The Husky was truly intimidated and kept growling lowly, but didn’t dare to attack.
"Handsome, I’m done!"
The short man killed the mongrel, grabbed his clothes, and wiped the blade with them.
"Wang Bing, twenty-nine years old, an O-typed male, passes by hair salons several times a month, thinking about going in to get it ’solved,’ but in the end, he can’t bring himself to do it."
The sudden outburst startled the short man.
The short man looked at the Bronze Sword in his hands, honestly, if it weren’t for the fact that everyone was dealing with a massacre, a situation so dire that no one would care about these things, he would die of embarrassment.
Because the voice was talking about the secret he least wanted to be mentioned.
The man in slippers and his girlfriend had already killed the dog and went to the side. He had been paying attention to this sword because he felt it was something good.
Now he was shocked and speechless when he suddenly heard the sword talk.
"Short and dark, self-conscious, loves to watch those ’Pony pulling a cart’ kind of adult movies!"
"Please, stop talking!"
Wang Bing ran towards Lin Baici, handing him the Bronze Sword as if he was passing over a pulled grenade: "Take this!"
"Handsome, give me the sword!"
"I’m dying, lend it to me first!"
"I’ll give you money! Once we get out, I’ll give you money!"
Survivors were begging Lin Baici sotto voce, either for the sword or promising him money.
Lin Baici didn’t listen; following Eater God’s judgment, he first helped the kind people, and if their characters were good, then he considered age, trying to save the younger ones first.
A middle-aged man who didn’t get the sword, seeing he wouldn’t survive either, lost it and started cursing at Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao. The rightful source is novel✶fire.net
"F*ck, why do you get to choose who lives and who dies? This is so f*cking unfair?"
"And you think you’re fit to be a hunter? You must have climbed up using your body, right?"
The middle-aged man bombarded Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao with a barrage of curse words, personally attacking them.
Lin Baici couldn’t be bothered with such insect-like barking.
He turned his gaze to the old security guard, and their eyes met.
"It’s okay, save the young people first; they have a long life ahead of them. I’m just old chaff, if I die, it’s not a loss, oh shit, my cigarette!"
The old security guard spoke, and the cigarette he had in his mouth fell out.
Although the situation was critical, he remained optimistic.
Time went on, and people kept being killed by wild dogs.
Lin Baici estimated that the wild dogs wouldn’t give him time to save everyone; sure enough, after ten minutes into the dogfight, an incident occurred.
The old security guard’s mouth twisted, saliva dripping profusely from his mouth onto his neck and chest. His eyes also started turning red, the whole person becoming agitated.
He began to actively attack the wild dog.
Others also started to show similar symptoms.
"They... They look like they’ve got rabies?"
Wang Bing sniffed, his face filled with horror.
"Be confident, and drop the ’looks like’!"
The man in slippers sat on the grass, chewing on a blade of grass: "Is what we’re going through now called rule contamination? It’s really terrifying!"
"It seems that as the dogfight goes on, if it’s not ended quickly, humans will gradually catch rabies, and their condition will worsen. It’s just unknown whether they’ll die or not!"
The gymnast girl swallowed nervously, her face a mask of relief; she was glad she had Lin Baici’s help, or she too would have gone mad.
Thinking about the horrible scene of herself with rabies, the gymnast girl suddenly felt that dying straight away might be better.
"Hey, catch the sword!"
Lin Baici shouted at a man, but as soon as the man heard him, he suddenly lunged at him with a feral scream, his terrifying, clawing posture like that of a zombie.
Lin Baici kicked him in the stomach, knocking him away.
This person was done for!
Or, rather, everyone still fighting the dogs was done for.
The dogfight gradually came to a stop, and these people didn’t die but contracted severe rabies.
The wild dogs stopped attacking them, but they began to attack each other, grappling and biting like mad dogs.
Lin Baici counted; over twenty people kept their sanity and passed this ordeal, nearly all because they had used his Dragon Tooth to kill the wild dogs.
Aside from those who were bitten to death, there were still over sixty people left, all infected with rabies, and it was uncertain whether they could be cured.
Little Tiger Tooth sat where number 24 had died, carefully collecting the soil with his hands, seemingly trying to gather number 24’s ashes.
But he was already turned to ash.
Little Tiger Tooth didn’t say a word, but his shoulders shook with sobs; he cried very sadly.
"This is quite a play to entertain dogs, humans, how does it feel? Are you enjoying it?"
The wild dogs taunted.
"How much longer will you torment us?"
Wang Bing spat, his gaze scanning the horde of dogs, looking to see if there was a dog king; if so, he’d just to kill it.
"The last game, ’Find the Dog Food,’ as long as you find the dog food, you’ll be our doggy friends and can leave this doggy paradise alive!"
The wild dogs suddenly sat back on their haunches, raised their front legs, and began to clap.
The clapping from the wild dogs was in perfect unison.
The people, seeing this, didn’t find it cute, but creepy instead.
"You have fifteen minutes, start looking for the dog food."
"Just this much time?"
"Damn, fifteen minutes, what’s that enough for? Even a quickie for me takes longer!"