My Mr. Monster

As soon as it got dark, everyone started to move. Both sides wanted to deal with each other in the dark, but they didn't know that the spies they sent were caught by Song Li almost as soon as they arrived. They tortured the person for more than ten minutes before he died.

Lu Xuan glanced at the tortured corpse, its face distorted beyond recognition. This was no longer a matter of right or wrong. He had come to understand the reality of the situation. Right and wrong were subjective. As long as he remained firm in his principles, no matter how many people died... what did it have to do with him?

If you think it is right, then it is right; if you think it is wrong, then it is wrong.

He can be kind, or he can watch indifferently, or even add fuel to the fire.

This struggle was a one-sided massacre without any suspense from the very beginning. Not to mention that the night was Wu Yang's exclusive show, the other two militants could wipe out the whole group of people.

Lu Xuan followed Wu Yang closely. He unexpectedly discovered that he could vaguely see some things in the dark, but it was not clear. Obviously, this change occurred after he was bitten.

"They are divided into two groups, we just need to deal with them." Han Song whispered in the darkness.

Wu Yang, Lu Xuan and Han Song hid directly on the road that had to be passed. Lu Xuan was a little nervous. After all, killing people was more or less a burden. However, when he thought of Liao Ren's miserable condition, his anger quickly dominated his vague hesitation.

What right do I have to hesitate when it comes to these damn things?

"Wu Yang, what are you going to do?" Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang on the side.

Wu Yang said as a matter of course: "Don't ask me, this is your business. I can kill this small group of people in three seconds. I'll leave it to you to kill."

"Give me some tips." Lu Xuan said.

"Your slingshot is useful now," Wu Yang said jokingly. "It can't kill people, but it can make them suffer excruciating pain. It's just right for amusing these guys."

Lu Xuan was stunned when he heard this. He had almost forgotten about the slingshot. After seeing Wu Yang turning the steel balls into bullets, he had silently given up on the slingshot. He didn't expect that it would be useful again now.

"Indeed, you can. Lu Xuan, cover me while I attack them." Han Song said, "Your slingshot is really accurate."

Lu Xuan looked at the knife in his hand and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, then leave someone for me... I want to try."

Han Song patted Lu Xuan's shoulder and said, "Leave it to me. Just relax."

Lu Xuan nodded, put on his backpack and stood up. He had a slingshot and a gun, but the gun was not very accurate.

"I'll find a good position, you two can do whatever you want. I'll take action when they scream." Lu Xuan instructed.

"Find a more secluded place where arrows can't reach." Wu Yang reminded, "Scare them first, and remember to hide well."

"I know." Lu Xuan was about to leave when he paused. He turned around and took out two chocolates from his pocket, one for Han Song and one for Wu Yang. "Wait for my good news."

Watching Lu Xuan disappear, Wu Yang silently peeled off the chocolate wrapper and put the chocolate into his mouth. Han Song on the side followed suit.

"I still don't understand why Lu Xuan fell in love with you." Han Song said suddenly.

Wu Yang: "He said I was handsome and he loved me very much."

Han Song just felt that the chocolate was a little too sweet, but he also felt a little more energetic.

"Then you just keep him safe. Since you promised him, you have to pretend to like him even if you have to." Han Song's voice was not loud, his attention was still on the path.

Wu Yang snorted coldly and looked at Han Song, "Do you need to tell me? Besides, Lu Xuan is not stupid. He looks silly but he is very thoughtful."

"Do you want to leave people alive for him to kill?" Han Song asked.

"Leave two. His mentality has changed. Let him kill a few, even if he vomits for a few days. We need to make him understand the difference between the two worlds." Wu Yang said seriously, "His hands are too clean. He will recognize blood as soon as it is stained."

"Your intentions are truly... vicious." Han Song looked at Wu Yang. "Such a good person, why do you have to drag him down with you? With your abilities, it shouldn't be difficult to protect him."

"No one can stay out of this. He was the one who broke in. I can't always be with him. This world is terrible. Monsters, humans, even a child may turn swords against him." Wu Yang was helpless. Lu Xuan's ideas were seriously inconsistent with his own, but it was precisely because of this that Lu Xuan felt that the world might not be so bad.

"Shh... someone come, we can discuss these issues when we have time." Han Song said as he stared closely at the fire that was gradually approaching not far away. The fire illuminated five or six burly men.

Those who can keep their bodies so strong in such a hellish place are obviously of similar strength. As for whether they are good or bad... Han Song doesn't care about that. He just wants these people's heads to offer as a sacrifice to Liao Ren.

Han Song's muscles were tense, and both hands were tightly grasping a dagger. He just needed to lie in wait for Lu Xuan's first wave of consumption.

Suddenly, Wu Yang raised his eyebrows. He heard the sound of steel balls cutting through the air, followed by the sound of eyeballs exploding.

"Ah, ah!" A heart-wrenching roar echoed through the long night. In the light of the fire, a man fell to the ground and rolled around with his hands covering his eyes. The blood reflected by the fire was glowing.

"Eyes, I can't see anymore." The man roared and dug out a bloody steel ball from his eye socket and spread it out on his palm, followed by another heart-wrenching roar.

"So accurate..." said Han Song.

"It would be better if it were more powerful." Wu Yang said, holding a steel ball in his hand. "I'll just give you a little surprise."

Han Song felt something was wrong when he heard this, and saw Wu Yang throw the steel ball in his hand out at an incredible speed the next second.

Two of the three torches were shattered instantly and precisely, wood chips flew everywhere, and the steel balls that pierced the torches were embedded somewhere unknown.

The disappearance of the fire instantly threw everyone into confusion. They huddled together like quails, afraid that they would be shot from the periphery.

"Disperse quickly and don't be sitting ducks!" A voice rang out, and the remaining people hid in the darkness.

"How stupid... You didn't even think about why you broke the torch..." Wu Yang couldn't help but complain, but his face showed a mixture of mockery and anticipation.

Han Song beside him had left quietly at some point. After a long period of night patrol, Han Song was most familiar with the night.

He was like a Grim Reaper blending into the darkness, and unknowingly he circled behind a man who was alertly searching for his attacker.

"Hello..." Han Song's hoarse and low voice sounded in his ears.

The man's mind went blank for a moment. The unfamiliar voice prompted him to subconsciously turn around. Han Song's gaze was like poison. Without hesitation, he slashed the man's neck with his knife, and warm blood splattered on his face before he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The man opened his eyes wide and loosened the machete in his hand. He wanted to shout but found that the blood directly blocked his throat. He looked at the torch thrown on the ground, as if he saw the last hope. He wanted his companions to find him!

He covered his neck and walked towards the torch in a twisted manner, and the moment he got close.

There was a "bang" of gunfire followed by a flash of fire.

The man's head instantly exploded like a watermelon, and red and white sticky matter scattered everywhere. His blood formed a terrifying red flower on the ground...