The woman looked at the small scalpel in her hand, and fear still made her tremble.

She looked at the two monsters in front of her with some blankness, a little shocked by the sudden turn of events.

For a split second, she almost thought she was dead, but she wasn't dead, and she didn't know why the black tentacle hadn't pierced her throat.

Yes, she can't die yet, even in this world, so dark, like a wild dog, she never gave up.

So the red demon's words pierced her nerves, and although her body was still trembling, her hand was already firmly gripping the blade.

The tentacles were cold, just as the world was to her.

But this cold little thing was her only chance now, and by killing him, she would be able to get out, the devil had told her.

Slowly, she stood up, the chuckle of slaughter coming from behind her, as sharp as a fingernail scraping against a chalkboard.

Fear, or despair, or the desire to live, is eating away at women's reason little by little.

She held the scalpel tightly and moved it step by step in front of Wu Tong, just now she had a certain mixture of gratitude and pity for this Asian who was bound to the stage.

Yes, she was a little grateful in her heart for the monster who didn't kill herself. But now, she's going to kill the man who didn't hurt her just now.

No matter what, she wants to live! No one wants to die, and she is willing to do anything in order to live.

Willing to do anything! The woman swayed forward.

Wu Tong watched the woman walk up to him with a blank gaze, her hair was scattered, and her beautiful face was full of fear, but with a look of some kind of determination.

He smiled in his heart and said that I am really a waste, I just need to kill her, why would I hesitate at the last moment? Obviously, I can be freed in this way, but why can't I help but stop?

Damn, I'm not a serious person! I used to be a bad boy who peeked at a girl taking a bath, but why......

I was ready to throw away anything, but why didn't I want to throw away some things?

The woman raised the scalpel, and suddenly, the expression on her face became creepy, and the fear and despair subsided, replaced by madness.

"Poof! Burst! ......" The scalpel kept falling on Wu Tong's body, and each time it brought up a small wound.

She raised her knife and stabbed him in the body as if she had gone mad, but the scalpel was too short, it had only been slaughtered to carve his work, so the blade was not long.

But in fact, it only takes a certain amount of skill to be fatal, but a woman who has completely collapsed psychologically is just like venting.

"Ahem...... cough twice" Wu Tong coughed twice, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and several stab wounds injured his internal organs, but they were still not enough to be fatal. And due to the reduction of the audio, the equally weak venom in his body also played a certain blocking role.

Perhaps it was Wu Tong's voice that evoked a little of the woman's senses, and she realized that she couldn't completely kill the person in front of her if she continued like this.

The red demon had said that she would only be able to get out if she killed the man in front of her.

With a horizontal heart, she moved the knife to Wu Tong's neck, where there was a large artery, and with the sharpness of a scalpel, it could be easily cut.

I'm sorry, maybe I said that in my heart, the scalpel in the woman's hand cut down.

Wu Tong closed his eyes calmly, he thought that Dick Si is Dick Si, where will I be the person who saves the world, it must be that they have found the wrong person.

He thought again, he was really unwilling, but it was a pity that he couldn't save Corinna......

He suddenly felt like he was back in the open-air parking lot of that neighborhood, with the gray-blue scarf around his neck, but this time he tried hard?

He punched and kicked the hapless kids, threw the medicine bottles in the plastic bags in his hands, and yelled at them.

But the leather kids were still abusing the puppy, he was so skinny that the half-grown kids kicked him in the stomach and he had to lie on the ground for half a day.

Yes, it's too weak, something weak is useless, and no one will look at those shells pushing dung balls on the side of the road.

But I'm still unwilling, I gave you the dung ball, why do you still come to kill me, just because of a word of slaughter? Kill me and he will be able to let you go? But I didn't hurt you just now because of my words.

"Now you have some understanding of the world." Someone said.

Wu Tong turned around calmly, there was darkness all around, only a beam of light came down from above, hitting him, and the farther away was still in the dark, like the opening of the stage of a certain song and dance drama.

The man who spoke walked out of the darkness and into the light, he really looked like a musical performer in a grand performance costume, his figure was tall, and the only regret was that he could not see his face clearly.

The costume looks like a medieval European guard dress, with a small silver sword at his waist and a top hat on his head, his face obscured by the shadow of the light on the top hat.

"It doesn't look like you've been affected." Wu Tong whispered.

"No, no, no." The cabaret shook his head exaggeratedly, "I'm scared to death now." ”

"But what's the solution? Who made you a coward. He regained his calm tone.

Wu Tong nodded silently.

"But are you willing to die like this?" The singer and dancer asked again, and he jumped on the platform that bound Wu Tong, and stood at the end, with his palms open above his eyes, like a captain sailing on the sea.

On this stage, under the lights, there was only him and Wu Tong bound on the stage, and everything else disappeared.

"And what can be done?" He said.

"Absolutely." The actor jumped off the stage excitedly and jumped next to Wu Tong's head, "As long as you don't want to die, we always have a way to ......"

Wu Tong did not answer again.

"If you don't pick up the rocks on the ground, how are you going to get rid of those guys?"

"This is the way this world is, I'm better than you, so I can play with you, I can abuse puppies, I can take a little scalpel and scratch you ......"

"Even if you give me the dung ball, I'll still kill you in order to survive, and I'll feed the dogs with everything else."

"Oh, I'm sorry!" The opera performer jumped up like a monkey that had been stepped on by its tail.

"I forgot that kind of stuff even dogs don't eat."

"Yes, in order to survive, for you to protect the damn things you want to protect, can't you make a small sacrifice for this?"

His voice softened, and he stroked Wu Tong's cheek with the palm of his white-gloved hand as softly, gently as if stroking the top of a puppy's head.

Wu Tong still didn't speak, he just looked at the person in front of him quietly.

Up close, he finally saw the face under the top hat, the sharp teeth, the red tongue, and the ornate dress that was not wrapped around a musical actor.

It's the symbiote, the venom.

Wu Tong couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen Venom's face, and he had no concept of time under the torture of the slaughter.

Venom gently hugged Wu Tong, and then its figure slowly collapsed, turning into black silk threads and heading towards Wu Tong.

He accepted it, or rather, he accepted himself.

"Poof!" The scalpel didn't cut Wu Tong's neck, a black thing blocked it, and took away half of the woman's arm.

Blood gushed out and sprinkled on Wu Tong's face.

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Thanks to "Salted Fish and Mushrooms" and "Apigh" for the tips