He ruthlessly punched and kicked, and a thick wooden stick got mixed up in it.

This is a baseball bat.

Simon could vaguely distinguish it.

But.

It will kill someone.

Is there really such great hatred?

A pool of water under his body seeped into his clothes, and a cold feeling came over him, gradually cooling Simon's consciousness.

In the dim light, Mark Stein's expression was a little ferocious. All the humiliation he had suffered these days was brought back. Seeing the young man lying in the sewage without any resistance, Mark Stein even gave birth to a little bit of anger.

The loneliness of a master.

Boy, if you have the ability, get up again!

With this shout in his heart, the baseball bat in Mark Stein's hand swung at Simon again, this time aiming at the shoulder, and the dull blow was particularly obvious amidst the sounds of fists and kicks.

However, this time, when Mark Stein tried to lift the baseball bat again out of habit, he found that his hand was suddenly empty.

Immediately afterwards, an obvious sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded among the scattered kicking sounds.

Buzz——

Click!

The clear sound of bones breaking could be heard.

A young man who besieged Simon immediately fell to the ground, hugged one of his legs and screamed, his voice even filled with tears.

"Ah, my leg, ah, leg, my leg is broken."

The sudden change made the other four people stunned.

Mark Stein was the first to react and threw himself directly on Simon on the ground, shouting: "He took my baseball bat away."

One companion's leg was broken, which obviously did not frighten the other four people, but instead aroused the ferocity of these young people.

So, at Mark Stein's reminder, the other three people also rushed forward.

"Hold him, hold him!"

"Grab the baseball bat first."

Buzz——

Click!

Another young man fell immediately.

"You guys are fucking holding me down, my legs. Call for an ambulance. I want an ambulance."

"Shut up and stop howling."

"kill him."

In the narrow alley, the remaining three young men were still besieging the young man who was trying to get up from the ground. One was holding his body down, the other was punching and kicking him, and the last one was trying to snatch the baseball bat back from his hand.

Once again trying to get up to no avail, Simon decisively gave up the baseball bat in his hand that prevented him from using it. He glanced sideways at Mark Stein who was pinned on him, suddenly gathered strength, and hit the opponent's side with a fierce elbow.

Mark Stein felt as if a hammer had hit him in the face, his head tilted suddenly, and he spat out several bloody teeth.

Seeing Mark Stein also falling to the ground and howling miserably, the remaining two young men finally felt a hint of fear.

Simon didn't give them any hesitation. Without the constraints of Mark Stein, he easily took back the baseball bat again.

Buzz——

Click!

"don't want."

Buzz——

Click!

"Ah ah ah, my legs, murder, you are committing murder, I want to sue you for murder."

Finally stood up.

Simon raised his head and felt that the light in front of his eyes was a little red. Listening to the words of the young man at his feet, a thought flashed in his mind: Murder, this is a good crime.

but.

one two three four.

oh.

It seems that one is missing.

This is not good.

There were footsteps behind him, Simon turned around and chased after him.

The first scream came from the alley, and Matthew Broderick felt something was wrong. He could tell that the scream should come from his best friend.

immediately.

Second tone.

The third tone.

The fourth tone.

Matthew Broderick still felt that his hands and feet were getting cold, and some of the original feeling of drunkenness had completely disappeared.

It’s just that the clearer your mind is, the deeper your fear will be

The noise became louder and louder, the lights of some nearby residents' houses also turned on, and the sound of dogs barking was heard.

Matthew Broderick touched the car door, wanting to get out and check it out.

I couldn't muster up the courage.

Maybe, it's just my own imagination.

He stared closely at the entrance of the alley not far away, expecting his best friends to walk out of it laughing as usual.

Then.

Sure enough, someone came out.

However, Matthew Broderick saw a horrific scene that he could not forget for many years to come.

The figure of Mark Stein, half of his face covered in blood, just appeared at the entrance of the alley. He fell to the ground not far away as if he had been hit by a truck.

Then, the 'creature' that was covered in stains and could no longer tell whether it was a human or a ghost, carried a baseball bat, followed silently, silently picked up one of Mark Stein's legs, and dragged him to death again like a dog.

Mark Stein was dragged into the dark shadows.

A moment later, similar screams came out again.

grim Reaper.

Such a word flashed through Matthew Broderick's mind.

Unconsciously, his hands and feet began to tremble.

His brain shut down for a moment, and Matthew Broderick suddenly remembered his situation at this time. Worried about being discovered by the other party, he moved to the driver's seat tremblingly, started the car, and fled the place without hesitation, which made him even more frightened.
Chapter completed!