When Yu Liang opened his eyes, it was almost noon.

The pungent smell of wine and the smell of blood are mixed together, and the complex taste is a little momentary distraction.

The wounds on his shoulders and back were terrible, and the blood scabbed over his face and hands, as if he were wrapped in a layer of hard mud.

He walked to the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, couldn't help but tremble, and threw up again with a "wow".

The blood sprayed on his face formed large scabs, and the dark red scabs were covered with tiny cracks, making his whole person look terrifying.

I vomited several times last night, and there was nothing left in my stomach except for wine.

He retched a few times, turned on the faucet and began to rinse.

But no matter how much you wash it, the deep sense of loss in your heart can't be washed away.

He came back with food full of joy, thinking that he would see Zhang Jing's smile like a flower, but he didn't expect it to be such an ending.

I have to admit that Yu Liang likes her a little, and in Yu Liang's eyes, she meets all the definitions of a goddess by Yu Liang.

But she's gone...

"Maybe she had to do it?"

"Yes, it must be a last resort, otherwise I wouldn't have left a letter for myself..."

He tried not to think about it, but the thoughts still couldn't help but get into his head.

"It's a deal after all," Yu Liang sighed.

He scratched at the bloody scabs on his body and face, and the ground was soon stained a dark red.

Suddenly he stopped, because he remembered something terrible.

"I'm a GM warrior..."

"Die or follow me..."

"I'm a genetically modified warrior, and my code name is Xiao Jiu..."

What does he stand for? Government or military?

What kind of role does Zhang Jing's husband play here?

His name is Xiao Jiu, does that mean that there are eight people in front of him?

One such person is enough, if there are eight, then Yu Liang can't imagine it at all.

He remembered Xiao Jiu's terrifying ability, the giant axe that floated in front of his head...

If this person hadn't been too big, he would have become a corpse long ago.

Go, you have to go, as Zhang Jing said, the farther you go, the better.

But where can I go?

Although the world is big, where can we go?

Yu Liang thought about it and found sadly that he didn't seem to have much to do except go back to the hospital.

It seems that he is really not suitable to be the protagonist, and other protagonists must have killed all sides when they encounter this kind of thing, but he only thinks about running.

There's no way, just run, just run, it's good to live.

At least in the hospital, he still has a certain status.

Xiao Jiu's group of people have no known origin, and they don't know what their goal is, but it doesn't seem to happen overnight if they want to find themselves.

Yu Liang carefully recalled every detail of his and Zhang Jing's time together.

I told Zhang Jing that I was going to go out to find my girlfriend, but did I say that I was going to the hospital to find it?

No, yes, I didn't say it.

At this moment, Yu Liang didn't dare to have the slightest luck, he didn't know who Zhang Jing's husband was, but he could send such a terrifying person to deal with him, then there must be other masters under him.

If you're late...

Yu Liang didn't dare to think about it anymore, he wiped his body hastily, changed into clothes and ran out...

At this time, Xia Meng's expression was sluggish, she sat on the bed in her pajamas, and her exposed skin was covered with bruises.

She had already dried her tears, and no matter how sad she was, she couldn't shed a single tear.

The room was filled with the smell of **, the bed was full of those perverted toys, and she was holding a small pill in her hand, but she never had the courage to eat it.

This Ma Dong is too perverted, in front of outsiders, he is a polite middle-aged man.

In front of his brothers, he is a powerful and righteous person.

But in bed, he turned into a tyrant, a sadist.

This middle-aged man has certain disadvantages in some aspects, so he gets pleasure through abuse and abuse.

The louder the women screamed, and the more painful the expressions on their faces, the more excited he became.

Thinking of Ma Dong's face, Xia Meng couldn't help but shudder.

Life or death was directly in front of her.

It's natural to be able to live and feel the joys, sorrows and sorrows of this time, but with this man, can she feel anything else besides pain?

Or is there a chance for me to feel something else?

Brother Qiang once rewarded Ma Dong with two women, without exception, they both died, one jumped off the building by himself, and the other took poison.

Xia Meng couldn't understand why she wanted to die if she could live, if a person was not even afraid of death, then what else did she have to be afraid of?

Now Xia Meng knows that there are indeed things in this world that are more terrifying than death, such as being a woman in Ma Dong, which is definitely more terrible than death.

What is it that has endured so much suffering and humiliation to live until now?

Is there still a need to live?

Why should humans fear death? If you live like this, will death be a relief?

She looked back out the window, the dim sun hanging diagonally in the west, the dim light as if to herald her death.

As soon as it gets dark, Ma Dong will come back, and when he comes back, he must first drink with Brother Qiang, get drunk until he gets drunk, and then come to torture himself.

Even if you live today, what about tomorrow?

He told Brother Qiang Lin Qiang's biggest secret, Brother Qiang killed him, he thought that Brother Qiang would keep him by his side, but he didn't.

With just one sentence, he asked himself back from Brother Qiang.

No matter how much he does, in the eyes of Brother Qiang, it is not as good as his brother's words.

She regretted it a little, although Lin Qiang would also beat herself, but compared with Ma Dong, her life with him was completely happy.

If he had helped Lin Qiang keep that secret, would it be a different situation now?

However, it is too late to regret it, and time will not be turned back.

Whoever does anything must be prepared to bear all the consequences, both good and bad.

She thought of Yu Liang again.

What made him reject himself? Is it because you feel dirty?

Is it because he already has great strength and feels that he is not worthy of him?

Presumably because of the former.

Yes, he must think that he is too dirty, he likes to write, he likes words, such people are a bit fake.

But can you blame yourself for all this?

After all, I'm just a powerless woman, and the world has become like this, what else can I rely on but my own body?

She is very envious of Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu is the man that Brother Qiang rewarded Yu Liang, since she slept with Yu Liang that night, Brother Qiang has never touched her again, and no one else is allowed to touch her.

Because Brother Qiang said that she is Yu Liang's woman, his brother's woman, and no one is allowed to touch her.

Originally, I would have been that woman, but Yu Liang, why did you reject me?

She looked back and saw that the sun was about to set.

Her hands were shaking more and more, and her palms were covered with sweat.

Ma Dong is coming back, and the torture of himself is about to start again.

She felt like she couldn't take it anymore.

It is better to die than to live like this.

She was relieved, yes, it was better to die than to live like this.

She spread out her hand, and the small white pill lay quietly in the palm of her hand.

She lifted her hand and gently put the pill into her mouth.

Suddenly, a little brother's surprised cry sounded outside the door: "Second brother? You're back..."