The kitchen knife pierced the pillow that Tian Gang had brought in an emergency to block his body. The tip of the knife, which was a few centimeters long, stuck out and was very close to Tian Gang's eyebrows and the bridge of his nose.

The scene was like a bullfight. On one side, Mo Sen was desperately fighting with the knife, and on the other side, Tian Gang was using a pillow as a shield to resist. It straightforwardly explained that all ordinary fights are essentially a competition of strength.
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The sound of the two exerting force was mixed with Qiu Xue's choked sobs. Mo Sen, whose face was covered with shadows due to the backlight, had sinister eyes and a distorted face. He kicked one leg on the bed to exert force, while Tian Gang clutched the pillow tightly.

There was even a tiny popping sound of the sutures collapsing, and the forehead covered in cold sweat missed the swinging sharp knife tip several times.

This attack and defense were completely unstructured, but Damon and others outside the screen were afraid to show their anger, for fear that Tian Gang would be stabbed by Mo Sen in the next moment and killed on the spot.

"Uh... um...!"

During the wrestling, the siren sounded in the distance, and Mo Sen spared his attention to look back. Tian Gang took the opportunity to lower his head, squeezed Mo Sen's waist with both hands, and pushed his forehead through the pillow like a cow.

Mawson's belly.

"Gah——!"

Mo Sen was caught off guard and was staggered several steps by Tian Gang, who was bending forward and bumping into him.

Wow!

Tian Gang couldn't see where he was and couldn't hold back his strength. Now, with such life-threatening strength, he directly drove Mo Sen to smash the window glass. The two of them fell out of the second floor amidst the explosion, and the glass fragments crashed to the ground.<

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Qiu Xue, with messy hair, opened her eyes wide in horror and opened her mouth unconsciously.

The short and rapid siren sound was getting closer and closer. Tian Gang screamed in pain and squirmed slowly on the ground covered with debris. The same happened to Mo Sen, who fell half a meter away next to him. He groaned in pain and held his arms in his arms.

He held one of his calves, but even so, he still stood up in the end, still holding the knife tightly in his hand, and was about to attack Asada.

"Police! Don't move!"

Two uniformed police officers rushed out and shouted a warning.

Mo Sen crawled to the ground and grabbed Tian Gang's collar, forcing him to raise his head, and at the same time put a kitchen knife next to his neck.

"Go away!"

Mo Sen shouted hoarsely, "If you dare to come here, I will kill this guy!"

The hostages were being coerced and the two policemen hesitated. Mo Sen took the opportunity to grab Tian Gang and move him back, staggering to the side of the road.

There was a sound of "Pap-Pap-Pap-Pap", and Mo Sen stepped on the road with his bare feet. The leg that was hugged just now was twisted out of shape, so that his walking posture was abnormally deformed, as terrifying as a living corpse.

"Wait!" "Stop!"

The police who were following closely all the way spoke out in shock again.

"Get away!!!"

Mo Sen roared loudly, "If you come into my sight, I will kill him immediately!"

While making the threat, he had already approached the private car parked on the roadside, pulled the back door of the car with a click and pushed Tian Gang, who was in pain all over, in, and then opened the driver's seat door.

Inside, there was a man dressed as an office worker. He was holding a cigarette in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. Before the accident, he was enjoying the few hours of alone time that men in society who had started a family and started a career had.

"Go away!!!"

The car door that had been forgotten to be locked was suddenly opened. A strange and thin man with a hideous face stood in front of him, holding a knife and shouting. The office worker looked at it dumbfounded, unable to turn around at all, and had no idea what the situation was at the moment.

"Get out!!!" Seeing that he was stunned and unresponsive, Mo Sen shouted crazily again.

"Ah? Oh, okay..."

The office worker responded blankly, but Mo Sen had lost his patience and rushed forward. "Puff! Puff! Puff!" He stabbed the knife several times, and the interval between the sound of stabbing into the flesh and the sound of blood spurting was extremely short.

He stabbed him about three or four times, then reached in with his free hand, randomly pulled out a ball of limp corpses, threw away the office worker whose chest and abdomen were soaked in blood, got into the driver's seat, and pulled up the car.

Car door.

The sirens wailed from behind, and the flashing police lights could be seen through the rear window. With a few fiddles, Mawson started the car, and the car fell backwards, knocking the policeman who raised his hands and shouted "Stop!" to the ground.

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The police siren blared two or three times a second. The injured police officer fell to the ground and covered his knees. The vehicle stumbled away under the control of Mawson, bumping over the corpse of an office worker on the way.

Twice.

"Ha...ha..."

As the car drove onto the road, Mo Sen grabbed the steering wheel. Tian Gang, who was slumped in the back seat, struggled weakly, moaning in pain mixed with intermittent breathing.

The sharp siren was like a sky net, approaching more and more. Tian Gang, with a streak of blood on his face, struggled to get up from the car seat.

He was breathing heavily, and at this moment, a piece of soft pure music was inserted unknowingly, making the harshness of the police car's siren a little less harsh.

It was dark inside the car, and Tian Gang looked at the back of the driver, Simonson, and there was something strangely soothing and warm about the scene.

"Mo Sen..." he advised in a hoarse voice, "Stop."

"It's so noisy." Moson, who was holding the steering wheel with both hands, responded hoarsely.

"Mo Sen..." Tian Gang insisted, his voice weak because of the injury, but also peaceful and gentle because of this weakness.

"You, you would never do such a thing before. Why have you become such a person now..."

Tian Gang gasped and said, "You used to comfort me when I lost to you in games...replace fighting games...with cooperative games..."

The camera shows the profile of Moson driving.

"You are obviously... a very good person..."

"I told you that you are so annoying!!!"

Moson screamed hysterically, grabbed the kitchen knife, turned around, and stabbed Tian Gang's leg wildly. He stabbed Tian Gang two or three times in quick succession while the latter screamed in agony, and then turned around.

The bright car lights illuminated a graceful figure, with curly hair spread down her back and a long purple woolen jumpsuit.

Mo Sen's eyes trembled, and he slammed on the brakes before realizing it, and turned the steering wheel wildly. The tires of the private car rubbed against the road, emitting a sharp "chi--" sound, and passed by a woman who was screaming in panic and holding her head in her hands.

The car completely lost control, hit the fence on the roadside, rolled over and fell.

The sudden change left Colton and others in a daze, confused and clueless.

What on earth is this...?

With a "boom", the car did not explode, but the broken window glass was scattered everywhere.

Several police cars following closely stopped nearby, forming a vague arc.

The private car that was semi-surrounded was in dilapidated condition after overturning. The front window was shattered, the front of the car was cracked and deformed due to the impact, and smoke was rising.

Tian Gang's miserable screams of pain kept ringing out.

Buzz————————

The tinnitus-like noise started again.

Moson, who was sitting in the driver's seat, slowly turned his head. The side of his face was cut from the corner of his forehead by flying glass shards, and he was bleeding downwards. However, his expression was unprecedentedly hazy, confused and... gentle.
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Tian Gang gasped in pain and met Mo Sen's eyes.

"...Tian Gang?"

Mohsen, whose face was covered with blood and sweat, shouted softly, his voice like soft and delicate caramel, and like the tiniest bits of fluff in the feathers, floating softly in the dilapidated car interior.
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Buzz————————

The high-pitched buzzing was still ringing, and Mo Sen blinked his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up in excitement, and his expression was filled with innocent and pure joy.

"Tian Gang." He called again and said with a slight smile, "Ha, you are here."

".........Huh?"

Tian Gang, who was holding his injured arm with one hand, looked at Mo Sen blankly.

"Ah, that's right." Mo Sen's deeply frowning face showed an innocence that was extremely inconsistent with it, "I have to return the game disk I asked you to borrow..."

As he spoke, he turned around and rummaged around in the ruined front seat of the car, muttering in confusion as he searched:

"...Huh? Where is the game disc? Where did I put it...?"

Mo Sen tilted his head in confusion, raised his voice and said, "Grandma - where is my CD - and two glasses of Coke -!"

Tian Gang was stunned and looked at him, until the sound of rapid footsteps came one after another. Two police officers wearing police hats rushed over and opened the driver's door with a few glass windows, dragging Moson away one from the left and the other from the right.

While going out, Mawson lost his balance and fell backwards. They quickly grabbed a handful.

Tian Gang watched the police carrying Mo Sen away, and soon a third policeman opened the back door and helped him out.

Mo Sen was held hostage and limped towards the direction of the police car. He saw that purple again, bright, beautiful, vivid and impressive.

The woman in the long woolen skirt stood beside the policeman who was comforting her. She met the man with bloodstained hair in horror and looked at her in shock.

Mo Sen suddenly smiled brightly.

"Sister——!"
To be continued...