"Bastard! Trash belongs where trash belongs." Kirk kicked a zombie trying to crawl out back into its box.
"Quick, quick, bind!" Hermione's wand became the most effective whack-a-mole tool.
No matter how much the bound boxes struggled, they stayed completely still and could only be sent helplessly into the incinerator.
The pursuers appeared behind them: another huge wave of bio-organic soldiers.
"Jump!" Kirk spotted another machine gunner.
The four leaped forward along the conveyor belt, constantly dodging all kinds of disgusting zombies and pushing them into the crematorium to burn.
The machine gunner pulled out the Fire God Cannon again, and its muzzle began spinning rapidly.
"Shit, run!" Kirk scooped Ashley up and fled.
But a bullet struck Hermione in the calf. She let out a cry and fell onto the conveyor belt, which quickly carried her toward the crematorium!
"Hermione!" Kirk handed Ashley to Ada and charged after her like a madman.
Hermione swung her wand, about to fly up, but a zombie inside a box behind her grabbed her jade-white calf and held on tight. Unable to move, Hermione slid toward the furnace along with the zombie.
She screamed.
Kirk lunged forward and hacked the zombie's arm off at the root.
But by then, two Rubber Men had jumped in front of him and Hermione, ready to attack them.
Kirk hoisted a box and hurled it at them. One Rubber Man smashed it apart with a punch and charged over as if nothing had happened.
Kirk sneered. The more danger he was in, the calmer he became. With his edge fully bared and his steps steady, he slowly approached the Rubber Man.
Trying to run would only get him grabbed by the Rubber Man. If he wanted to risk everything, he had to stay calm and respond.
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