Chapter 368

The scene in the yard came into view.

Three or four teenagers were bouncing around in the yard, their long hair was untidy and looked like flying themselves.

They looked only sixteen or seventeen years old and looked like a fool.

With a cigarette in one hand and a girl in the other.

The girl's clothes are exposed, and none of her exposed skin is intact, all over blue and purple.

Vaguely, you can still see the scars burned by cigarettes.

The girls all looked as if they were dead.

The white family was stunned.

Their age is only the age of school, even minors.

I thought about how hateful and vicious the scum who specializes in catching girls, but I didn't think it would be done by minors.

They are still children.

"Who!"

When the gate was kicked open, the boys in the yard finally reacted and looked at the door impatiently.

I saw seven people in protective clothing, covering tightly from head to foot. I could vaguely see that the front one was a thin girl.

I can't see clearly, but I let them pick their eyebrows.

Just girls, all the same.

It doesn't matter whether they look good or not. Anyway, they lose if they can have a good place after falling into their hands for an hour.

"Yo, the chick in front, can you take the things off your face and let me see what you look like!"

A young man with yellow hair put out the hot cigarette end on the scarred girl, and looked up and down at the white ramie.

More hooligans than hooligans.

The girl looked at the cigarette end on her arm and didn't respond at all.

This pain is nothing. For her, the abuse is light.

"Ah!"

As soon as the young man's voice fell, he was hit by two purple lightning and lay directly on the ground before he had time to pretend to be a big man.

It's cold night Bai and Bai Anhai.

The Yellow haired young man lay on the ground and twitched for a while, and then he didn't move. He didn't know whether to die or live.

"Gan! Someone came to make trouble! I have to kill you!"

Other young people looked angry when they saw the Bai family's hand. They didn't know where to draw some machetes and rushed in the direction of the door.

Their expressions were very excited, like they were invincible in the world.

Obviously, he is only a 16-year-old boy, but he is more careless than the old hooligans before the end of the world.

Without the vitality of students.

In addition, their faces were twisted from time to time, looking like they were going to chop the white family to death.

Like a dead man.

It seems that the smell of zombie blood is more or less affected.

The girls were so pale that they didn't want to run out even when they saw the door open.

Their scarred girls huddled in a corner, hoping that they would not torture them too much when the battle was over.

They have only been here for two days. Yes, they have become what they are now in only two days.

Everything here is a nightmare.

There are a dozen teenagers in this yard, all of whom are high school students and classmates in the town.

Their behavior is more cruel than any crime novel they have read.

At the thought of what happened these two days, several girls trembled.

Every day a girl dies, and every day someone carries the body and goes out to bury it.

Those people, without a trace of guilt on their faces, even smiled more than the girls who killed them.

Obviously, they seem to be minors, but what they do makes them unable to survive and die.

They want to commit suicide, but they have no chance, because there are people around them all the time and do things worse than animals to them.

It seems that the worse they are, the happier they are.

Every time they want to commit suicide and are found a little sign, they will usher in more crazy abuse.

For the first time, girls hated minors so much that they wanted all minors to die.

Not all children are good children.

"Ah!"

"Boss, save..."

Several screams pulled the girls back to reality.

The girls looked at the door with dull faces. They saw the devil lying motionless on the ground.

The dull eyes showed a glimmer of light, but soon faded down, huddled together silently and warmed each other.

There is a leader here, the boss of these demons. He is also a child who looks sixteen or seven years old. They are all classmates in the same class.

His power is very powerful. He led the survivors of the town sister to remove the zombies in the whole town.

Strong enough to destroy the survivors in the town just because of a disagreement, turning it into a paradise for more than a dozen people.

The so-called one word disagreement is that the demons hope that the survivors can provide them with beautiful girls on time.

There was no agreement and a fight began.

The devil wins.

The people he did were his former neighbors, classmates, teachers and even parents.

The devil is so powerful that some foreign powers work for him and catch some beautiful girls for him.

Those powers are men, some even in their 30s and 40s, but they pull carts of girls in order to stay in the "comfort nest" in the town.

But the number of girls in this yard has always been maintained at more than a dozen.

Because girls die every day. They are not natural, they die with hatred.

Some girls were chained and pulled out at regular intervals to "beautify" the town and smear black blood on the walls and roofs.

They dislike the dirty girls who work. How can they come back again.

I heard that those girls were finally filled with black blood, then cut to death and thrown into the street.

It's those chopped up zombies.

These were all said by those demons when they bragged to each other.

For them, it's a very proud thing. Even a demon carefully described the details of strangling his nagging parents.

The girls looked at the white family and opened their mouths to ask them for help, but they couldn't say anything.

They are really afraid of the demons who are younger than them.

Just two days, they were so deeply rooted that they could not escape their clutches.

The shame and fear that life is better than death are branded in my heart and can't be forgotten.

The sound of rock music was so loud that the people in the building didn't hear anything outside.

White Jue's fingers moved slightly, and the power line belonging to the speaker in the yard was directly broken.

The deafening rock music stopped in silence.

"Gan! Why is there no music! Wang Chao, what are you doing? Go eat shit!" a teenager scolded and pushed open the door of the living room. At a glance, he saw several students lying on the ground, "shit! Boss, someone is smashing the field. Come and kill them!"