Standing on the edge of the roof of the Intercontinental Hotel, he looked down at the bustling city with a calm gaze without a trace of waves. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The taillights of the cars are connected into a series of dazzling lines, like flowing blood, but they are too easy to block, and the neon lights flicker like stars, illuminating the clouds in a dark red, and the pedestrians on the street have not yet recovered from the shopping frenzy of Singles' Day, some are looking forward to the package, and some are thinking about chopping their hands.

Nothing is missing. He thought about it and breathed a sigh of relief.

All the property was scattered, half of it was donated to charity, half of it was remitted to the family of the deceased, not to atone for sins or to seek comfort, but to listen to the contacts, to reduce the financial resources of those families, which should be expressed to some extent.

Since killing is a business, the people affected by the business deserve some compensation.

The winter solstice has passed, the temperature has dropped quickly, the high altitude at night is very cold, and a thin white gas can already be sprayed when he breathes, which reminds him that he took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket with a trembling hand and put it in his mouth, but the fire can't be fought, it has nothing to do with the lighter, it is a matter of the hand.

He is losing control of his body.

Half a step further, his toes reaching out of the building, he took a deep breath as he took the slightly twisted cigarette in his mouth.

Some people say that suicide is a cowardly act, and that's because they don't know how much courage it takes to commit suicide, it's just the ultimate way to escape from reality, everyone is escaping from some kind of reality, it's just that few people will choose this path.

Nothing is missing.

His body leaned forward slowly, adrenaline rushing as he leaned to an angle from which he could not recover.

He still had the unlit cigarette in his mouth, but in the process of falling, what he saw in his eyes was not the ground that was getting closer and closer, nor the memories of a lifetime, but some never-before-seen and incomprehensible pictures, his brain was strongly impacted, his body trembled violently, and even nosebleeds.

Corpse...... It's heavy!

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The corpse was heavy, the carcass of a horse, the carcass of a cow, the carcass of a pig, the carcass of a man, mixed and crumpled together, wrapped him tightly in the middle, and he struggled to get out of it.

It was a massive, round ball of corpses, the corpses inside were crushed and deformed, flesh and blood connected, and the corpses on the outside were separated from each other, as if they had been slashed with an extremely long blunt knife.

He felt something strange and looked down at his left hand, then raised his head and saw the dung beetle about three meters wide and eight meters long, that is, Kron.

If you eat meat, you will become a corpse.

He destroys the shape of the corpse ball, and it looks angry.

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