmph” came from her breath. Uncontrollable laughter then burst from her hoarse throat, her dilated pupils full of exhilaration and madness. Suddenly, she started laughing loudly again.
“Hahaha, serves you right, serves you right!” Zhang Xiaoxiao laughed like a ferocious evil spirit, her facial muscles straining too hard, freezing her expression. Her twisted face no longer showed any trace of a beautiful female university student; she was just a woman purely venting her emotions, a madwoman.
Pervert!
Idiot!
Shit!
…
She cursed vehemently, exhausting all the profanity she had ever learned, venomously cursing those things that had shattered into blocks and pieces, indistinguishable from one another.
Gradually, Zhang Xiaoxiao’s voice grew quieter, as if her vocal cords had been shouted raw, unable to make much sound. But her gaze remained fierce, gritting her teeth, viciously mouthing curses in a low, hoarse whisper.
Soon after, the subway stopped. The tightly closed driver’s cabin door opened, and another blood person walked out. He looked expressionlessly at the horrific scene, then glanced down at Zhang Xiaoxiao, who was immersing herself in the fragmented corpse remains. She was holding a human rib, repeatedly knocking on a human skull.
The blood person opened its mouth with cracking sounds, clacking a few times before emitting a voice: “What happened…”
As it spoke, it extended its claws, slowly stabbing the sharp claws into Zhang Xiaoxiao’s back, piercing through her body. Then it hooked the lightweight female university student in front of itself. Its hollow black eyes examined this woman who had completely gone mad.
Zhang Xiaoxiao shed tears while spitting blood, but her eyes held no fear, only final madness and mockery. With unknown strength, she suddenly swung her arm, thrusting it hard into the nearby eye, even shoving a diamond necklace into the eye socket along with it.
The blood person roared in fury, flinging Zhang Xiaoxiao’s lifeless soft body against the train wall.
Zhang Xiaoxiao’s wide-eyed deathly face stuck to the car door glass, slowly sliding down. The eyes pressed against the glass shed transparent tears.
The blood person painfully clutched its eye, stumbling around. It took great effort to dig out its shattered eyeball from the socket, bringing along the diamond necklace embedded in the eyeball. It turned back viciously to look at the only relatively intact corpse at the scene, lifting its foot to vent, wanting to crush the hateful woman.
But suddenly, a disheveled black shadow appeared behind it. Immediately, the train shook violently again, the carriage lights flickering nonstop…
Moments later, the carriage calmed, the lights restored. The subway door, with crimson liquid seeping from the door crack, slowly opened. A beautiful corpse with eyes wide open in death slumped from the edge of the opened subway door. The carriage floor was littered with shattered corpse pieces, a scene of bloody deathly silence.
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