Chapter 8 What if?

"Didn't come back?" Zhou Ling smiled brightly at me, "It's better for you to come back earlier, you won't want to experience it." ”

Watching her walk into the passage, I wondered in my heart, coming back late is nothing more than death, what else can there be besides this?

The figures in the passage slowly disappeared, and no one remained in the square, and I followed them towards the passage.

I know very little about this place, and I don't even know if it's in the country.

People are scattered in the white aisles, mostly in groups.

I didn't follow them, just walked alone in the white alleyway, which was quiet and there was almost no footsteps.

There is not the slightest gap in the snow-white walls, and the mercenaries guarding here don't even have cameras.

I think I see hope to get out, there will always be an exit here, no matter how bad I am now, I can always find a way out with superpowers.

The passage was very long, and I kept walking ahead, and there was still no gap, not a single door, nothing.

I quickened my pace until I reached a dead end.

At the end of the cul-de-sac was a wall of glass, and I stopped at the wall and looked out through the glass.

It was not as bright as I imagined, and there was still a snow-white square outside the glass wall, and the sparse crowd of people walked around in the square.

Operating tables were placed in the square, corpses, I don't know how many corpses I saw.

The doctors in white coats, dissecters to be exact, slashed their scalpels across the corpses, and dark red blood flowed from the hole, dripping to the ground, down the small ditch to the corner, where there was a huge pit.

Dark red blood, mixed with bright red blood.

There were no more intact corpses, they were in tatters and placed on the operating table.

A fat man in a white hat pushes a small cart in the aisle, sorting and collecting.

A dark green thing was taken out of the abdomen of the corpse by the fat man, and it must have been bitter gall, I thought.

It's almost the same color as the glass of water I drank before, and if I add a little more water, it's exactly the same.

Thinking of this, I was stunned.

I clenched my palms and took deep breaths, again and again.

I knew this was what I had to face, human flesh, human blood, and if I didn't eat those things I would only die, and there was no way to live otherwise.

Take a deep breath, keep taking deep breaths, suppress the nausea in my heart, although my stomach is empty now, but I still want to come out of something, if I can spit out my stomach and wash it, maybe it will feel better.

Until a very beautiful girl walked into the white square.

She is even more beautiful than Zhou Ling, not only my sight, but also the eyes of the men present are attracted to him.

Then they quickly lowered their heads and went their own way.

They didn't seem to dare to look at the woman, who seemed to them like a flood of beasts, and they couldn't avoid it.

It was just me staring at the woman.

The woman seemed to notice me as well, and her gaze shifted in my direction.

What a beautiful girl this is, how can there be such a beautiful person in this world, her instant look back makes my heart beat faster.

She smiled at me, and I smiled.

And then it came to a standstill.

I watched as her hand reached into the chest of a man whose eyes widened and looked at her with despair in his eyes.

The man raised a hand to grab the woman's hand, but his hand kept shaking and showed no sign of lifting.

I felt like I heard a pop, and her beating heart was pulled out of the man's chest. The struggle, which was not too intense, stopped, and the man's life was over, and his eyes were not closed until he died. Bright red blood splattered on her face, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and the tip of her tongue licked the blood from her lips. She winked at me and waved at me with her still beating heart.

I know why those people kept their heads down, I never thought there would be a woman like this, but it was fascinating.

I lowered my head and didn't look out of the glass wall again. Are all beautiful women like this? What about Zhou Ling? I thought of Zhou Ling again, could she be like that woman, actually a femme fatale?

Turning around, with his head down, he walked out of the alley in a panic, and there was still half an hour left.

I met Zhou Ling at the fork in the road, and Zhou Ling was also in the crowd and walked back together.

Zhou Ling's gaze collided with me, I looked at her and said, "There is still half an hour to go." ”

"It's good to go back early, it's safe, there won't be any accidents, and you won't be stopped. "Zhou Ling kept giving me examples, telling me the advantages of going back earlier, as if she had been here for a long time.

"I'd like to see it again. "I looked at the end of the fork in the road, hoping there would be a door to the outside world.

"You give up, it's impossible. "Zhou Ling looked at me, and I felt like she was looking at a wayward child.

I hesitated for a moment and wanted to go back to my room like Zhou Ling, but when I saw that there was still half an hour left, I felt a little unwilling.

"What if?" said he walked to another passage again.

I was running in the passage, and the people in the passage were looking at me and sneering at me.

I don't know why they're smiling at me, but it's certainly not a good thing.

It was another fork in the road, and I stopped.

It was a girl in a school uniform, who seemed to be in her teens, with an innocent face. Two mercenaries carried her and walked towards me.

I made eye contact with them, and then quickly lowered my head, wondering why the girl was here.

"Help me, please, help me. The voice was crisp, and the emotions of fear did not seem to be pretended.

With her head down, she looked at the girl who was being carried by, her eyes red.

What a lovely little girl, I thought to myself.

"Please, save me. Her voice rang in my ears, and it was very heart-wrenching.

I couldn't help but want to do something, after all, this is a child, how much of a mistake can a child make?

Looking at the girl who was only three steps away from me, I looked up to ask the two mercenaries.

"What a piece of crap. The girl's voice was still crisp, but it was full of resentment.

The hand I had just reached out stopped.

"Waste things, heroes can't save beauty, and they look like little white faces. ”

The girl's voice was harsh, but I didn't refute it, and there was really no good person in this place.

I shook my head, intending to continue looking for a way out.

The voice behind the "...... waste" sounded again, and I looked back with some impatience.