Rules Strange Story: My Family is Not Normal

Zhou Bai walked ahead, leading Fatty Peng towards the direction of the person lying on the ground.

But before the two of them took a few steps, they suddenly saw a familiar figure walking in the same direction.

That was the "little mouse" who coveted the candy in Fatty Peng's hand last night.

Although his back was turned to Zhou Bai, Zhou Bai still recognized his thin body and dirty gray clothes.

"That's not...that's not..."

Fatty Peng also recognized the little boy with the pointed mouth.

Pointing at the other party, he wanted to remind Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai pressed down the hand he was pointing at, and stopped to observe the movement over there.

The little boy with a pointed mouth approached the person lying in the corner, stretched out a hand with gray fluff, tentatively, and pushed his shoulder.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he leaned over boldly and checked his body with his hands.

The hand covered with yellow fluff was caught by the "little mouse".

Although separated by a distance, Zhou Bai could still see the nails hidden in the yellow fluff, which seemed a little unusual.

"Little Mouse" also noticed the abnormality of the opponent's nails, and couldn't help shaking his hands.

The hand covered with yellow fluff was accidentally dropped to the ground by him.

As the hand was thrown to the ground, the lying figure frowned slightly, and then opened his red eyes again.

He is not dead!

Zhou Bai was shocked.

And the one who was also frightened was the thin "mouse".

The little boy with a pointed mouth looked at the pair of red eyes lying on the ground, and his body backed up again and again.

He turned around suddenly and ran towards Zhou Bai.

When Fatty Peng saw the "little mouse" approaching, he nervously grabbed the bag on his backpack with both hands.

But that "little mouse" became even more nervous when he saw them.

Especially when he saw Zhou Bai, he screamed "Ah", then turned to the other side and ran away with his head in his arms.

Fatty Peng stared blankly at the "mouse" who ran away, and then at Zhou Bai.

Just as he was about to ask something, he saw Zhou Bai had already taken several steps forward.

Fatty Peng could only keep his mouth shut, and quickly walked a few steps to follow.

What is so abnormal about the nails in the yellow fur? Why does it make that "mouse" so scared?

Thinking about these questions, Zhou Bai couldn't help but feel even more curious about the red moon above the sky.

[If you think the task is too difficult to complete, just look up at the moon. 】

Zhou Bai resisted the urge to look up at the moon, and walked towards the man with yellow fluff.

"Is... a monkey in clothes?"

Fatty Peng hid behind Zhou Bai in fear and muttered something.

Zhou Bai ignored him, fixed his eyes on the nails hidden in the yellow fluff, and couldn't help but took another step forward.

The people walking on the street, seeing someone interested in skinny ingredients, all cast inquiring gazes at them.

This made Fatty Peng shrank his neck in fear, followed Zhou Bai's footsteps, and took a step forward.

Those red eyes looked up at them weakly.

The hand covered with yellow fluff reached out to Zhou Bai who was closest to him.

When he was about to grab his feet, he grabbed the ground.

Then the nails with metallic brilliance scratched a dent in the concrete floor below.

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."

With a weak voice, he called for help to Zhou Bai and Fatty Peng.

Zhou Bai was stabbed in the heart, but his gaze was still fixed on the dent on the ground.

[If you think the task is too difficult to complete, just look up at the moon. 】

For a while, Zhou Bai even felt that he heard a voice repeating this rule in his ear.

His head was buzzing...

When he came back to his senses, he saw a pair of chubby hands holding a piece of beef jerky and stuffing it into hands covered with yellow fluff.

Zhou Bai was shocked.

He stared wide-eyed at Fatty Peng after stuffing the beef jerky, then got up quickly, and walked away from the mutants on the ground in great fear.

He turned his head to see Zhou Bai's shocked gaze, quickly pulled up his backpack, and whispered nervously.

"I... can't hear people shouting hungry...

I used my own share of beef jerky today..."

The hand covered with yellow fluff on the ground grasped the beef jerky that Fatty Peng handed over.

He retracted his hand back.

With a nervous expression on his face, he hid the beef jerky under his fluff.

"Brother Bai...I...I..."

Fatty Peng didn't dare to continue his explanation.

Zhou Bai stood on the spot tensely.

Hearing the footsteps of the passers-by behind him from time to time, feeling their indistinct gazes, I just felt my hair stand on end.

This feeling is not much, and danger is coming.

You need to get out of this place quickly.

"Put on your backpack and follow me."

Fatty Peng felt that he must have done something wrong.

But he didn't quite understand what he did wrong.

Seeing Zhou Bai's serious expression, he didn't dare to continue saying anything. He followed what he said, took his backpack, and hurriedly followed behind him.

The passerby with fangs seemed to be starting to feel hungry.

He raised his head, showed his sharp teeth, pointed his nose into the air, and sniffed vigorously.

Fatty Peng passed by him, wrapping his clothes tightly in fear.

I don't want to expose my white and tender flesh to the air.

Zhou Bai was still walking forward.

With a gloved hand, he lowered his hat.

The other hand reached into his pocket, quietly holding a small knife in the pocket.

Fatty Peng followed him closely.

The two of them shuttled through the dangerous but seemingly calm streets like this.

Zhou Bai's intuition was not wrong.

Where they could not see, at this moment, a storm was indeed secretly brewing.

Two or three people who also used hats and masks to hide their appearance came to meet Zhou Bai and the others.

And behind them was the direction in which the "little mouse" ran away just now.

A small group of very vicious-looking mutants also walked towards the corner after meeting up with the "little mouse".

In a hotel not far away, Linda, who was sitting at the front desk sipping potato chips, suddenly stopped what she was doing.

Standing up from his seat, he closed the door of the hotel.

"You can say whatever you want, as long as it doesn't affect the hotel, you can say anything.

If you dare to affect the hotel, then don't blame me for being rude. "

She said these scary words in a flat tone, then turned around and sat back in her seat.