[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

The meat, the wine, all had bad associations.

Modern people have long since got rid of the primitive habit of drinking blood. At this time, except for the creeps, the twitching stomach has no desire to eat.

"May you all complete the Mass with success."

"Duchess" raised her fingers, emphasizing again with a hoarse drake voice.He was like a butcher wielding a machete in a farm, casting bloody eyes at each piglet waiting to be slaughtered.

The air is like cold ice that has been quenched with poison. Every time it is inhaled into the lungs, the ice shards split the alveoli, and the poison slowly erodes the body and soul.

A dejected man stood up bravely and walked forward with heavy steps.

The priest handed over a bloody knife and fork.

The man took it, and he tried hard to curb his physical desire to vomit—in the past two days, like all survivors, in the face of one death after another, he kept raising his psychological threshold at an incredible speed, and he began to become Numb, cold, resigned.

He made the first cut with a blank expression. The blade sliced ​​through the delicate flesh and made a slight popping sound. He couldn't help but diverge his thoughts: What animal has such smooth skin?Not a pig anyway.He didn't think about it, in fact, some inexplicable instinct prevented him from looking further.He may have cut a vein, and the black blood stagnant in it oozes.

So disgusting.

But no way.

To survive.

He cut off a piece of meat mechanically, forked it with a fork, and held his breath, the raw meat slowly approached the wriggling lips.

Jesus above his head casts a pitiful gaze.

Like an instant revelation, the man suddenly rolled his eyes, and he caught a glimpse of a black and blue mark on the big lump of dead flesh covered by the red cloth.Imprints fell out of memory unexpectedly.His pupils trembled violently—that was a tattoo.

There was a bean-sized cold sweat on his forehead.

With a crisp "clang", the fork and the meat rolled down the steps covered with the red carpet, and rolled all the way to the Duke's feet, staining the gorgeous gauze skirt.

The tattoo belongs to the flower-armed man who was struck to death by lightning the night before!

Crack, something fragile in the void we call human dignity cracks.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"No——" the man clenched his fists and turned around bitterly. His eyes were red, and he pointed at the lump of meat in despair and anger and growled, "This is human, this is fucking human flesh! I don't want to eat it! I'm not a beast, I don't eat people!"

His allegations set off a round of debate in the solemn church.

"What? Human flesh? What about wine?"

"It can't be human blood!"

Cannibalism panic quickly spread.

"What should I do? Do you want to eat?"

"If you don't eat, you will die!"

"Hee hee, Dad's pranks are really bad." The little girl at her feet sighed while holding her bloody cheeks.Of course, only Jiang Yu could hear it.

He also heard Ren Simiao burst out a long sentence, scolding the [-] generations of ancestors for their innocence, this eldest sister sometimes has wilder ways than men, it is really a woman who does not give in to men.

"This is just one of the steps in the mass ceremony." The Duke urged impatiently, "If you don't want to eat, then the next one."

The man had a lot of backbone and ran down.

The next one was a lady in a petticoat. Her situation was much more serious than that of the man. Maybe her refusal would immediately trigger a tragic death.

Everyone watched her come to the priest with her head held high and her chest held high. This unattractive woman is bloated and kind, and her image fits everyone's general perception of the enthusiastic aunt of the neighborhood committee.At this moment, she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were firm, and she even showed a little relieved smile, as if she had made up her mind to defend her last dignity to the death.

The priest still handed over the knife and fork...

Jiang Yu was on the seat, biting his fingers and shaking his legs wildly: He has to do something, Brother Zhou asked him to delay time, he has to do something, before he dies... Damn, he has been a failure since he was a child A coward who bullies cats and dogs, his father died, and he was kicked out of the house by his stepmother and younger brother. In order to avoid being chased and killed, he pretended to be like this... What can he do?He can't do anything!Meeting by chance, why did that person have such strange expectations of him?Does he deserve it?

"Woooooooo..." The weird doll at the feet whimpered again, crying so sadly, "Daddy is so bad, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Damn."

The aunt has already made a "no" mouth shape, it's a close call!

Fuck, fuck it.

"and many more!"

The young wandering poet stood up, his thin chest was filled with courage, and heaved violently.He angrily brushed off his long hair, lifted the corner of his skirt, and rushed forward in a big stride, pushed his buttocks away, pushed the priest away, and occupied the altar.

Auntie, everyone, including Ren Simiao, stared at him dumbfounded.

Jiang Yu was already blustering and rushing the ducks to the shelves, but now he met the duke's dead fish eyes, and his anger dissipated immediately, and he coughed dryly: "Then what, before receiving Holy Communion, I adore the duchess to God Feeling the pious heart, I wrote an impromptu poem for everyone to taste. Let’s continue after tasting. Don’t waste time, really, it’s only 5 minutes.”

The mass ceremony was brutally interrupted, everyone looked inexplicable, and the Duke's eyes were sharp.

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth, ignored everything, emptied his mind, and started talking nonsense: "The spring breeze of reform is blowing everywhere, and the flowers of civilization are blooming all over China. Jesus and Buddha are wonderful, but it is better to convert to vagabondism. Everyone in the world is chasing fame and fortune. Happy..."

Ren Simiao: Is this silly roe deer engaged in pyramid schemes?

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"What weapon do you use best?" Zhou Qi asked with eyebrows pressed.

Xu Chi: "Gun."

"It's a good idea." Zhou Qi stuffed a table knife for fun, "Only this one has limited lethality, so let's make do with it."

Xu Chi: "No need."

"You're welcome...Huh? No need? Why, you still hate things at this time? I think you are really... forced to avoid things!"

Just as they were muttering back to back, the mannequins raised their machetes, iron rods and scissors, and rushed forward from front to back.

With a gust of wind blowing from the back of his head, Xu Chi slid half a step sideways, dodging to avoid the machete slashed down in the air.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhou Qi grabbed the arm holding the knife and used his strength to strike. The machete directly hit the iron rod rushing up from behind - "Dang!" With a sound, the two iron weapons volleyed in the air and sparked an orange light, and sparks burst out .Zhou Qifei kicked a standard side kick, and the girl holding the iron bar was kicked away in the chest.After kicking, he quickly turned around, dragged his arm and suddenly pulled the person who was attacking Xu Chi closer, the knife plunged into his temple, the white knife went in and the red knife came out, bringing out some blood stars.

"I've seen a guard dog, and this is the first time I've seen a mummy!" Zhou Qi gently laid down his slumped body, shook off the muddy brain and flesh foam from the knife, and his eyes were cold.

The moment these people were drained of their blood, they were already walking corpses. Zhou Qi would not have any extra pity for the dead, but he felt angry—the anger played between the palms of his hands by unknown forces. The anger that he wanted to fight with the dead in one step, the flames of anger accumulated in the past three days almost ignited him!

After solving two, the remaining four swarmed.

They can fly, and their movements are erratic and agile. Their wide skirts swing back and forth to block their vision, and their ears are filled with the sound of cloth rubbing, which greatly affects their ability to listen to the sound and distinguish their positions during the fight.

Zhou Qi was in a stalemate with the tall man who died tragically, and was flanked by two other nimble and small ladies. He couldn't cope. In the confusion, he heard Xu Chi shouting.

"Seven o'clock direction!"

The kitchen knife went straight down in front of the face, with full firepower from left and right, and a murderous look approached from behind.Zhou Qi made a decisive decision and jumped up. With his super balance force, he climbed up the wall with his tall shoulders, grabbed the tapestry, and jumped out of the encirclement like a nimble ape.After stabilizing his figure, he twisted and hung upside down in an almost impossible posture. The table knife sank into the tall man's throat. After twisting and pulling, the table knife cut half of his neck and came out. The tall man fell backwards holding his precarious head .

"one two Three."

Zhou Qi counted slowly, and when he was not smiling, his bright eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze.When the light in those eyes swept over the remaining three people one by one, if they were still alive, they should have been scared to death.

But unfortunately, they are just a group of emotionless mummies now.

While the fight was in full swing, Zhou Qi rolled to avoid the machete, his movements were slightly sluggish, his nose flapped sensitively, he seemed to smell something burning?

The smell became stronger and stronger, accompanied by choking white smoke.

Eyelids twitched heavily, thinking of a certain "companion" who had "disappeared" for a long time, Zhou Qi raised his leg and kicked down the machete.

That sick man Xu Chi is actually playing with fire!

Holding a gold-encrusted candle, with a calm and elegant posture, he lit the bed curtain, oil painting, and finally lit the giant tapestry!

A single spark can still start a prairie fire.

What's more, such a large area of ​​fire?

Soon, the fire was wrapped in a heat wave and intensified.

After setting the fire, the gentle scum threw the candle, clapped his hands, walked to the bed like a dog, and got the duchess on his back.

"Go!" He waved at Zhou Qi, passed by lightly, and jumped into the boat first.

"?" Zhou Qi's eyes were about to burst, and he couldn't help yelling: "I'm fucking three times, and I'm entangled to death, how do you want me to go?"

Xu Chi raised two fingers: "I'll give you 2 minutes."

Bang, a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, Zhou Qi picked up one and threw it into the fire, before he could turn around, his shoulder stiffly resisted the next iron rod.He snorted, only feeling his throat was fishy.

"Fuck!" He held the iron bar with his backhand, and the veins on his forehead burst out. He grabbed the opponent's throat and lifted him off the ground. He fell heavily on the ground and stepped on his chest.

"1 minutes!"

The flames burned to the bottom of his trousers, Zhou Qi no longer wanted to fight, grabbed the iron rod, weighed it, and with a pop, the iron rod sank into the eye sockets and came out from the back of the head.

"30 seconds!"

Xu Chi groped on the inner wall of the boat to find the uphill mechanism.He raised his eyes, and in the light of the fire, Zhou Qi came galloping in stride, with the last mannequin chasing after him.The lady brandished the large garden scissors, aiming at Zhou Qi's inch head, clicking, the crossed blades almost scraped off a layer of oily skin on his neck.

"Sick young man, if you dare to leave me behind, I'll be a ghost and I won't let you go!" Zhou Qi gritted his teeth, turned his head and jumped up and kicked, but missed!The female version of Scissorhands swooped forward from mid-air, blocking the way, and the fiery red skirt swayed in the smoke, like the god of death coming enthusiastically.

His back was scorched by the raging fire and he was sweating profusely. Zhou Qi took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes and lowered his brows, and rushed forward.The wide-open scissors greeted them head-on, with a sweeping sweep. Zhou Qi moved left and right, and stepped on the handle when he saw the opportunity.

Like a feather, he landed lightly, didn't care about posing, and then ran wildly, skimmed to the front of the boat and raised his arms to support the side of the boat, intending to jump on it.

At this time, the foot suddenly became heavy!He looked down and saw that a bandaged hand firmly grabbed his ankle, and dragged him down desperately—it was a fish that slipped through the net without killing the head first!

And in the sea of ​​flames, figures that could not be cut to death or melted down struggled to stand up one after another...

"xxxxxx!" Zhou Qi swears.

"Catch it!"

During the entanglement, Xu Chi snapped the button, and the wooden boat shot out through the flames.

The instantaneous acceleration almost made Zhou Qi lose his hand. His knuckles turned white, and he grabbed the side of the boat tightly, and he was still fighting fiercely with the mummy under his feet.

"A sick young man, ungrateful, crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, taking advantage of the fire to rob, God will not tolerate it!" He used all the idioms he had learned in his life, and yelled, "Fuck, can you stop fucking my pants!"

The people on the boat poked their heads out: "You lower your head."

Zhou Qi's eyes were red with anger: "You want me to bow my head? Bah! I will never bow my head to others in this life, what kind of onion are you..."

Before he could clarify his firm position, a heavy treasure chest fell on his head. He leaned against it and had to dodge with his head buried.The mummy who picked up his pants didn't have the ability to react. He was hit by the treasure chest and let go.

Zhou Qi panted and looked down, the arrogant flames couldn't wait to wrap around the flammable dresses of the mannequins, they were covered in fire, stretched their arms silently, and walked.

It's like hell.

"Don't bow your head, huh?"

Xu Chi's face, which was vividly reflected by the flames, came into view again, and there was a bit of ridicule and teasing in his shallow smile.

He stretched out his hand to Zhou Qi.

The five fingers that hang down naturally have bursting veins and thin lines.

"Come on, you little bastard."

"..."

"boom--"

The ceiling propped up by twelve stone pillars collapsed, and the flames wrapped in heat waves became the most powerful booster fuel, and the boat shot out like an arrow.

Xu Chi held Zhou Qi's hand.

At that moment, Zhou Qi's pupils constricted and his heart beat like crazy.

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Zhou Qi was expressionless: Do you think I look like a little guy?