The clerk turned his face belatedly. As soon as his eyes settled, he collapsed backward in shock. After a pause of about a second or two, he jumped up and ran towards the door like crazy.
Mawson followed.
There were only a few steps from the living room to the entrance, not even a chase. The short and intensive "dong-dong-dong" sound of stepping on the floor showed that the two people were walking in a hurry. There was no background music. A series of "clattering" sounds of unlocking the door impacted the eardrums of Colton and others. However, within half a second, everyone was anxious. All were forcibly contained——
Mohsen held the kitchen knife tightly with both hands and stabbed it into the clerk's back.
"Well...well...uh..."
The clerk, who had his hands firmly on the door, slowly slid down while groaning in pain.
The scene was even a bit comical. In the gloomy light, Mo Sen's two bare legs were extremely obvious, as slender as a junior high school student who hadn't grown yet. But it happened that such a weak and thin body was constantly making weird roars, and he used all his strength to stab the kitchen knife hard again and again.
Momentarily, blood gushed out from different locations on the employee's back. The white shirt was like a piece of paper smeared with red paint, quickly covered in scarlet infiltration.
"Uh, uh!"
It seemed that the kitchen knife could not find the sharpest one, and it seemed that the staff was rough and thick-skinned. Mo Sen stabbed the knife several times. Seeing that the man in front of him with his back turned was still moaning in pain, he became more and more impatient, "Puff puff puff. "Speed up, as if you were dealing with some kind of stress-relieving toy, inserting the kitchen knife in and out quickly without interruption.
His legs were unconsciously stuck in the horse stance as he maintained his center of gravity. His calf muscles were tense as he accumulated strength. After a random thrust, he seemed to have lost a lot of strength and was twitching slightly.
Gasps.
Mawson struggled to hold the clerk's shoulder with one hand, turned him over, and stabbed him several more times in the chest and abdomen.
"Uh...ah..."
The voice of the employee, whose upper body was soaked with blood from front to back, gradually became fainter. He collapsed beside the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall, a pair of leather shoes moving in vain.
He's not dead yet. But Mo Sen glanced at him, raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat as if he had just finished carrying sacks at the construction site, and walked back with tired steps and panting.
Walked back...
Damon and the others had stiff expressions on their faces as they watched Mawson go straight back to the dining table in the living room and sit down. He put the knife on the table and continued to pick up the fork and roll the noodles unskilledly into his mouth.
He ate a little too quickly. It seemed that he was really exhausted just now and needed to fill his stomach and replenish energy.
Tiny sounds reached Damon's ears. He thought it was the sound effects of a movie at first, but then he was surprised that the sound was too close. Finally, he realized that it was not Colton next to him shaking his legs, but him himself who was shaking, so much so that he was shocked. The seat and the small round table rubbed against each other.
"..." Damon struggled to control his trembling limbs.
Fear is a given. The ultra-clear screen faithfully recorded the entire process of Mawson's murder and presented it to the viewer. In the past, it would have been quite refreshing to appreciate the aesthetics of violence on such a large screen. However, "Day Rain" is different, it only has violence. , there is no beauty, and the scenes of unabashed violence are too exciting for ordinary people, and fear and nausea are the most normal reactions.
What's even more frightening is that Damon found no malice on Mawson's face.
If it's the kind of naked revenge, counter-murder or even torture, Damon can take on the perspective of the perpetrator and get a lot of mental satisfaction from breaking the law in reality. After all, there are so many "evil characters". Who hasn't seen a few of the most intense villains? Not to mention that there are too many scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere in the high-rated violent action movies of Country A, such as screams and wails, severed limbs flying around, brains exploding, and eyeballs popping out. Damon has seen enough of these with Roberto. , I have always felt that I have rich experience in "bloody and heavy mouths" and I am not afraid at all.
But now, he had to admit that he was afraid.
There is no beautification, and the violent plot is not "cool" at all, and it is almost impossible to tell whether it is fiction or reality. Take the staff member just now as an example. In terms of the amount of blood he shed, "Day Rain" can't be compared with those classic horror movies. But when Damon finished watching it, Mawson naturally took the knife and chased him to the door. While stabbing someone, he naturally wiped his sweat and went back to eat. He felt a biting coldness penetrate into the blood vessels of his skin and flesh, even his brain stem was frozen, and his scalp was numb.
Employees just go home from get off work as normal.
He didn't know Mawson and didn't offend him. Even Mawson didn't hate this employee. He didn't hate, despise or take pleasure in it. It was just because "someone was back and couldn't be affected", so he treated him like this. Clerk killed.
So casual.
Not caring at all that it was a person. He is a living, independent, warm and breathing person who can speak and think.
Damon felt like his brain had turned to lead.
It was so heavy that it made him dizzy.
4200+, and there is a short chapter around midnight, so you don’t have to wait.
(End of chapter)
