After the train conductor announced the hunting activity, the carriage fell into a subtle calm, like a dark and quiet night before a storm. The heavy breath mixed with the cold air froze everyone in their beds, fighting each other. They carefully guard their own territory.
In this almost stagnant atmosphere, like a pool of substantial stagnant water, Wednesday finally came belatedly.
At eight o'clock sharp, the game board dinged in everyone's mind.
[Doomsday Train Calendar, Week 1, Wednesday]
[8:00, sunny]
[The hunting activity has officially begun, I wish you a happy hunting! (*^▽^*) 】
Bai Xing opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the scarred man. As expected, they looked at each other. The scarred man grinned slightly and looked at Bai Xing as if he were looking at prey. Bai Xing had no expression on his face and turned his wrist. A delicate dagger appeared in her hand. The bright silver blade of the dagger reflected Bai Xing's eyes, like the melted snow in the snowy mountains, clear but cold to the heart.
The doomsday train slowed down slowly until it stopped completely with a "click". The door opposite the restroom at the end of the carriage, which had never been opened before, finally opened slowly today.
Snowflakes swarmed into the carriage, and the temperature inside the carriage dropped rapidly. Some people who did not decide to get out of the car to participate in the event wrapped themselves tightly in quilts.
Bai Xingli's door was very close. She walked to the door first, looked at the white snow outside, squinted her eyes, slightly curved her lips, and gave a smile.
After leaving the train, it was her home court.
Bai Xing left the station quickly without lingering. She noticed the scarred man following behind her, but she didn't rush and looked around calmly.
His eyes fell on the abandoned hospital in the distance, he squinted his eyes, speeded up, and entered the hospital first.
Scar Man and his group of four also followed them into the hospital. However, Bai Xing was very adaptable to the snow environment and was smaller and more agile. He was much faster than them. When they arrived at the hospital, Bai Xing had already lost track of them. Apricot's figure.
"You stand guard at the door of the hospital. If she comes out, you stop her and notify us loudly, do you understand?" The scarred man held a machete in his hand, which he bought specially from the mall yesterday. Earned him a lot of points.
Sun Yang bent over and nodded repeatedly. The scarred man looked at him with disdain and led his three younger brothers into the hospital with murderous intent.
Continuous heavy snow collapsed part of the walls of the hospital, but most of the structure was still intact. The place had been abandoned for a long time, and occasionally you could see black stains on the ground, which penetrated deeply into the ground.
Scar Man and the others cursed.
"What kind of crappy place is this?"
"When did Blue Star become like this?"
"Are we still here in Blue Star? It's only been a few days since we came to that broken train, but it seems like it hasn't been popular here for a long time."
They searched for a while, but couldn't find Bai Xing. The tattooed man was a little impatient and suggested to the scarred man to search separately. There was a man with a short hair in the team who was hesitant. He felt that it was not a good idea to spread out, but this hesitation was instantly revealed. The tattooed man laughed.
"You're just a yellow-haired girl and you're still afraid of her? What can her thin arms and legs do to you?" The tattooed man grinned and laughed loudly with great disdain, "If you are afraid, you can go to the door to keep company with that street boy."
"Me!" The short-haired man blushed, and the scarred man directly decided to search separately. He could only leave in conversation.
This hospital is not very big. There are only three floors above ground and one underground floor. Each of them was assigned a floor. The man with the tattoo was on the first floor, the man with the beer belly went to the second floor, the man with the scar went to the third floor, and the man with the short hair went to the second floor. basement one.
Everyone dispersed and agreed to call out to others immediately if they found any trace of Bai Xing. In fact, there were pagers in the mall, but they were too expensive. Scar Man and the others couldn't afford them, so they could only use this cruder method.
The short-haired man walked lightly towards the underground floor. The building had been out of power for a long time, probably due to the perennial wind and snow. There was no flying dust inside, but there was dust everywhere.
He actually didn't want to come to this level. There was some light on the ground, but it was dark underground, and he felt the coldness penetrated into his bones.
It’s just that no one else is willing to come to this floor. The tattooed man and the scarred man suggested that he be allowed to come to this floor. He didn’t dare to disobey the scarred man. Others in the carriage didn’t know it, but he knew that the scarred man was guilty of killing people. I went to prison and killed a jailer in prison. I was desperate before I came to this doomsday train. This man was a truly vicious person who killed people without blinking an eye.
He held his breath, always feeling as if something was watching him in the dark, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing there.
A piece of ground collapsed and slid down on the first floor, and a ray of light shone down from there.
People always tend to the light, so he subconsciously walked there. When he walked into the light, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt lighter.
However, standing in the light makes it even harder to see the true face of darkness.
He squinted his eyes and hesitated. The wind and snow were blowing from the top of his head. He felt that his neck was very cold, and the wind was pouring into it. He touched his neck and felt a little damp. He paused and stretched out his trembling hand to the light. It was bright red. The blood is rapidly solidifying into a deep red.
He began to gasp for air and shouted nervously and loudly: "Help, help! She is here! Come on!"
There were rustling footsteps upstairs, and someone was rushing down quickly.
Bai Xing curled her lips, her body was light, and she retreated into deeper darkness. What came with the tattooed man was a roar of a wild beast.
A pair of red eyes lit up in the darkness, and a dark mutant wolf was awakened by the breath of blood. It slowly approached the short-haired man with silent steps, looking for an opportunity to attack.
Soon, it discovered that the man in front of it was covered in flaws. He was holding a fruit knife in his hand, but he became extremely frightened because of the massive bleeding from his neck.
The mutated wolf showed a bloody and murderous expression, and used its strong limbs to pounce on the short-haired man.
It was almost a one-sided battle. The tattooed man looked at the scene in front of him in horror. His legs became weak and he quickly retreated outside. During the process, his leg hit something with great force. He endured the pain and left quickly. But he didn't see the mutated wolf that was tearing at the body of the short-haired man raise his head and look in the direction he left.
Bai Xing's breathing was weak and steady. There was no wave in her heart. Her heartbeat was slow and almost stagnant. Her whole body was like a still stone. When the mutant wolf passed by, the tip of its nose moved slightly. It smelled a very faint trace of blood, but it was the same as just now. Compared with the living creature that ran away, this breath was insignificant. It did not stop and excitedly chased the direction of the tattooed man.
Silence returned to the underground floor. Bai Xing moved slightly and wiped the blood on the dagger in her hand with snow. Her eyes were completely calm. She was a little surprised even though she was so calm. There were so many chaotic thoughts, but when she acted, she was as agile as a cat. She was like a born killer, quiet but sure to kill with one strike.
This body's sensitivity and proficiency in fighting made her look sideways. She seemed to know herself for the first time. Her soul seemed to be very familiar with these, although she had no impression of it.
But now is not the time to think about this. Bai Xing has always believed that there must be a way to the mountain. She smiled slightly and let's see.
