He hid

Two fists clenched

Lying on a bed several times larger than him, covered with a white futon

Looking at the ceiling with empty eyes, he couldn't tell if he should be afraid or confused. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Who cares if the color in front of them is black or gray?

Realized, fate always changes in an instant

The stumbling of the white wall, behind the iron fence --

Tobacco, alcohol – and a drowsy breath spread in the air

Wheezing, the sturdy man roared and scolded through the bar, or through the bar

Anyway, there won't be anyone with a tranquilizer gun here at this time

The long corridor is like loneliness, and a nail landing on the ground is like a lonely sigh

If you don't use the iron bars on either side, this would be the darkest bar atmosphere

It's not like a prison at all, even if a house can be called a prison if it only has one person in it

These people are not at all like captive beasts

Sometimes they clink glasses, exchange tobacco, compete muscles, and even laugh

It doesn't look like it's about to turn into a hungry beast, about to be trapped and fighting

Little by little, he will use his sharp teeth to bite into the opponent's throat until he tastes the scarlet blood gushing out, until he devours the opponent's life.

It's like seeing the other person's death

They inevitably fell into this fight

On the other end of the cold lens, the liquid crystal is still projected on the display

In the eyes of the viewer, the killing of people and the killing of animals are no different, just a pastime

The emaciated man fell in the midst of the beast, as if destined to be torn apart

He didn't have a choice either

If he had a choice, he would have crashed to his death on the white wall

It hurts too much

If he chooses to die now, he certainly does not want to suffer later suffering, if he commits suicide

So painful

How could he kill himself?

If fate wakes up at some point and becomes unbearable, do you still need to face it?

If hope is doomed, do we need to hurry?

Do you dare to have courage?

Most people think it's good to give up, but in reality.....

No one tries to think about these questions, it's always too late to think about them

It's time to start confronting it

The man sat up from the bed, the flat sheets curling up with his curled legs

He frowned, scratched his head, yawned, turned his head, and looked in one direction

He decided not to resign himself to his fate

To be exact, he felt that he could, and tried to resist

There was only one direction he could see, and that was the one opposite him

In the iron cage was a young man as thin as him, with a white shirt and round-rimmed silver-rimmed glasses

He had noticed him a long time ago

Because the young man was holding a pencil with a half-brake seven lead from the beginning, fast

and a realistic sketch of the appearance of everyone here

Black-and-white sketches of human heads were scattered all over the floor, disorganized

The chaos made Virgo Lu Yun couldn't help but want to tidy it up for him, the man was Lu Yun.

In the huge room, there was nothing but a bed, but a pile of paper and a pen

Lu Yun picked up a blank piece of paper, hesitated for a long time, wrote some words, and then rubbed these

Form a paper ball, as if using all your strength, knead it into a strong paper ball

Even if he knew, even if he teamed up with the young man opposite, there was a high chance that he wouldn't be able to deal with any of the big guys next to him

He threw it hard at the young man's face, so hard that he smashed the young man's glasses

There was some reflection in the lenses, and the young man stretched out his middle finger to straighten the frame, which made him see Lu Yun pointing at the paper ball with his teeth and claws

The young man picked up the paper ball and opened it with his utmost patience

, with the words he thought ridiculous.

Together, we protect ourselves?

On the other side of the iron fence were a pair of hopeful eyes

He smiled

That person wouldn't have put hope for me on me, would he?

He said to Lu Yun, who was eagerly waiting for a reply: "I refuse"

Lu Yun didn't realize that there would be this result, maybe he should have realized.

"Huh? What the?! ”

"Only waste needs to work with people"

"Are you a trash?" The young man asked.

Lu Yun wants to say that I am, come and cooperate with me!

But his dignity did not allow him to do so, and he gritted his teeth.

"I'm not"

Then he disguised himself as lost and turned around and lay on the bed, thinking about what hope was?

Yourself, alone, alive, get out, get out of here!

Even his own gasps could be heard in the empty room, and he tried to keep his breathing low, he didn't want to admit that he was a little scared of his own breathing.

He tossed and turned, and sometimes it was as long as torment, like a worm crawling on his body, and now it was, even if he wished, it would take a little longer.

He closed his eyes in a dull way, thinking about what he had seen in Yoke, but he couldn't remember much other than those images.......

Did you ...... yourself at that time? Indulge in the sensory thrill of fighting?

I'm not that perverted, right?

He also didn't believe that human nature was like that...... Born with a love of violence......

Turning over, the light and shadow intertwined for a moment, and Lu Yun saw his name tag written on the young man's iron railing.

Death. Lucius

Death?

I seem to have been blessed by death.

A bright light blinded.

The iron fence slowly opened.

Dressed in uniform, yellow clothing, the people behind the iron bars stood by the iron bars and walked out.

Lu Yun was also one of them, and they walked down the corridor in an orderly manner to an exit.

The tall guards maintained discipline, and Lu Yun followed the team with his head down, ready to meet his doom

"Do a good job, you must know that one Alpha is enough for you to squander it into the next life"

This sound came from the horn.

Alpha?

Lu Yun turned around and saw the name tag outside his "cage", jokingly writing.

Lamb, Lu Yun.

The lamb that was slaughtered, Lu Yun frowned, lowered his head, and followed the crowd.

With bare hands, what's at the end of the corridor? There was only a white light, like the hope of the person trapped at the entrance of the cave, Lu Yun knew that it was not hope, not something like hope could be called hope.

Not so long ago-

Cubicle after lattice-like room occasionally reflects the shadow of a person, and not every room is lit up.

Lu Yun's room was turned off the light, he looked intently at the ghostly light emitted from the black computer screen in front of him, and frowned again and again, in the picture, a sturdy bald head was twisting another person's neck.

Click.

The man's neck was torn, and he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

The winner looked at the camera, Lu Yun seemed to be an observer, he knew that this bald head was called a butcher, and he had won many games.

Lu Yun's nerves were shocked.

This live broadcast is over.

Fake ....... fake.......

The entire computer screen went black, and a row of words slowly appeared in the darkness.

Yoke (To be continued.) )