Chapter 87: Suicide (1/2)

Chapter 87: Suicide

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“Brother Luo, its coming!” Wang Shishi screamed, as her face turned pale.

“Hold on tightly to my hand!” Luo Yuan said intently, he too was anxious as he watched the approaching beast, while pushing his way towards the front of the crowd. He could not do anything regardless of his strong powers in such a crowded place.

Desperation had surrounded the people and outcries rang loud in their ears.

The crowd stood motionless for a moment as if possessed by another higher energy before the struggle of pushes came from the front and the back. Some people who were trapped in the middle puked blood from the sheer force on them. Hopeless curses came faintly from the front.

The worst had happened.

“They’ve opened fire, how can they open fire?” Huang Jiahui’s pale face was a mixture of fright and disbelief.

“What about us?” Wang Shishi asked in a worried voice.

Luo Yuan was completely upset, spitting out the words, “We can’t go there anymore, let’s go back. Leave your luggage, we need to go towards the buildings from the side.”

“No! All our money is here, what would we do if we lost it all?” Huang Jiahui said unwillingly.

“All our clothes are here as well!” Wang Shishi too followed.

“We can find clothes again, and with regards to money, you probably can’t find a place to spend it anymore in the future,” Luo Yuan said.

Huang Jiahui was traumatized as her hands let go of the luggage.

Three of them forced their way to the side but after a few steps, the beast was already approaching them. Its gigantic body was rolling down the hill, brushing people aside.

Without waiting for Luo Yuan’s order, Huang Jiahui had already retrieved her gun and pulled the trigger.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

A few white bullets flew out from the gun’s muzzle. This was probably a light blue level beast as it could not withstand the attacks of the synthesized bullets. The bullets went through its body swiftly, leaving only bullet holes behind.

One of the bullets went right into its eyes, bringing it to its death.

Due to its momentum, it still moved a few steps before finally collapsing onto the ground.

Shock flashed through Huang Jiahui’s face as she subconsciously counted the number of bullets left in her pocket.

“Quick!” Luo Yuan pulled a dazed Huang Jiahui along.

A few minutes later, Luo Yuan squeezed them into a nearby building. It used to be a supermarket as racks were placed neatly inside but they were completely empty. The supermarket was shut down a long time ago by the looks of it.

People poured inside, with more and more starting to come through the door.

Even if it was not safe here, it was still better than being outside.

Luo Yuan moved to the inner most corners and sat Wang Shishi down. He felt his pocket and took out a squashed packet of cigarettes. He lit one up.

“Can I have one?” A fair-skinned middle-aged man beside them asked as he saw Luo Yuan smoking.

Luo Yuan nodded and tossed over a cigarette.

“Sorry, I don’t have a lighter too,” he said awkwardly.