Chapter 31: The Monster in My Heart

Being stepped on by the old drunk, Wang Zhong felt that every second that passed, the strength increased by one point, and it seemed that there was no upper limit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every trampling was not only on the king's body, but also on the king's heart.

This is a unique way of playing with felines, always like to play with the prey before it dies, but now Wang Zhong is playing with the old drunk, and he only feels deep shame and fear.

Am I going to die?

It is said that before death, people can instantly recreate their past lives in front of their eyes, and Wang Zhong's eyes gradually blurred, as if he was caught in that unbearable memory......

This is a city in the east, which is many times larger than Nanli Town, and its prosperity is not comparable to the current Nanli Town. However, the larger the city, the more black it can hide from its superficial glow.

The alleys of the city, like dense houses, are all over the city, and these hidden alleys are also the usual places to solve problems abnormally.

Xiao Wang Zhong is running in the labyrinthine alley, his calves are a little weak because of the continuous full speed running, he can be sure that this is his limit, his potential is fully explored at this moment, if after this time, his physical strength will be improved by a leap, but only if he can leave intact.

It's just that the heavens are not beautiful, and it is inopportune, and a stone on the ground tripped him up, which is so old-fashioned, but it happened to Xiao Wangzhong. His heart was almost desperate at the moment of tripping, why he tripped when he was being chased and killed.

The noise came from the back of Xiao Wangzhong's head, and he reflexively shook his body when he heard the voice, with tears in his eyes, and his head in his hands.

"Seventeenth ......"

Xiao Wang Zhong silently counted in his heart.

"Little Wang Ba Lamb, keep running!"

Before the sound arrived, a figure had already flown over first, and a flying kick kicked Xiao Wangzhong's back, kicking him so hard that he rolled over. Fortunately, this is just an ordinary flying leg, and the person who came out of the leg is still a big child of the same age as Xiao Wangzhong, and Xiao Wangzhong has already taken protective measures, so there is no substantial harm.

However, in Xiao Wangzhong's heart, he was crying silently.

It was the eighteenth day he had been in the city, and he had been bullied by the bad boys seventeen times, each time he remembered, but he was injured more than he could remember.

But he didn't have the ability or reason to resist, and when he let his gambler father escape his debts to this city, he borrowed loan sharks and mixed up in the gambling house the next day. According to his words, this is called seeking wealth and danger in danger, leaving it to die and then rebirth.

Xiao Wang Zhong didn't care about this man who willingly sold his woman to the kiln for gambling money, but Wang Zhong, who was still young, did not have the power to enter the city and reside in the city, otherwise it would be regarded as illegal trespassing. The only reason why he followed the gambler father was the residence qualification certificate in his hand, which was issued by their original city.

It's just that in the current situation, Xiao Wangzhong is no different from the invaders. Dad is missing, Xiao Wang is wandering in the city, and the broken silver in his hand is still targeted by this group of children.

And the reason why Xiao Wang is losing money is that the little head of this group of children is the son of his father's creditor.

This is simply God's teasing of Xiao Wangzhong.

The shy broken silver in his arms was swept away by this group of children. Of course, Wang Zhong knows that this is not over, and Xiao Wangzhong, who is in the situation of stray cats and dogs, has become the target of this group of children, in short, it is a sandbag.

Injuries from the body and mind, a double blow on the king's body and mind. The group of children were still talking and laughing, and the waving fists fell on Xiao Wangzhong's body without any scruples, and some even practiced the "martial arts" moves they saw in the book, which caused a piercing laugh.

About half an hour later, the group of children laughed and dispersed because they were tired from the fight and the deadline set by their parents to go home was approaching.

Xiao Wang Zhong held his head, curled up in the corner and sobbed silently, what made him suffer was not the physical injury, even if the child Wang who was led by him just now slapped him on the head with a brick, making his head bleed and a brief coma at the same time, he didn't cry. But when the group of children threatened to practice martial arts on him again next time, Xiao Wangzhong couldn't hold back any longer, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

This was the beginning of a nightmare......

The eighteenth time, they kept their promises, brandished their fists at me, and practiced their so-called martial arts;

The twentieth time, they became more brazen, and did not fear for my life or death, and all kinds of weapons began to be used against my head;

For the thirtieth time, they actually liked to pee on my wounds, and I thought next time they might let me drink it;

For the forty-first time, they found something even more disgusting, maggots. The white stuff loves to dig into my wounds, but I don't have the strength to get them out, not even the strength to cry;

Fiftieth ......

I've had enough, even if I die together, I'm going to pull a cushion!

Looking at the children who surrounded him again, Wang Zhongli trembled reflexively, but a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and just when the child's head was waving a brick paste to his head, Xiao Wangzhong's hand flashed with a cold light, and a knife popped out, which was covered with rust.

Wang Zhong was smashed in the shoulder, flashed sideways, and the knife pierced deeply into the child's stomach, the power in the child's hand was like a deflated balloon, and it was completely lost in an instant, the bricks fell to the ground, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually faded, but more fear.

The other children were also stunned by this sudden hand, and then screamed:

"He, he killed!"

"This wild dog is so vicious, hurry up and call the commanders patrolling the streets to arrest him!"

The trees fell and scattered, and seeing that the child was angry and the little king was under the knife, the other children fled in all directions screaming.

Wang Zhong froze in place, his eyes empty as if there was no trace of emotion. This feeling of releasing his backlog of grievances made him feel extremely happy, and even his hands that were trembling with fear because of the first killing stabilized.

This extreme emotion, like ink dripping into clear water, spread into Xiao Wangzhong's mind in an instant.

Damn them!

The king's mind repeated the words.

It's ridiculous that this group of people actually bite back, who is the vicious?

Once a person gives up his own abiding by the bottom line, then at the moment of its collapse, it will be like a flood that bursts the embankment, out of control.

So, they all deserve to die!

A trace of black mist rose from the corner of Xiao Wang's eyes, and at first the mist faded to the point of nothing, and as the resentment in Xiao Wang's center deepened, the black became thicker and thicker, until finally his eyes were all filled with black.

It was an ink-like black liquid that was born from a part of his body like his blood, and then passed through the veins to his eyes, blackening his entire pupil.

In his tainted eyes, the world became a world of white and black. A white shadow fluttered on the child's body, whose breath had dissipated, like an ugly wild ghost, moaning in pain.

So you're so ugly!

Wang Zhong smiled contemptuously, and the child's ghost seemed to hear it, and his empty eyes looked this way, but he saw Wang Zhong grabbing him, and he was grabbed by Wang Zhong like a plaything.

Looking at the people who stepped on him in the past, now they are like ants, at his own disposal, Wang Zhong can't help but feel extremely proud and satisfied with his sudden changes.

For some reason, this guy's soul and body felt so delicious, like a feast, it exuded an irresistible smell in Wang Zhong's stomach, Wang Zhong's stomach had never felt so hungry, and he threw that soul into his mouth without thinking too much.

Without the chewing sensation of food, if you didn't look through his completely dark eyes, Wang Zhong looked like he had thrown air into his mouth.

But Wang Zhong did feel a surge of power, and in his body, a fluid was produced again, and as the liquid flowed through his body, the wounds began to heal slowly. The **** brought by that kind of healing made Wang Zhong let out a long moan comfortably.

It's a pleasant feeling, but I'm still hungry......

Wang Zhong's eyes suddenly turned to the direction in which the group of children had fled, and the corners of his mouth curled, and he rushed out in that direction, the speed was like a ghost, and people couldn't catch the shadow.

Not enough, not enough, not enough! I have to eat more, more!

In the hands of the king, life passed quickly, all of them were those children who had bullied him. At the end of their lives, Wang Zhong once again stuffed those fearful souls into his mouth, and the beauty of the body made him addicted.

This world only needs strength......

Standing in the pile of corpses, Wang Zhong's mentality finally changed, and he also accepted the fact that his body at the moment, between the physical body and the virtual body, was a body similar to mist.

He became extremely hungry and wanted to eat constantly, but he never had enough to eat, so he could only be driven by instinct to keep harvesting life, then eating their souls, and finally even the corpses.

In this world, people don't live like people, so what is there for me to live as a ghost all the time? In the end, there is only one person who binds me......

The next day, in an alley not far from a gambling house in the city, an unknown man died tragically in a dark corner. His eyes rolled as if his soul had been drained, and he died an extremely ugly death.

Monsters, what is a monster? Monsters are just emotions in people's hearts, and when a person releases the extreme emotions in his heart in a desperate environment, then he becomes a monster.

This is the Spirit.

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