"Yes, yes, yes."
After getting through on the phone, the middle-parted man couldn't wait to say: "A crazy killing carnival game is going on here. You have to send someone over, now, immediately, immediately!"
"Can you repeat that, sir?"
The operator on the other end of the phone seemed to have heard something wrong and asked the middle-parted man to repeat it for confirmation.
"There is a massacre going on in the forest, and someone is chasing us crazily. Do you understand?" the middle-parted man shouted eagerly.
"I don't understand you."
The person on the other end of the phone was still very cold, not like the emotion a police robot should have.
"Damn it, I said someone is catching up with us, don't you understand? If you don't understand, change someone immediately and find someone who can understand." The middle-parted man roared angrily.
"Sorry, I can't substitute you because I'm the only one here."
"Shet!!"
The middle-parted man felt that his blood pressure was soaring and he was about to faint from the damn operator. He suppressed his anger and continued to explain: "OK, let me tell you in detail, we fell unconscious on the road and when we woke up, we were in this damn woods.
There was something gagged and locked in the mouth, and then a group of madmen appeared, chasing us with guns and bows and arrows. Do you understand, you bastard? "
"OK, OK, sir, please tell me the exact location of the incident." The operator still said calmly.
"Where did the incident happen? Shouldn't you ask where we are now? Damn it..."
The middle-parted man was already getting angry, but faced with this only help, he had to hold back and said: "I'm in Staten Island, New York. I went to a bar for a drink after get off work and was drugged. I don't remember anything." .
They kidnapped us from all over the place, brought us here to kill us, and are still hunting us, they are on their way over.
We are going to die soon. You must send someone over quickly. Do you understand? "
The operators and the police were unprofessional in all kinds of ways. They failed to do things they were supposed to do and asked a lot of things they shouldn't. It all seemed weird.
Unfortunately, the middle-parted man was too nervous and didn't notice anything was wrong.
"Okay, where are you now?" the police finally asked the core.
"We are on the outskirts of Elaine, next to Route 31."
The middle-parted man felt very unhappy after saying that, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Can't you trace this phone call? Are you living in the last century?"
"Of course, it's a good idea. We will track your location. Please wait patiently. Rescue will be here soon."
The police operator hung up the phone after saying that, and the middle-parted man could only put the phone down.
"What did they say? Man," Jersey Man asked.
"They said they would be here soon and asked us to wait."
The middle-parted man finally realized something was wrong, so despite the promise from the policeman on the other end of the phone, there was no expression of joy on his face.
"Oh, great."
The jersey man was completely convinced, and his whole body felt relaxed. He turned to the yellow-haired woman who had no mission after coming in and was eating cookies because she was hungry because she had been unconscious for too long. "Give me one, throw it over."
"Get it yourself."
The yellow-haired girl was so happy eating that she was too lazy to care about the jersey boy.
I opened another pack of biscuits and put it in my mouth, but as soon as I took a bite, I felt something was wrong. A strong pain spread from my stomach to my throat.
She couldn't shout or say a single word at all.
He could only make weird screams.
"What's up with her?"
When the jersey man saw something was wrong with the woman, he ran over without looking outside.
As a result, before he could reach the woman, the woman vomited white foam from her mouth, fell to the ground stiffly, and started twitching like a shrimp.
"Farke, is she poisoned?"
The middle-parted man's attention was attracted by the woman, and for a moment he couldn't pay attention to the old couple standing behind the cashier.
at this time……
"Ding, dong——"
A metal can spraying white gas flew from the direction of the cashier and landed next to the yellow-haired girl, just spraying the jersey man in the face.
"Oh my God, what is this?"
The middle-parted man felt that this thing was dangerous and turned to look in the direction where the jar was thrown.
At some point, the old couple had all put on gas masks, and the old woman on the left was pointing a spray gun at him.
The middle-parted man finally saw his true face and raised his gun to kill the old couple.
pity.
The old man had taken a stance and fired faster.
"Bang~"
Jets of fire.
The middle-parted man's chest was sprayed by No. 12 deer bullets, and his body was knocked to the ground. Blood was pouring out of more than a dozen holes in his chest.
"Haha, it's so enjoyable."
The old man changed his cowardly and pitiful attitude and walked out of the counter with a gun in his hand and a wild smile.
The old woman was no longer as scared and nervous as before. She acted as if she hadn't seen the two people dead in the store, and even reminded the old man: "Don't make too much of a mess."
"What? I didn't hear it."
The old man didn't know whether he heard it or not, but he was still smiling evilly.
"Be clean when you kill them. Don't get blood all over the floor. This is just the first batch of prey. Don't scare the guests behind you." The old woman followed and said.
"I don't know what to do, don't worry."
The old man stepped over the body of the middle-parted man and came to the jersey man whose body was so anesthetized that he couldn't move and could only lie on the ground.
"You're going to hell."
The jersey man knew that he would definitely die, so instead of begging for mercy, he cursed the old couple.
"I don't believe in hell."
As the old man spoke, he lowered his gun and hit the jersey man on the head hard, knocking him unconscious, but he did not stop.
Instead, he continued to smash, while murmuring like a lunatic: "I let you talk nonsense on the forum, I am an atheist elite, climate change is real..."
The old man hit him every time he said a word, and the jersey man's head was quickly smashed to pieces.
The old woman on the other side was not idle either.
She carefully checked the yellow-haired woman's pupils and determined that his pupils were rapidly spreading and the vitality had dissipated, so there was no possibility of him pretending to be a corpse and killing him.
She took off the sunglasses hanging on her chest, looked at them and thought they looked beautiful, and put them on the shelf as a trophy.
The three middle-parted men who finally escaped became the dead souls of this old couple, and this was just the beginning.
After venting his inner violence, the old man began to drag the body out and hide it.
The old woman took out a mop, towel, and bucket and carefully cleaned up the blood stains left on the floor.
The two worked very well in division of labor and completed all the cleaning work in less than 5 minutes, moving the shelves blocking the door to their original positions.
He continued to stand behind the cashier, waiting for the next batch of prey to be delivered to his door automatically.
(End of chapter)
