Xu Hao's fingers moved.

A series of knocking sounds sounded in the quiet room.

Preface: ‘Out of control’ case!

2002, November 27, weather: cloudy

Night, 11:37

In an abandoned warehouse.

Dozens of figures gathered. They formed a circle, holding more or less parts in their hands. No one spoke or spoke.

The howling autumn wind blew everyone's hoods.

Under the hood, there are dozens of faces with the same appearance.

They are sick.

I have a disease of not having enough to eat. No matter how much food I eat, I am still extremely hungry.

We gather here to take medicine and cure illnesses.

"Help!" "Please, don't kill me!" "I have money"

In a circle surrounded by dozens of people, there were more than a dozen domestic pigs wearing clothes. At this time, there was fear in their eyes and anthropomorphic howling sounds coming from their mouths.

"Wow~"

A half-length man moved. He put away the parts in everyone's hands and assembled them into a table knife.

Several people around distributed the knives to everyone.

The next moment

The patient who got the knife stabbed the knife into the pig's neck.

"Chi~!"

Blood spurted out, and the patient's eyes instantly turned red.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The pupils of the clothed pig shrank, and its five-fingered pig's hooves were kicking wildly, making a howling sound.

The hunger in his belly urged the patient to cut off a piece of meat and stuff it into his mouth. After a while, the knife disappeared. The patient, urged by hunger, hugged the domestic pig and ate crazily.

"Click~"

"Crack!"

Blood overflowed and flowed out from the corners of the mouth, and pieces of raw meat were continuously swallowed by the patient.

They tore off a large piece of pork, stuffed it into their mouths, and chewed it hungrily.

Some were tasting strong domestic pigs, while others were tasting tender domestic pigs. Dozens of people gathered in a circle, lying on the ground and eating.

Until

The howling gradually disappeared, the domestic pig lost all its strength to struggle, the last trace of life passed away, and the patient raised his head.

They wiped off the blood stains on their faces, and the faces that were originally the same became different. Dozens of people were gradually distinguished by their height, beauty and ugliness, and men and women began to appear.

After a while, the people in the circle disappeared.

Only the remains of domestic pigs are left on the ground. Their facial features are like those of elders and humans, and they still show fear even to death.
Chapter completed!