"Oh, what a lovely girl, it's a pity that she has died. In her blurred vision, she could only vaguely see a long-haired girl with a baseball cap squatting beside the little sister, as if she was regretting a broken toy, and sighed.

I don't know where I got the strength to say a vague sentence, "Don't touch her." ”

"You shouldn't be fierce to me!" Muel feigned surprise, waved his hand repeatedly, and pointed forward. I rolled my eyes in the direction of her finger, and saw a black mass of steel nails nailed to the wall, its ugly appearance instantly reminding me of my previous memory. Anger filled my chest in an instant, and it seemed as if a fire was already burning my body! The blood reached a boiling point, burning my veins and stinging my nerves. However, this pain is nothing compared to the anger in the heart.

The familiar feeling came back to me, the most obvious feature was the black hair, and unlike the original, I only had one thought at this time - to cramp it off the bones!

Slowly...... Slowly...... Tortured to death...... Hey...... I'm already hungry and thirsty......

"Go, go, let's get our cute cat to bite that rat to death, and eat it to the fullest!" Miel's voice echoed in my head like a spell.

I stood up slowly, my bones chattering all the time, and I didn't even need to warm up, and I rushed straight in front of the "ghost". Slamming it head-to-head, its head was instantly smashed out of a crack, and it screamed in pain. The scream was so harsh that it made me angry, and I raised my fist and hit it in the mouth. Once, twice, three times, four times...... I repeated this action as I repeated it, its teeth cracked and cracked, and its lips were already beaten into meat sauce, until it spurted a mouthful of blood from just one mouth!

I saw the crazy me in its frightened eyes, so powerful that it scared even the "ghosts". I don't know why this is happening, but the moment does not allow me to stop and think.

To torture it to death is the first task.

I broke the bridge of its nose with one punch, and I flattened it with another punch, and now its face is flattened, and it almost plucks out its eyeballs...... At this time, the "ghost" could no longer stand such pain, and fought for the pain of breaking his palm, and pulled out his hand from the wall, leaving most of his two palms on the wall. After getting out of trouble, he didn't take revenge on me, but ran away from the wilderness. I thought I had the only passage, and the caged beast wasn't at my disposal. But I forgot that there is also the window, which is the way to jump off the building.

When I was stunned, it had broken the flashy aluminum window, jumped without hesitation, and disappeared into the night. It's like seeing your beloved toy snatched away when you were a child, and you feel dizzy and hot, so you don't want to snatch it back. Now I was dizzy, and it was no longer in my mind whether I wanted to die, so I ran for a while, grabbed the small bar and jumped down.

More than forty floors, more than one hundred and thirty meters high, without any safety sling, the two monsters jumped down like this. Soon I saw it lying on the edge of the window trying to break the window and enter other levels, and it turned out that it was not looking for death, but for escape. How could I let it go so easily, lift the bar, slam it on the head, and smash it back into its original trajectory, accelerating straight down.

Boom - it smashed into a car on the ground along with the bar, the car exploded instantly, and the light of the fire shone through its scattered limbs - it was completely dead, and the hatred in its heart had diminished a little. But just as I was about to climb back, a big black hand burst out of the window, grabbed my throat, and with a sharp pull, I was dragged into the darkness. Before I could see what the hell it was, a sharp object had pierced my chest. Although I don't feel the pain, I know that my body is hit hard, like my clothes being torn by an iron nail, which is perceptible.

But now I can't use my hands and feet at all, and I am being held from behind, and the person who holds me is very large, and holds me like a child. I struggled desperately but never broke free, no matter how much I rolled, hit the wall, and even tried to jump out of the window, but I failed. Now it is certain that there is more than one "ghost" in this building! There is also one lurking here!

I was so angry that I broke my neck and bit the back of my head, but this "ghost" did not have the hard flesh of the previous one, and as soon as I took my mouth, the flesh and bone were all bitten out by me. The "ghost" looked horrified, and then changed from horror to horror, as if it didn't even think that I was also a "ghost", and that I was a "ghost" who would not die no matter how much I stabbed the knife. It only thought I was the one who was hanging the tightrope and wanted to strangle me, but I didn't know the wrong calculation.

The moment it pulled out its hand, one of my hands also broke free, and the backhand buckled to its eyes, and then stirred up and down, left and right, and the two eyeballs could no longer connect the flesh and skin, and quickly slipped off. It screamed in pain and tried to shake me off, and it screamed in pain, like a person who didn't know the nature of water drowning, flapping wildly. I ducked to the side, looking for a way out, only to run into another room. The police who arrived stopped between me and it, and kept shooting the monster's body to buy me time to escape. However, this angered it, and it screamed and covered its head and went on a rampage, breaking through the defenses in an instant and starting to kill everyone here.

I panicked and fled into a room. I looked around and saw that there were two more people in the room!

The two men were dead, but they were hung on the wall, and by the thin moonlight, they saw their bloody bodies, and their entire human skin had been stripped off.

There were a few clothes scattered around me, and I slowly touched them, picked them up and looked at them in the moonlight, and realized who they were. Those two are the enemies we separated before, Yan Liang and the two. I didn't expect to run into them here. Now he is dead here, at the hands of "ghosts". How much torture was there during his lifetime? I don't know.

"It" caught up with me at this point, leaning on its nose to find my location.

I didn't make the slightest sound, and even my breath was held for a long time before I slowly spit it out. The moment it relaxed, I suddenly burst out, hugged it, stuck behind it, bit desperately, cramped and squeezed at the bone, and twisted off its head with sharp teeth until it couldn't move.

It's finally dead.

The policemen who came with the proprietress all died tragically in the hands of the monster without exception, but she survived, at this time she approached and saw that I was not dead for the first time, and she was too scared to come, so she could only lean against the wall outside at a distance of more than ten meters and asked me: "Are you okay?"

I shook my head and said it was okay. Then she slowly moved her steps and walked little by little. Until she saw everything in the room, she suddenly breathed rapidly, her eyes rolled, her legs went limp, and she fell directly to the ground.

It's okay if you don't come, it's over, I still have to find someone to carry you out.

I trembled slightly, and walked along the wall, the elevator had gone out, and there was no one in sight, and I was the only one in the entire aisle, and I was the only one in the huge building, as if I was the only one left in the world......

I went looking for Lin Jean'er's body, but the body was gone! I went crazy and searched everywhere, even rummaging through the limbs scattered all over the place, hoping to find something that belonged to her. But I can't find it, I can't find it anywhere......

"I'm afraid you'll be sad, I've sent her to the crematorium. You'll have to thank me for not getting stuck in traffic at this time, and the best makeup artist at the crematorium has promised me she'll be beautiful. Don't you be fierce with me!People die and can't be resurrected, I'm also helpless, don't worry, she will be very beautiful, guaranteed to be like a bride!" Muel took a lollipop in his mouth, sat on the chandelier with his legs crossed, and waved his hand and shouted at me.

Hearing that she was already in the crematorium, my whole body suddenly became much more decadent, lying on the ground, not saying a word, like a child who had lost a fight, not listening to anything, and not wanting to pay attention to anyone.

"Do you know? After the little sister was adopted by that woman, she roamed every street here since she was a child, like a crazy boy. She knows a lot of people, a lot of people, so many that you can't remember their names even if you spend a month. The little sister has given her body to many men, but no one has ever loved her. In the same way, she didn't love anyone. Except for you, you know? She loves you very much. She shook the chandelier to attract my attention, and told me about the little sister as if she were reciting it. Moreover, "little sister" is what I call her, but she said it directly.

"Why do you know these things? Who are you?"

"No, I don't belong to any organization, if I have to say it, I have something to do with 'sting', but they can't control me. ”

"Why did you find me?"

Muel stopped talking, quietly looking out the window, when the wind picked up, and her long hair was scattered, obscuring her face so that I couldn't see her expression clearly. The next moment, her place suddenly became empty, and she herself disappeared without a trace. At this time, the siren sounded, flickering and flickering, flickering and flickering, and finally, all the sounds disappeared.

This night, it rained, and the raindrops crackled on the glass, and I woke up from a dream. This time I begged to stop the dream. If it continues, I don't know if I'll be able to stand it, tears have wet my hospital gown, and they keep flowing. My heart hurts, like a knife, and it's hard to cut it piece by piece.

The first thing Professor Li did when he woke up was to make a phone call and ask to check if there was a person named "Lin Rang'er" in this world. His expression was full of solemnity, because everyone present did not know whether the dream was true or not. It can only be proven in reality.

After making the call, Professor Li turned to me and asked, "Do you feel better now?" I didn't speak, neither nodded nor shook my head, like an idiot.

Professor Li sat on the edge of my bed, patted me on the shoulder, and said in a caring tone like a kind family member: "Son, I have been in this business for more than 20 years, but I have never encountered a situation like yours. To tell you the truth, child, I can't help but let your dreams develop. It's messy in some places, like two photos staggered when stacked on top of each other, and I suspect someone has tampered with your memory. But no matter how powerful a person is, he can't change it for a lifetime, it doesn't exist, unless you're asleep all the time. ”

It turns out that I live for the things in front of me, for studying, for eating, sleeping and other trivial things, and I don't realize what I used to be like - I don't even have an ID card.

"Can you continue?" I asked.

Professor Li shook his head, "Due to the consideration of your body, we prepared the amount of three times. Now there's only one last time left. But your body has developed rejection, and even if we want to, we can't do anything about it. ”