It was a man in a black robe, his entire face hidden in the darkness, revealing only a pair of glowing red eyes.

On a sunny morning, a ghost-like man appeared in front of Zhang Ying, who he once thought was the legendary messenger of the soul.

"Looks like I'm really going to die."

Zhang Ying was not afraid at all, but had a sense of relief.

He hoped that the other party would quickly take him away and take him out of this terrible world, where he was miserable, and the wasted man would never be qualified to stand up again.

The black-robed figure moved, and easily jumped from the roof of the opposite building to Zhang Ying's window.

There was no emotion in the red eyes, and the man stretched out a white and slender palm, handed it to Zhang Ying, and said, "I'll take you out of here." ”

Zhang Ying was about to lose all his will, he was not able to answer, and finally lowered his head, and the world in front of him gradually turned black and white.

Life was dissolving, and finally the memory was frozen in the image of the hand outstretched.

Zhang Ying's family lives on the third floor, and anti-theft bars are installed in front of the windows, all of which are made of aluminum alloy.

The black-robed figure easily broke several railings with one hand, walked into the room, looked at Zhang Ying, who was already dead, and said, "This world makes you so miserable, are you really willing to die before you take revenge on it?" ”

Knock knock!

There was a quick knock on the door, and at noon, Zhang Ying's parents found that the door was locked, and they immediately felt a strong sense of uneasiness.

The father kicked the door open, but all he saw was an empty room and a broken security bar, and his son was gone.

In the school infirmary, Zhang Ying lit a cigarette with his bloodstained hand, took a deep breath, and spit out a thick smoke.

He only took a puff, then threw it on the ground and trampled it with his foot.

"This thing is not good for your health, you have to smoke it as little as possible."

"If what you say is true, and you were dead when you last saw that hand, what are you now, ghost?" Chen Xi frowned and asked, what the other party said made him unbelievable.

"It's been a month since I've been at this school, and if I'm really a ghost, will no one find out?"

Zhang Ying smiled: "You are also a college student, how can there be ghosts in this world, is it better to be realistic?" ”

Chen Xi's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Could it be that what you just said is realistic?" You said you were dead, but you were standing in front of me alive, you must be lying to me, and what kind of TCC virus, do you really think I'm a three-year-old child? Would believe that there is such a thing in the world! ”

Bang!

The wooden table behind Chen Xi was suddenly cracked by a tentacle, and sawdust flew all over it, and all the medical books on it suddenly flew up, and some of them smashed directly on his head.

With a crazy smile on the corner of Zhang Ying's mouth, his eyes completely turned blood-red, blood flew behind his back, and a thick tentacle shook in the air, covered with spikes!

"Do you still think I'm lying to you? The TCC virus can activate human cells, mutate humans, and produce tremendous strength, but the disadvantage is that it is easy to starve, and a lot of food must be supplemented! ”

The tentacles covered with spikes wrapped around Chen Xi's frightened gaze on his hand, and with a "click", his right arm was strangled, and broken bones, blood, tendons and veins and other debris fell to the ground together.

"Ah!!h

His right arm was broken, and the severe pain instantly shattered Chen Xi's bearing barrier, and he lay on the ground wailing, tears flowing uncontrollably, mixed with his blood.

He clutched the broken place, and as soon as his left hand touched the wound, he felt an even more intense pain, and he hunched over and lay on the ground, convulsing.

"What a poor child, you see how much you look like a dying worm."

Zhang Ying's face was full of mockery, and his tentacles returned to him with Chen Xi's broken arm, he licked his lips and said: "But ordinary food can no longer satisfy us monsters, only the body of the same kind can replenish the consumption to the maximum, because they are both human beings and have similar cell structures." ”

He took the severed arm, sticky. The slippery tongue licked five fingers, and the eyes were full of greed and longing, as if looking at the most beautiful treasure in the world.

He gently bit down the thumb of Chen Xi's right hand, and the flesh and bones exploded in his mouth, and an indescribable pleasure instantly overwhelmed his entire person.

"This is delicious, this is the food I should eat, your body fascinates me too much, Chen Xi!"

Zhang Ying shouted at the sky, the red light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he quickly lowered his head and stuffed that right hand into his mouth, this is the most delicious food in the world, he can't waste it!

The bones were crunchy, the flesh was tender, Zhang Ying swallowed heavily, and said inarticulately: "MNSSU's rare blood type, this taste is so wonderful, can I meet a delicacy like you again?" ”

He cried as he ate and yelled, "Why did I meet you in this situation, that thing can only be borne by people like you, I can't fully enjoy you!" How nice it would be if you weren't MNSSU's blood type, no, no, how could I possibly be obsessed with you if you were just an ordinary body? ”

"Sure enough, this world is so cruel and ruthless, it is always playing tricks on me, why!?"

Zhang Ying was completely in a frenzy, his back was bulging, his clothes were torn, and several thick tentacles drilled out of his body together, dancing in the air, and from time to time there would be a faint red light.

He roared, smashing all the tables, chairs, and medical facilities in his sight, and finally sat down on the ground with a shuddering cry.

The door was shattered by one of his tentacles, and the faint moonlight crept into the room and shrouded him.

With a bloodstained body, a monster with tentacles, and human bones and minced flesh remaining at the corners of his mouth, Zhang Ying cried in a low voice, like a fragile child.

The blood was constantly draining, Chen Xi was already in pain to the point of losing consciousness, and when he was about to fall unconscious, a tentacle full of spikes suddenly struck from the air and stuck in his right leg!

"Ahh

The roar of pain resounded throughout the school infirmary, Chen Xi cried until he trembled, his whole body was about to collapse, and the intense pain pulled him back from the world where he had lost his will.

Tears and snot were mixed with the blood he coughed up, and a large pool of blood had gradually formed under him.

Zhang Ying rushed over at an incredible speed, lifted Chen Xi with one hand, and then fell to the ground again.

This hit his head hard, and Chen Xi could clearly feel that his head should be broken.

"Let me die......"

The teeth were all broken, the mouth was full of scraps of meat, and the face was no longer human, more like a mess of rotten meat.

Zhang Ying is a mutant, his strength is too strong, and his eyes are a blood-colored world, he came behind Chen Xi, and slowly squatted down and lay on the latter.

He opened his mouth, grabbed Chen Xi's right leg with his right hand, and unloaded it with a little force, holding it with both hands, and devouring it in a big gulp.

Soon, the right leg was eaten, his eyes trembled slightly, and he moved his gaze to other parts of Chen Xi.

"Do you want to stop eating your left hand?"

"It's better to eat his left leg."

"Yes, yes, eat his left leg, why can I spend it in a wheelchair while he can walk normally!"

Zhang Ying seems to be a madman, and his memory seems to be pulled back to the most painful period ten years ago.

His mouth opened slightly, blood flowed, he slowly lowered his head, bit on Chen Xi's calf, and hissed a large piece of meat.

When he was about to continue eating, he suddenly sniffed his nose, his eyes instantly turned cold, and he said to himself: "There are still people who haven't left, and they are near here." ”

Zhang Ying stood up and glanced at Chen Xi, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and a tentacle shook and wrapped around the latter's neck.

"It looks like we have to transplant it, otherwise it will be troublesome for those people to find it."

He quickly rushed out of the house, pulling Chen Xi with his tentacles, and from time to time he would hit the concrete floor or the surrounding green trees.

There was only one limb left, and his head was smashed into rotten flesh, Chen Xi may still be alive, but he may also be dead, anyway, there is no movement, and he is dragged by his tentacles.

Zhang Ying gradually disappeared into the darkness with a ball of "rotten meat", and the destination was outside the school.

Twenty minutes later, outside the door of the school infirmary, a young girl covered in bone spurs walked by, looked up at the room, and left.