There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

"It seems that the things I have here are of no use for the time being."

Kitahara Sora's voice brought the dazed crowd back to reality. A few seconds later, Tobe Sho covered his face and cried softly.

Hirano Toda sat down on the ground with a smile of surviving a disaster on his face. Then he patted Tobe Sho on the shoulder, took off his glasses and wiped his wet eyes.

At this time, Hayato Hayama sat down on the ground without caring about his image. Although he no longer had any image at this time, his beautiful blonde bangs were burnt in a small area, and his face was blackened by the smoke. He slowly sat down and buried his face in his arms, silent.

"Okay, everyone, you've had enough rest, let's go back."

Jing Haoyong showed a warm smile, and his steady voice invisibly brought a touch of comfort to everyone's hearts.

Everyone got up one after another, but the fat man Hirano Toda seemed a little exhausted and couldn't get up for a while. After seeing his embarrassed smile, Jing Haoyong and Tobe Xiang reached out and helped him up.

Suddenly, there was a violent cough. The uncomfortable sound was like that of an old smoker with lung disease. It made me feel difficult to breathe just by listening to it.

Beiyuan Kong's expression suddenly froze, and he was immediately struck by a strong sense of crisis, because the sudden cough seemed so abrupt and unnatural.

His body moved before his brain could even react, and the moment he subconsciously crawled down, he heard a swish sound. A slippery tentacle as thick as a thumb suddenly came through the basketball-sized gap in the corridor door and tightly wrapped around the neck of Jing Haoyong behind him.

In just a moment, the huge force pulled him off the ground and into the air.

Beiyuan quickly grabbed his calf with his bare hands. In less than half a second, Jing Haoyong was suspended in the air. His face instantly turned crimson purple, his body shook constantly, and his eyes rolled back.

Through the tentacles, it can be seen that the one in a stalemate with Kitahara Kong is a tall and thin zombie outside the door. He is wearing an ordinary T-shirt, his head tilted to one side, and there is a tumor on his neck that is bigger than his head, and even occupies half of his face.

Its mouth opened and its body leaned back desperately, and this several-meter-long tentacle was its mutated tongue!

Smoker!

This sudden scene shocked the few people who had just relaxed. Hayato Hayama, who was the first to react, picked up a dagger and cut off the tongue of the special infected person. Then Ohga Taiyo caught Jinghao Yong in mid-air to prevent his head from hitting the ground.

This pull almost made Jing Haoyong unconscious instantly, but fortunately the force was not too great, otherwise his neck would have been broken the moment Beiyuan Kong pulled it back.

After Jing Haoyong landed on the ground, he burst into a violent coughing fit and frantically pried off the tentacles wrapped around his neck, his pupils wide open as he looked terrified.

"Smoker, I like to call it Smoker, a special infected person." Kitahara Sora explained: "The tumor capsule under his neck is probably filled with his tongue. It shouldn't be a problem to hit a target from 20 meters away. Maybe the attack distance is even farther."

Although Kitahara Sora introduced these mutants last night, this sudden attack still made people shudder. Hayato Hayama squatted down and gently patted Jinghao Yong's back, asking worriedly, "Is Jinghao okay?"

Jing Haoyong coughed and forced a smile: "Ahem, no, it's okay, thanks to Kitahara-san, otherwise..."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed from relief at surviving the disaster to uneasiness, and then to fear and despair.

Jing Haoyong stared blankly at the blood oozing from his hands, then picked up the half of his tongue on the ground in disbelief, and reached out to touch his neck. A little blood was flowing out from his neck which was left with a circle of purple-red marks.

Kitahara Sora also looked at Jing Haoyong in surprise, and after a moment he sighed, "I didn't know Smoker had barbs on his tongue."

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Chapter 21: Because She Deserves It

"Yeshan-san, ahem, ahem, please do me a favor..."

Jing Haoyong leaned against the wall. It was very difficult for him to speak at this time. He choked with infinite sadness and nostalgia: "Although we have only known each other for less than two days, I still want to shamelessly ask you to help me."

Hayato Hayama slowly squatted down with a painful look on his face. He wanted to hold Jinghao Yong's hand, but was blocked by him: "Jinghao-san..."

"Hayama-san, can you help me get rid of this? I don't want to become that kind of monster."

Jing Haoyong slowly raised the rifle that Hayato Hayama gave him, put it against his forehead, and pointed the gun at Hayato Hayama: "I just tried to think about it, and it seems that I can't do it myself... Can you please help me?"

Hayato Hayama's eyes were red and he was struggling inside. After a long time, he raised his hands to grip the gun handle. His trembling fingers slowly touched the trigger, then he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Jing Haoyong also smiled with relief, closed his eyes, and opened them again in confusion after a long time.

I saw Hayato Hayama lowered his head, relaxed his shoulders and tried hard to hold back his sobs. It felt as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on his fingers and he couldn't press them down.

"This kind of thing... Jing Hao... I... I'm sorry, I can't do it..."

"Really? I'm really sorry... I might have been a little unreasonable..."

However, Jing Haoyong looked lost, but he smiled and comforted Hayama Hayato. Then he looked at the people around him. Except for Kitahara Sora, everyone turned their faces away with painful expressions.

When Jing Haoyong fixed his eyes on Kitahara Sora, he took out the Beretta pistol from his waist, loaded it and removed the magazine, leaving only the last bullet in the chamber. He placed it beside Jing Haoyong's leg and said softly, "Some things cannot be left to others."

Jing Haoyong's clear eyes began to become cloudy, and black bloodshot slowly covered the entire whites of his eyes, but his consciousness was still extremely clear. He slowly picked up the pistol and spread it on his palm. After being dazed for a minute, he looked up at Bei Yuankong again, but his eyes were a little complicated.

"let's go."

Kitahara Sora patted the dazed Hayato Hayama, who hesitated, glanced at Kitahara Sora who had already started to walk up, and then glanced at Igo Naga who was still sitting on the ground leaning against the wall. Seeing the latter's affirmative smile, Hayato Hayama also gritted his teeth and turned around...

"Wait, Kitahara-san...can you listen to my last request?"

Kitahara Sora and others turned their heads and waited quietly for Jing Haoyong to speak.

"Hayama-san, Kitahara-san, could you help me take care of Rei? Just take care of her for a little bit - this is my last request."

Just as Hayato Hayama was about to speak, he heard Kitahara Sora's indifferent voice: "After coming here, have you ever thought about who to rely on, Jinghao?"

The only remaining hope in Jing Haoyong's eyes was replaced by disappointment. He stared at Kitahara Sora, Hayama Hayato and others with a dull look until they disappeared from his sight...

Yes, after coming here, who can I rely on? Li can rely on me, then who can I rely on? We are all just poor ghosts struggling on the edge of death.

The corridor was very quiet at this time, with only the growling and pushing sounds of a few zombies outside the door.

Jing Haoyong turned his head to look at the door, raised the gun with difficulty and put it to his forehead. The feeling of loneliness and the desire to survive filled his heart. He turned the gun towards the zombie that was about to crawl in at the door.

But there is only one bullet in the chamber...

A dark tear flowed from the corner of Jing Haoyong's eyes, and he put the gun against his forehead again. At least I can't let Li see me turn into that kind of monster.

Kitahara-san, turns out to be a gentle person...

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"So you just left Yong there alone and came up by yourselves?"

Miyamoto Rei had cried herself to death. She sat on the ground with empty pupils, looking up at Hayama Hayato, Ohga Taiyo and others in front of her.

"Why? Why Yong?" Miyamoto Rei's voice was emotionless, as if she was questioning or talking to herself: "Why? Yong promised me that he would go through this game safely with me. Why did he break his promise?"

"I'm sorry...Miyamoto-san..."

"Sorry?" Miyamoto Rei's eyes sternly locked onto Ohga Taiyo, her gaze icy and cold: "Why do you want to apologize, Ohga-san? Does Yong's death have anything to do with you?"

After that, Miyamoto Rei stood up and slowly walked to Da He Taiyang: "Why did you want to kill Yong? Why!"

Her expression became ferocious, and she pounced on Da He Taiyang frantically, but was pushed to the ground by Ishikawa: "What's wrong with you, woman? No one deliberately killed Jing Hao. If Da He senior hadn't caught Jing Hao Yong at that time, he might have been killed immediately!"

"Stop talking, Xiaoyi!"

Ohga Taiyo's face looked heavy, but he still spoke out to stop Ishikawa Ichi.

"Senior Da He, this is obviously none of your business, why do you just accept it? None of us has the obligation to protect anyone else. After all, I actually saw that the mutant zombie was originally targeting Kitahara Kong, but he dodged and was hit..."

"Xiaoyi!"

"Ishikawa-san!"

"..."

Ishikawa realized that he had let the cat out of the bag and quickly stopped talking. At the same time, he was scolded by Hayato Hayama and Taiyo Ohga, and his face turned red. However, he still defended himself unconvincedly, but his voice was much lower: "Well, what I said was not wrong. I was just stating the facts..."

At this time, Kitahara Sora, who was sitting on the side, stood up and walked in front of Miyamoto Rei, still with that indifferent expression: "If you look at it from Jing Haoyong's perspective, it is indeed partly my responsibility, but if I hadn't avoided it, I probably wouldn't be here talking to you."

Kitahara Sora looked at the stunned Miyamoto Rei and continued, "But I didn't realize that he was standing behind me at the time, and I didn't mean to kill him. Miyamoto-san, tell me what you think. If you want to avenge Jing Haoyong, I can understand and I won't stop you, but I won't sit and wait for death, but..." Kitahara Sora's tone suddenly changed, from the indifference of not caring about anything to the chill of falling into an ice cave, even a few degrees lower than the current temperature, which made Miyamoto Rei tremble instinctively: "But... do you have the courage?"

After saying that, Kitahara Sora pulled out the Desert Eagle that no one could control from his waist, loaded the gun and threw it in front of Miyamoto Rei.

"Hey, hey, don't joke around!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tobe Sho wanted to speak out to stop it, but after being glanced at by Kitahara Sora, he touched the back of his head and smiled bitterly.

Just as Miura Yumiko, who was leaning against Hayama Hayato, was about to speak, she was pulled back by Hayama Hayato, who gently shook his head at her.

Ishikawa swallowed his saliva. He blamed the situation on himself for letting the cat out of the bag due to his excitement. He had already hidden away at this moment.

Do you have the courage? Miyamoto Rei stared blankly at the Desert Eagle in front of her, and suddenly a voice in her mind rang over and over again.

Kill him!

Kill him!

Kill him!

Kill the 'culprit' who indirectly killed his lover!

She even simulated the next scene countless times in her mind. She seemed to have seen Beiyuan Kong lying in a pool of blood...

But why can’t I stretch out my hand?

It would only take less than two seconds to kill him, so why couldn't I lift my hand?

Because in his mind he recalled what Kitahara Sora had just said, 'If you want revenge, I won't just sit there and wait for death...'

Miyamoto Rei sat on the ground in a daze, and at this moment she seemed a little at a loss.

It was not until a long time later that Kitahara Sora slowly picked up the Desert Eagle and pulled out the magazine. Miyamoto Rei looked up blankly and found that it was just an empty magazine. Kitahara Sora's action of loading the gun just now was also a clever way to block his sight and eject the bullet that had been loaded in the chamber.

Miyamoto Rei's eyes began to tear up again, and she began to sob. She didn't have the courage, not even the courage to raise the gun, because she was afraid that Hayato Hayama would stop her. She was afraid that she would be ostracized by the people here after killing Kitahara Sora, and she was afraid that Kitahara Sora would be faster than her... But why is this an empty gun? Why are you still playing tricks on me? Are you so vicious?

Miyamoto Rei saw Kitahara Sora turn around and grab a handful of bullets from his pocket, stuffing them into the magazine one by one, but his eyes were not on her, as if he was disdainful to look at her, even though she was so beautiful and had such a good figure.

"Before he died, Jing Haoyong asked us for two things."

Kitahara Sora said: "First of all, he asked us to help him get rid of him. Ye Shan and the others couldn't do it. I could actually do it but I refused."

"The second thing is about you."

At this point, Miyamoto Rei held back her sobs, looked at Kitahara Sora's back, and listened to the voice coming out of his mouth: "He hopes that we can take care of you, maybe he wants you to live longer. It can be seen that he really likes you. Until the last moment, all he thought about was you... But I still refused."

After saying that, Beiyuan Kong put the Desert Eagle on his waist, put on his hunting bow, and walked towards the door.

It was not until Kitahara Sora moved the obstacles away and walked out of the room that Miyamoto Rei could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

After closing the door, Bei Yuankong leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. He felt a little suffocated in the smoke.

When I first came into contact with them, my preconceived notions made me think that these guys were not good people. No matter how noble a person is, there is nothing to be done to clean up his act when he betrayed his best friend and stole his girlfriend.

But after real contact, I found that these paper people in my world are also flesh and blood. Perhaps with just a small accident, the tragedy around them might not happen. Even Sawaga Taisuke, who was slapped by me and even had his teeth knocked out, was able to let go of his hatred and take the initiative to talk to me.

After two days of getting along, although Jing Haoyong was acting as a peacemaker most of the time and there was nothing to know in depth, his feelings for Miyamoto Rei should be real.

But Miyamoto Rei is indeed the same as in the original novel, selfish and self-centered, always considering issues from her own perspective. If there was no victim like Komuro Takashi in the original novel, Miyamoto Rei would have died hundreds of times. It's such a waste of such a sexy character.

While I was thinking, footsteps approached. Hayato Hayama came out and leaned against the wall with Kitahara Sora. They didn't say a word, just in a daze.

Kitahara Sora glanced at Hayama Hayato, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. This was a cigarette provided by the suite, so it was just a bargain for him.

"No, Kitahara-san, smoking is bad for your health, not to mention we are still minors."

Kitahara Sora put away the cigarette, looked up at the ceiling, exhaled a puff of smoke and slowly said: "Do you think I'm too much? Miyamoto Rei has already been like that, and I still want to rub salt into her wounds? So, is Hayama-san here to teach me a lesson?"

Hayato Hayama suddenly laughed: "So I am an idiot in your eyes, Kitahara-san? I was planning to discuss what to do next, and I saw you come out so I came to ask about the situation."

Seeing that Kitahara Sora didn't say anything, Hayato Hayama was silent for a moment, and suddenly changed the subject and said: "But Kitahara-san, I think what you said is very right. Who can we rely on when we come to this damn place? Apart from unity and mutual assistance..."

After a pause, Hayato Hayama made a joke for the first time in a long time, teasing: "You said you wouldn't take care of her, but you still helped her. Kitahara-san is unexpectedly a good person."

"I don't think I'm a good person, but I've never said I'm a bad person, and I don't know what your definition of good and bad is."

Kitahara Sora shook his head, not caring about Ye Shan's nice guy card. He took another puff of cigarette and blew it into the air: "I did this just because I think Jing Haoyong is actually not bad. At least he faced death calmly, which was beyond my expectation. I felt very comfortable when I heard his last wish. There is no loss for me to do this."

Kitahara Sora changed the subject: "But do you think Miyamoto Rei deserves to be taken care of?"

Hayato Hayama didn't know how to answer Kitahara Sora's question. He sighed secretly and asked himself in his heart, maybe if Kitahara Sora hadn't answered Jing Haoyong at that time, he would definitely agree to this promise that seemed extremely easy but was actually extremely heavy.

But does she deserve to be cared for?

Logically speaking, Kitahara Sora had nothing to do with Jing Haoyong's death, but since you shifted the target of your firepower and wanted to use it to comfort yourself, Kitahara Sora would accept it.

But what can you do for your dead lover?

Before your lover died, all he thought about was you. He was even shameless and not afraid of being cheated on and asked others to help take care of you. He just wanted you to live well. But you didn't dare to go find the mutant zombie that had already escaped to avenge Jing Haoyong, and you didn't even dare to think about it!

Even though Kitahara Sora directed the firepower towards himself, and even though the gun he threw over was an empty one, as long as you, Miyamoto Rei, dare to pick it up and shoot at him, he might really help you at the critical moment.

But you don't even have the courage to avenge him, whether it's against Kitahara Sora or the zombies.

People with courage are worthy of respect.

But despite this, Kitahara Sora still told Miyamoto Rei his final thoughts about Jinghao Yong, which was to tell her clearly that no one would help her, and no one would take care of her like Jinghao Yong did, so you have to fend for yourself in the future.

It sounds like kicking someone when he's down, but who can't hear the true meaning in these words?