Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

Not long after everyone left, an adult deformed man carrying an axe, a hook, and a bow and arrow followed the traces.

Its nose sniffed and moved on. After a moment, it saw the scene in front of it clearly.

His own child's head was cut off and stuck on a branch, as if to demonstrate and mock it.

An unspeakable pain surged into my heart!

It felt extremely sad, the breath in its belly rushed to its throat, and then it raised its head and roared hoarsely.

The voice is like a wild beast, but people can understand the sadness in it.

These deformed people can hunt others with expressionless expressions, just like humans slaughtering sheep and cattle. Perhaps ordinary people are equivalent to two-legged sheep to them.

They don't care about the feelings of their prey, but they can't stop feeling sad when their family members are killed by their prey.

This is the cruelty of hunters.

Natural selection, sometimes even among the same kind!

The deformed ogre walked to the ugly head of his child, took out the child's eyes, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them.

It wants to use the eyes of a child to let its children see how it avenges it.

Then he opened the trap on the side, used a wooden frame to hold down the body of the small deformed man, and picked up the leaves on the side and spread it on top.

It wants to preserve the child's body to prevent it from being eaten by other wild animals.

Although this forest has long been its territory, it is inevitable that other beasts will wander over, which is something that makes them angry.

Those stupid four-legged reptiles will distinguish the urine of other prey and make a detour.

Yet unafraid of the mark it leaves and ignoring its scent.

As a result, even though it is the ruler of this forest, it is always ignored and enters its territory without authorization, leaving behind a fishy corpse that is inedible to these people's tastes every time.

As for why it is necessary to protect the child's body, it is not to drown on the spot.

That's because after hunting and taking revenge, it will integrate the child into its own body by eating, and then embalm its bones and put them at home.

Continue to accompany it in a special way.

Just like its parents!

After disposing of the child's body, the angry deformed man chased after him with an axe, and quickly disappeared into the dark night forest.

The seven people approaching the river also heard the distant roar at this time.

Regarding this roaring sound, the other six people thought it was some kind of wild beast, but Alex, who had experienced the other party's pursuit, was very familiar with it.

She looked around, then bent down and picked up a piece of stick.

The prisoner Walter's eyes were involuntarily aimed at her raised parts. After all, he had been locked up in prison for a long time and was a normal man physically.

Due to misogyny, I didn't pick up soap, so naturally I was a little hungry.

But Alex obviously didn't give him too many peeping opportunities. He just picked up the stick, pulled off the leaves on it, frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"It seems that your behavior just now angered it. I advise you to be prepared, it is coming soon!"

"We don't even know where it's going to come from."

"Perhaps we won't realize it's coming until one of the seven of us is suddenly attacked and dies!"

Walter stared at the lower part of Alex's neck, where he was panting rapidly due to nervousness, pouted, and said harshly: "We were attacked just now because we didn't know the existence of that piece of shit."

"Everyone is on alert now and there are seven of us."

He pointed at the other four prisoners and sneered: "Especially these four, they are all ruthless people on the road."

Then he pointed at Policeman Knight: "What's more, we still have a policeman, oh, by the way, Mr. Policeman, in the case of witnessing such a murder."

"Shouldn't you be brave enough to arrest the other party?"

Walter raised his eyebrows provocatively, and his tone was very harsh.

"Shut up, there's a signal. Hello, I'm Police Officer Knight. We're under attack and need support. Hello, please answer if you hear me!"

Knight scolded and called for help on his cell phone, which had a weak signal and intermittent electrical sounds.

Hassan Chavez on the side spoke:

"I think Walter is right. If that bastard dares to come here again, I swear, I will shoot his head to pieces and taste his brains."

He raised his gun, demonstrating his status as a thermal weapon.

"I will definitely give it a try, what will be different about this guy who grew up eating people!"

Walter's words were supported, and he opened his hands and approached Hassan: "Oh, brother, that's it, you must blast that guy's asshole!"

Hassan Chavez took a step back alertly to prevent this guy from taking away his firearm. This was his status and right to speak.

Walter didn’t pay attention, but continued: “Just like this!”

His left hand circled into an OK shape, and his right index finger plunged deeply into it.

Faced with the words of these guys, Alex felt helpless. Only by close contact can he know how terrifying the deformed ogre is.

Not only did her warning fail to prepare them, it actually made them even more arrogant, like a group of roosters ready to fight.

Fortunately, the remaining people still used local materials and found various weapons.

This made her feel a little safer.

Walter heard the sound of water flowing, and because the words he told were like self-hypnosis, he walked ahead with increased confidence.

Just took a step.

Crack!

There was a crisp sound of a branch breaking under his feet, and a crescent-shaped sharp blade as big as a door panel was cut horizontally from the high fork of a big tree next to him.

It was hung with a hemp rope as thick as a thumb, and as the mechanism was triggered, it swept towards Walter.

The sharp blade cut horizontally along the side of his ear.

His arrogant face froze, his smile solidified, and then the whole face appeared red marks and fell off his head.

The cross-section of the head was exposed, and it seemed that the red flesh of a watermelon that had been cut in half had five blood holes of different sizes dug out with a spoon for the eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

Baji!

The one-inch thick skin with a layer of brittle bones fell to the ground, shocking everyone back to their senses.

"Fuck, fuck!"

Crawford, the prisoner who had just kicked, holding a wooden stick next to him, was only one step slower than Walter, and cursed angrily.

It was both venting and anger.

Rage and fear were rampant in his heart. He was only half a step away. In less than 0.2 seconds, his footsteps would fall and his body would be cut horizontally.

He took a step back and fell to the ground because of the imbalance.

The bloody huge blade was hung by a rope, swinging back and forth above his head like a pendulum, as if urging him to take another step forward and welcome the caress of the sharp blade. (End of this chapter)