Forbidden Nightmare

Chapter 8 Life and Death

As a gangster, Joyce's means of making a living by reselling black dreams is only a small part of his livelihood.

His main source of income is well-known. Joyce used his good looks to coax some young girls from the slums to come to the bar, get them drunk and make them addicted to drugs.

Haha, what money do those poor little girls have? They can only keep borrowing from him to satisfy their drug addiction.

What should I do if I can’t pay back the borrowed money?
It doesn't matter. The gang provides one-stop service. You can perform genital removal surgery and then install professional sex doll prostheses. You will become a sex doll managed by the gang. Doesn't that mean you will have income every day to pay the interest?
Joyce had just closed a big deal last night and went home happily drunk with a few of his friends.

As a result, I entered into this bizarre dark dream which I could not interrupt or exit.

He vaguely remembered that this Black Dream named "The Sea of ​​Abes" seemed to be newly bought. As for whether he wore the dream synchronizer when he was drunk, and whether he plugged in the Black Dream data disk, he had no recollection at all.

But judging from his current situation, he probably, should, perhaps, put it on... and plugged it in.

Joyce was very regretful now. Black Dream was something that people played with? Who would not want to play with this thing except those rich kids who were looking for excitement?
Thinking of this, Joyce looked out of the alley nervously, only to see a bunch of humanoid monsters wandering on the dilapidated road. He was so scared that he didn't dare to take even two more glances and retracted his head.

He stretched out his left hand, only to see that the original 'Riot Firepower T-03 Type' prosthesis that could transform into a gun had disappeared. The left hand in the black dream was made entirely of flesh and bones, without even a trace of metal seams.

"Damn it! This black dream is really weird. If my prosthetic body is still there, those things outside won't be enough for me to kill!"

Joyce spat fiercely, this statement was mostly bragging.

He clearly remembered how the apprentice had died before. The terrifying power, speed and accuracy of the harpoons thrown by the natives of the small town were no less than those of guns.

Even if his gun prosthesis was still there, he could only kill a few natives, and in the end he would still be hung and burned to death.

This damn Black Dream had no intention of letting the monks and apprentices join forces. In other words, even if the monks and apprentices worked closely together, there was no hope of breaking through with so many enemies.

Joyce became a gang leader not by being righteous and generous, but by being insidious, vicious and unscrupulous!
He already knew what to do next, how to break out and escape into the church.

He picked up a stone from the alley, carefully stuck his head out again, and prayed silently in his heart that the other two dreamers were also hiding in a nearby alley.

In this way, he could throw stones to allow the indigenous monsters to discover the hidden dreamers, use other dreamers as scapegoats to attract firepower, and thus create a chance to break through and escape.

"Well, you must not be like the last idiot. It would be best if you can still struggle and escape."

However, the sky was overcast, the streets were dim, and the rain was falling. He stared and looked around for a long time but couldn't find any other dreamers.

"Boom!"

A black shadow flashed by and fell to the ground, splashing water on the ground in front of him and making a crisp sound of metal colliding with bricks.

The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet street.

Joyce stared blankly at the metal box in front of him. The outside of the box was engraved with intricate patterns, and a corner of red satin leaked out from the gap.

Where did this thing come from?

He was stunned for less than half a second before he reacted immediately. His expression was filled with anger and fear, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word!

"Damn it! I've become the scapegoat!"

"Who is harming me? You'd better not let me survive, otherwise, I will make sure you know what it means to live a life worse than death!" Joyce screamed wildly in his heart.

At the same time, the indigenous residents on the street turned their heads and looked towards the alley, where panicked figures flashed by.

They let out suppressed and dull roars from their throats, and then rushed towards the alley entrance in a black mass!

As Joyce ran around the corner of the alley, he heard a bang and gravel flew everywhere.

The black harpoon shot out, most of it embedded in the brick wall behind him. The terrifying force of the throwing was so great that the half of the harpoon that remained outside the wall caused a buzzing vibration.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale, adrenaline was secreted wildly, and he ran away even faster.

As I ran desperately, the rain blurred my eyes and the sound of the wind filled my ears, but the chaotic and dense footsteps and heavy and suppressed breathing behind me were getting closer and closer...

Li Nanke saw the situation on the street clearly, but he couldn't help feeling a sinking feeling in his heart.

Most of the natives rushed into the alley because of the noise he made, and ran madly towards the dreamer.

But there were still four natives who remained by the fountain in the middle of the street, two of them holding harpoons, another holding a pitchfork, and one holding a sickle. They turned their heads when they heard the noise, but after seeing most of their companions chasing the enemy, they stayed where they were and continued to wander.

"There's no time to hesitate!"

He understood that time was running out and that the dreamer could not attract the large group of monsters for too long. Once the dreamer died, a large number of monsters would return here.

By then, it will be difficult to have such a great opportunity again...

Li Nanke threw another stone across the street, and the moment he attracted the attention of the four natives, he rushed out of the alley and stepped into the rain!
As he thought, these four indigenous monsters had high IQs and were only attracted by the noise of the stones for a moment before they came to their senses.

But at this moment, Li Nanke's running figure passed them and ran along the street towards the church at the end of the road.

At the same time, a nimble figure like a female leopard rushed out of the alley, shook off several natives and ran towards the church.

The street was slippery in the rain. Li Nanke only ran a short distance when he felt his hair standing on end and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

He rolled on the ground subconsciously.

"when!"

A pitchfork was inserted diagonally into the ground, and the splashing gravel and water hit Li Nanke's cheek, causing pain.

At the moment of life and death, he had no time to think, let alone look back to observe the situation. After rolling on the ground, he stood up with mud all over his body and continued to run.

With the threat of long-range throwing weapons behind him, he could not run in a straight line and could only move in irregular left and right diagonal patterns to avoid the harpoons that might be shot at him at any time.

The two harpoons that had not yet been fired were like the sword of Damocles hanging over his head, dragging down his straight-line speed.

The intense running caused his breathing to become rapid, and the stuffy pain in his chest became more and more intense, causing his escape speed to continue to decrease.

At this time, it was still nearly a hundred meters away from the church.

Through the hazy rain, I could vaguely see a small gap in the heavy iron door of the church, and the hurried footsteps behind me were getting closer and closer!

At this speed, even if he was not hit by the harpoon, he would definitely be caught up by the indigenous monsters before he rushed to the church door.

Li Nanke felt as if his lungs were about to explode: "Hold on a little longer, faster!"

The footsteps behind me were getting closer and closer like a death warrant, becoming clearer and clearer!
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye. The man was running faster than him, overtaking him from the other side of the street and running towards the church at an even faster speed.

The woman turned her head slightly as she ran, her eyes cold and indifferent.

The reason why she chose to rush out at this time was because someone had attracted the monster's attention for her... and now was her only chance of survival!
She didn't need to run faster than the monsters, she just needed to run faster than the dreamer who was also a monk's apprentice!
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Li Nanke's mind.

Life and death are just a thought away!
Then he quickly drew his gun.

"boom!"

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The muzzle flash burst and exploded!

The spiral rifling makes the bullet rotate violently when it is fired. The muzzle velocity of 190 meters per second allows the bullet to tear through the air resistance, dragging ripple-like churning air waves.

The bullets pierced through layers of rain, crossed the dilapidated streets, and drew a precise straight line of death.

As the line of death passed through the street, the ferocious face chasing behind was clearly visible, and the fear in the woman's pupils grew bigger and bigger...

The knee exploded into a gorgeous blood flower while running!
The woman fell to the ground and screamed in despair.

In less than two seconds, the four indigenous monsters changed their targets and rushed forward, surrounding the woman.

In an instant, blood gushed out like a waterfall, flowing along with the rain and dyeing the streets red.

The woman's dying wails and curses did not affect Li Nanke's pace at all. Instead, it made him run away even faster.

(End of this chapter)