Rebirth after the end of the world: Her Majesty the Queen wants to chase after her husband

Chapter 54 Dead?

Mu Zitong didn't say anything, just looked at him indifferently, and slowly walked towards him.

The place where they are now is between the elevator and the fence, and there is a large open space next to it. After praying to no avail, the man kept searching his surroundings, thinking of finding some weapons to fight against Mu Zitong.

However, everything is very far away, and it takes a lot of effort to get it.

Despair appeared in the man's eyes.

At this time, Mu Zitong directly took out a fruit knife from his own space, and stabbed it straight at the man's chest.

The man's face was terrified, and he didn't know where a surge of strength came from, he even took a step forward and pushed Mu Zitong away, and ran again without hesitation.

His strength had been exhausted long ago, and it was just a crossbow with a strong bow to run again, and he was overtaken by Mu Zitong within a few steps.

Mu Zitong was already annoyed by two mistakes, this time he caught up with him, and even stabbed a fruit knife into his chest.

After being stabbed in the chest by a fruit knife, the man staggered and fell to the ground.

He gasped heavily on the ground, as if he couldn't believe that he had managed to survive for more than a month in the last days, and now he was going to die like this.

But Mu Zitong looked at him lying on the ground, walked over worriedly, stabbed him several times in the back with a fruit knife, and finally seemed to react, and cut open his neck with the fruit knife aorta.

In the end, the man lay on the ground with his eyes open, his hands stretched forward, as if he wanted to grasp some hope.

Mu Zitong glanced at the corpse on the ground, and suddenly felt that his attack seemed too bloody, and turned his head a little bit reluctantly, not wanting to watch this scene again.

However, although she couldn't bear it in her heart, she never regretted hurting this man.

Some things can be regressed and tolerated, while some things must never let go of any possibility.

Maybe the man in front of him who was lying on the ground and dying will not tell her secret in the future, or maybe he can't leave this supermarket alive, or maybe he will never tell what he saw today in his whole life.

However, these possibilities are always just possibilities, and she must not allow this possibility to exist in this world before it becomes a real result.

Mu Zitong threw the blood-stained dagger on the ground, turned around with a calm expression, and took off his blood-stained coat while walking.

And after taking off her coat, she wiped the blood from her hands on the coat, and after making sure that there was no trace of blood on her hands, she took a coat that was the same color as the clothes on her hands from the hanger next to her. He put on his coat and went downstairs.

Mu Ziyang downstairs was still standing at the same position when she left, he seemed to have never moved, quietly waiting for Mu Zitong to go downstairs, waiting for a result.

And when Mu Zitong walked in front of him, his eyes that had been dazed all this time moved, like a wooden man who had just gained life, he turned his eyes very stiffly, looking at Mu Zitong in front of him. .

"Dead?" Mu Ziyang heard his own voice and asked faintly. At this moment, he didn't even know what he said.

　Let me tell you an interesting thing. When I was writing this chapter, I wrote that the heroine was holding a knife, and she said a half-meter-long fruit knife as soon as she finished writing. After writing, I felt that half a meter was a bit long, so I gestured to the people in the same dormitory. How long is half a meter.

　　He gestured back and forth, but the whole dormitory laughed like crazy, and kept saying that a half-meter fruit knife was fine.

　　Then I went to search online and found that I might be a little mentally retarded. I found a [-] chop, which seemed to fit my idea, but... Later I found out that there was no such thing as a chopping knife in the city, and it was half a meter long. The long knife......I imagined it, the picture was a bit unbearable to look at directly, and after being ridiculed by all kinds, I threw half a meter away.

　　Actually, I still want to write thirty centimeters.

　　Well, this is too retarded.

　　Let alone, I was laughed like a dog today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)