At this time, Scarface remembered the young man who had followed him before, and the two brothers died at his hands, which made him feel resentful and furious.

Presumably he was the woman's companion!

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to ......," Scarface whispered hatefully, as if swearing an oath with his dead companion.

……

"Do you know what's scariest in the world?"

Standing in the van elevator of Xinlong Hotel, the floor was constantly jumping upward, and Zhou Xueqiu suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence that spread between the two.

Zhuo Xuan was stunned for a moment, looking puzzled, unable to understand the deep meaning of his words.

Things have developed so far, and they are beyond Zhuo Xuan's control.

Zhou Xueqiu's extremely strange performance made Zhuo Xuan feel confused; And this almost one-sided killing also made him feel extremely bloody and moved.

Use tricks to set up a Shura field to isolate ordinary people. Zhou Xueqiu and Zhuo Xuan easily approached the Chosen One who were confused by them, and then harvested their lives with sharp weapons; Even if some of the Chosen ones with strong willpower break through the illusion, Zhou Xueqiu is completely sure that he will kill this straggler.

In this process, Zhuo Xuan played more of a bystander role.

The bloody scenes could no longer easily elicit a physiological reaction in him, and even made him faintly numb. Zhuo Xuan personally killed the man who was immersed in the illusion and confessed to his grandmother, he watched the other party turn into a corpse in a daze, and for a moment, his emotions froze like cool lava, and everything was over.

Unlike killing a ghost disguised as his parents in "Prophetic Dream", he was touched by the scales and shot out of anger; This time, Zhuo Xuan killed a Chosen One who had nothing to do with him.

Just because the path is different, he has to kill the other party.

Accustomed to seeing blood and corpses, Zhuo Xuan no longer trembled because of this, he treated everything indifferently, like a crazy transformation from a cocoon into a butterfly.

Even so, is there anything other than the "beast" that is worth fearing?

"Remember the man you killed?" Zhou Xueqiu turned his head, looked at Zhuo Xuan, and said in a light tone, "He sank into the illusion and said that he was a bad person, but in fact, it was just because his willpower was not strong enough...... What do you think the will here refers to? ”

"Will, I guess, is a belief that has a clear purpose and is firm in it."

"No," Zhou Xueqiu shook his head gently, "He will be killed by us, which can only prove that he is a person with faith and a bottom line." ”

"I don't understand." Zhuo Xuan still didn't understand Zhou Xueqiu's semantics.

The floor stopped, and the elevator doors slowly opened.

Zhou Xueqiu patted Zhuo Xuan's shoulder, he stepped out of the elevator first, and his voice didn't stop: "Don't understand, remember, the real scary is not the 'beast', but people who have no bottom line and no faith!" ”

People who have no bottom line, no faith.

Zhou Xueqiu's tricky chess piece that can create illusions is obviously based on the weakness of the Chosen One, and has established a complex trickery realm, which makes people lose themselves.

It is true that people with strong willpower can break through illusions and struggle to survive.

However, if even faith and bottom line do not exist, then this illusion cannot be established, and naturally there is no need to mention anything to break through the illusion!

Zhuo Xuan felt that he had begun to understand why Zhou Xueqiu would say such a thing.

They are about to face an enemy with no faith and no bottom line!

……

"Come out, come out for me!"

The vulgar shouting and scolding echoed in the deep corridor, the scar on Zhang Yunlong's face was red from congestion, he was excited, and his emotions were high-pitched, and this familiar feeling seemed to take him back to a winter of his childhood decades ago......

At that time, it was like now, catching the prey like a hunter, step by step, without hurry, bringing sufficient pressure to the prey.

Zhang Yunlong liked to see them tremble with fear, and he had every reason to believe that the woman who was hiding would also be nervous and trembling like a prey in a trap.

"Didi ......"

The phone rings, he pulls out his phone, and the message is a photo.

In the photo, two young men walk up to the elevator and seem to be talking about something.

Zhang Yunlong frowned, zoomed in on the photo, and then suddenly remembered one of the faces, which was the Chosen One who killed his two brothers. The other was younger, and he didn't know it.

"See."

Zhang Yunlong replied with a voice.

As early as when he returned to Xinlong Hotel, he had already killed the waitress at the front desk and replaced it with his own person.

Killing ordinary people is something to avoid as much as possible for many of the Chosen on containment missions; However, for Zhang Yunlong, it is just a matter of preference.

There are no parents who are ordinary people, and there is no friend who is an ordinary person.

Becoming a Chosen One, for Zhang Yunlong, is equivalent to becoming a god.

He put away his phone.

Killing the woman's companion was naturally planned, but at this moment, he was about to start enjoying his game of hunting, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Hunting Game ...... Just like it used to do!

……

At the age of twelve, he killed a cat.

Peel off the cat's fur with a tiny palm, little by little, the sebum separates; Listen to its painful wails, from loud to weak. Finally, he was excited to see its beautiful fur peeled off, revealing flesh mixed with fat, and the air was fishy and sweet.

Zhang Yunlong mischievously returned the skinned cat corpse to his classmates, watching his face collapse little by little, he cried out with his mouth pursed, and he couldn't help but miss the beautiful scene he had just seen.

I don't know, killing him, will be just as interesting.

Zhang Yunlong thought.

What happened later gave him ample reason to put his ideas into practice.

Because she brutally killed her classmate's cat, the teacher did not hesitate to call the parents of the problematic student, and she was ready to communicate with the other party about the child's psychological problems.

However, unexpectedly, the face of the student in question was surprisingly calm.

"I don't have parents," Mr. Zhang said.

He does not have parents.

Two years earlier, the director of the orphanage who had adopted him had hanged himself at home because he had gone bankrupt. When the welfare home closed, he naturally had no home, let alone any parents.

Because of the compulsory education system, Zhang Yunlong had to come to the school under the arrangement of some self-proclaimed public welfare organizations.

Over the years, Zhang Yunlong has always clearly realized that he doesn't like school.

It's like a giant cage, and you're a slowly domesticated beast in a cage.

People should yearn for freedom, and they should yearn for freedom to kill.

Shedding the shackles of clothes in the wilderness, learning to collide and run with rhinos, learning to gnaw and fight with hyenas, this is true freedom!

The young teacher, who was not yet able to cope, was speechless and had to be kicked out of the office.

Back in the classroom, Zhang Yunlong continued to live a meaningless and boring life, which he thought would go on forever.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the message of "I have no parents" seemed to spread far and wide. Gradually, people began to play tricks on him.