jdhmnovel Chapter 55 Running Without Stopping
Chapter 55 Running Without Stopping
Qiu Jing knew something was wrong and immediately ran to the side to avoid it.
Some soldiers worked with Qiu Jing to attack the mutant and distract it, while the rest of the soldiers struggled to pry open the deformed metal plate and rescue the injured residents from the car.
The incident happened suddenly. Several residents who were sitting in the crushed area had their necks broken and died on the spot. The remaining residents also suffered fractures and fell into a coma.
The soldiers used a great deal of effort to drag them all out.
The family of five who had been in the courier room earlier were also inside. The child and the two adults were fine, but the elderly woman was not so lucky. Her ribs pierced her lungs, and she quickly suffocated and died. There was no way to save her.
The blind man, whose right hand was severed, sat on the ground groaning and cursing every now and then, blaming his wife for making him sit in that position and causing him suffering!
The two children were probably sitting together, and both had severe abrasions on their backs, while their mother only suffered minor injuries.
The girl cried with her lips pursed, trying hard to control her voice, because her mother had told her that the monster would chase after her because she was making too much noise.
The boy was young and spoiled, and couldn't control himself. He cried loudly in pain, and his sharp, loud cries could be heard halfway down the street.
Upon hearing this sound, the deformed people, who were being drawn into a battle line by the rescue team, immediately turned around, abandoned their immediate targets, and ran towards the residents.
The boy's mother tried to cover his mouth, but it was too late!
The mutants were incredibly fast, arriving in front of them in just a few seconds, and the stench of carnage filled the air!
Fangs, internal organs, deformities—
The woman stared at the monster so close to her, her peeling lips slightly agape, her previously numb face now blank.
At that moment, behind her were her two children, to her left was her husband, and a little further away were rescue team members rushing towards them, shouting for them to get out of the way.
Her breathing stopped at that moment, and she instinctively reached out and grabbed something.
……
How many seconds?
Or perhaps a few minutes?
She couldn't remember clearly.
All she remembered was the warm blood that had awakened her and splashed on her face—
Her husband's blood.
The man who had caused her pain for over a decade died before her eyes, yet strangely, the woman felt no relief. Instead, a profound sense of loss and helplessness washed over her.
Numbly, she grabbed her two children, trembling as she stood up from the ground, and ran with them while the mutant was still eating.
Without direction or purpose, they just ran.
Run without stopping.
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The mutant didn't eat for long; rather than gnawing on the bones one by one, it preferred to kill all its prey before slowly eating them.
A grenade was thrown at it, and the mutant immediately recognized the familiar, round little thing that had caused it so much harm. It raised its hand and flung the grenade back.
"Get down!!!" Deng Zhize shouted.
The grenade exploded, kicking up a cloud of dust. Soldiers within the area were all injured, especially Deng Zhize, who was closest to the explosion. He lay on the ground, his head filled with a sharp ringing in his ears.
The mutant swung his arms as he walked toward them, killing several soldiers in an instant.
"Zhize! Deng Zhize!" When Qiu Jing couldn't reach him, she gritted her teeth and rushed over to pull him up.
"Get up quickly!"
She grabbed his arm, pulled him up, and led him away from the deformed people.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her body as the deformed man's arm struck her. Qiu Jing was sent flying, crashing heavily into the car. Her head hit the doorframe, and she fell unconscious.
Deng Zhize fell to the ground and struggled to get up, supporting himself with one hand.
"Pfft-"
A bloody, monstrous hand pierced through his chest. Deng Zhize looked down in disbelief, mouthfuls of blood gushing from his mouth.
The mutated man pulled his hand back, and Deng Zhize, without any support, fell down, leaving an empty hole in his chest.
He couldn't hear anything, and through his blurry vision, he could only see a familiar figure running towards him, its mouth opening and closing as if it were anxiously saying something.
team leader……
Deng Zhize, however, was too exhausted to answer him.
The young and somewhat shy man slowly closed his eyes. In his last moments, all he saw was a gray sky that had lost its color.
"Deng Zhize! Don't sleep! Don't sleep!" Peng Si hugged Deng Zhize, disregarding the danger of exposing himself to the mutants' attack range, and kept calling his name.
"Medic! Medic!" he cried helplessly, covering Deng Zhize's wound with his hands, trying to stop the blood from flowing out.
But all the medics were dead, and no one could help him.
The deformed man's more than two-meter-tall body blocked the sunlight, and the black shadows shrouded the two of them like dark clouds in the sky, while the wind blew the horn of death.
Human tragedy and suffering amused it; from its broken throat came the celebratory roar of a wild beast that had successfully hunted its prey, and even its internal organs trembled with pleasure.
"That's a bit too arrogant."
A girl's clear voice suddenly rang out from behind. The mutant turned his head 180 degrees, only to be greeted by towering flames.
The black and red flames licked its body, and the scorching heat instantly burned its skin, revealing the stark white bones inside, which then turned charred black.
The mutated man flailed his arms in agony, staggering as he tried to escape.
The refrigerator door was also burned, and the flames climbed up the fallen power line, burning into the deformed man's blood vessels and meridians.
The mutated man could no longer endure the pain. A sudden burst of cold air rushed out from his lungs. The remaining parts of the refrigerator creaked and groaned as the water vapor condensed into ice. The cold temperature relieved the burning heat of the molten fire.
It crawled on the ground, using all four limbs, like a deformed creature, moving away from Miaoyin, with liquid dripping down its body along the way.
Miao Yin exclaimed in surprise, "He has such skills? If he hadn't died today, he would have become a powerful figure in the future."
But the fire is not just about high temperature; its strong corrosiveness quickly melts through the flesh and damages the refrigeration machine inside the refrigerator.
The mutant can no longer produce cold air, and the painful burning sensation strikes again.
It stumbled and crawled to a corpse, opening its mouth to bite.
Miao Yin simply waved her hand and sealed its mouth with flames. Under her control, the molten fire became incredibly obedient. The mutated human's teeth were burned away, and it completely lost the ability to eat.
Seeing the food right in front of them but unable to eat it, the mutated man howled and rolled on the ground in agony, his organs falling out of the wide-open refrigerator door and being burned to ashes by the flames.
Not wanting to waste her superpower, Miao Yin drew a long knife and aimed it at the deformed patient's neck.
Just as she was about to strike, a bullet suddenly flew into the mutant's head, and the struggling mutant immediately went still.
They wouldn't die easily. Powerful mutants like them all have crystal cores, and they won't die easily until the crystal core is extracted.
However, the shot severed the bones and nerves connecting its neck, rendering it immobile for a short period of time.
The flames subsided, and the gleaming longsword hung suspended in the air. Miao Yin looked in that direction.
In the dark lobby, a figure staggered across the broken glass, limping through the passageway she had burned.
The man's right cheek was injured by the bomb, his eyes were so swollen and red that he could barely open them, and the bloodstains on his tattered clothes below his chest had dried and turned black.
He was covered in dust, as if he had crawled out of some cramped place. His right hand, hanging by his side, held a gun, while his left arm, which was still relatively intact, held an unconscious little girl.
The man walked out step by step and finally appeared before everyone.
Jiang Tao, captain of the second detachment of the Eagle Rescue Team.