The engineer who designed this at the beginning never thought that there would be such a neuropathy, and he couldn't break the door, so he directly dismantled the door.

Ye Qingxuan took the lead in stepping on the sluice gate and gravel that fell to the ground and walked in the door, but he didn't see any trace of Lorenzo - that guy really ran fast, which is a beautiful quality in Xiacheng District, otherwise he wouldn't have survived today.

"Let's go. ”

He looked back at the butcher, "Since you're here, let's take a look at the real look of Arkham Mental Hospital." ”

After walking through the long path and up the stairs, it is as if you have entered some complex building.

The air was still filled with the pungent gas of disinfectant potion.

The strong smell is like not only killing germs, but also killing people in the smell.

Only footsteps echoed in the silent hallway.

Lights were lit up on the ceiling, white and blinding, illuminating the iron fences on both sides, and the shadows behind the fences.

Those people looked like they were from all over the world, of different ages and appearances, but there were more or less unusual signs on their bodies.

Some people have bones on the outside of their skin, some have slender and thin limbs that can only be curled up in cages, and some people have barbs at the joints, which look hideous. Some people were knotted, and the iron fence was just two noodles in front of him, but he didn't think about it at all.

There are also fish gills behind the ears, which are the same traces as the former ghost woman Emma...... Siren remodeling.

Their respective mutations are by no means the same, even if they are two completely identical transformations, they also have different directions. The only thing they had in common was their sluggish and dazed expressions.

Neither the distant roar nor the strangers walking by the fence caught their attention.

No one even tentatively cried out that they were hungry, or prayed for them to let them out.

It's like being immersed in your own world. The men were huddled in their cages, intently smearing something on the ground, muttering to themselves, or spitting bubbles and giggling......

"This should be the ward, right?"

Ye Qingxuan muttered softly, looking at their appearance:

They were all dressed in the same clothes as the skeleton in the sewers, the prisoner-like garb that the patient wore to facilitate the operation.

Ten years ago. There must have been a disturbance here, and some people have fled, like Emma, the ghost woman. Others did not escape, like the dry bones of that sewer, and could only stare in the direction of the sky and die.

Since then, they should have strengthened control measures, such as...... Like now.

The butcher looked coldly at the transformed patients, holding a bone saw in his hand, and was on guard, but Ye Qingxuan next to him understated it.

"Don't be nervous. They won't have any reaction. ”

He easily pulled the person inside an iron cage over, and that person did not even resist, just let him be at his mercy.

Ye Qingxuan reached out and pinched his chin, looked at the back of his head and ears, and understood when he saw the abnormality of his pupils.

"Sure enough, the anterior lobe of the brain was removed. ”

Ye Qingxuan gestured with the butcher in a posture of stretching out his finger and poking his eyes: "From under the eye, pierce an ice pick, and the ice pick pierces into the skull." With the feeling of the hand, the anterior lobe of the brain is stirred into a sparse ...... So later. No matter what kind of vicious people are, they will become good babies and be at the mercy of others.

As long as you are proficient, the operation time is even only a few minutes, which is safe and harmless, and will not affect any subsequent modifications.

It's really safe and convenient. ”

The young man sniffed the smell of disinfectant in the wind, and there seemed to be a phantom flashing in front of him. The memories that had been sleeping in my head came flooding again.

In fact, those broken memories have long been lost in the turmoil of the past, and he doesn't want to remember what happened to him anymore, but for some reason, the anger in his heart burns. That anger is like lava beneath the earth's crust. He who walks silently through the darkness, who cannot see the light of the fire, but who burns wants to go berserk.

But he didn't even know that this fury should be targeted.

"Hey, uncle, let's go our separate ways. ”

He suddenly whispered, "Shaman, I actually gave you another task, right?"

The butcher was silent and did not answer.

"He's known the House took control of Arkham Asylum, didn't he? He let me explore this place just to find out what was going on here.

He asked you to come here with me, not to protect me, but to kill his enemies. In addition to the professors, there are also people in the House. ”

The boy looked at him quietly:

"--Isn't that right?"

Under the teenager's gaze, the butcher was silent and did not answer.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but pout,

"Uncle Seton, it's not a good idea for you to be so pretending so much. ”

The butcher was stunned, and his eyes finally changed, from fierce to gloomy, and then to hideous.

But the boy just looked at him, until he was a long time later, and an irritated breath came from under the mask: "How do you know?"

"You can't expect me to suddenly join forces with someone who once hunted me down, can you?"

Ye Qingxuan spread his hands, "I have to investigate." ”

"By the time of the day?"

"Actually, it's more than that. ”

Ye Qingxuan said, "Actually, since I found out that I was able to escape from the butcher who never missed, I suspected that you were merciful to my subordinates.

Later, every time I thought about it, I felt a lot of doubts, and I didn't think I was strong enough to escape the butcher's pursuit. Then there is only one possibility:

- The butcher released the water. ”

“......”

The 'butcher', or rather Seton, was speechless, just silent.

“...... As long as you connect this line, it's easy to figure it out. After all, I have very few friends, and there aren't many people of your physique.

I'm so thankful you let me go, because I really felt like I was going to die. ”

Ye Qingxuan tilted his head and looked at him: "However, you came out to make extra money, the boss doesn't know, right?"

“......”

In the silence, under the huge horse-head mask, Seton's expression must have become ugly:

"Fuck it, fuck off!"

He frustrated and smashed the bonesaw to the ground. smashed a crack, finally glanced at Ye Qingxuan, turned around and left.

But behind him, the young man stared at his distant back, and suddenly shouted:

"—Uncle Seton. ”

"Huh?" Seton looked back.

"Stay safe. ”

The young man said goodbye.

The butcher sneered.

"Aren't you the one who should be safe?"

He waved his hand without looking back: "Don't worry, for the sake of Lao Fei's face." If you die, I will avenge you. ”

"Oh, that's great. ”

The boy's voice came from a distance behind him, and he gradually lost his voice.

The butcher walked slowly through the darkness, following the smell of blood in the wind.

According to the map given to him by his employer, he was going to pass through the hallway, step on the stairs, pass through the third operating room, turn right, and break through the sixth hall. Then take the lifting platform down and down to the central organ.

-- Along the way, all places were destroyed, all the information about the blood sacrifice was burned, and all living things were killed.

Enemies include the mafia's thugs, the original caretakers of the hospital, the minions of the council, and the ...... hired by them Black musician.

In silence. The butcher's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The white light flickered overhead, and a baby's cry could be heard behind the closed door in front of him. Above the iron gates. The metal nameplate inscribed with the third operating room has rusted.

The surgery is in progress.

In the gap under the iron gate, Bobo's blood seeped out silently.

In the cry of a baby, the air wafts with the soft singing of a ghostly aria, like a dead woman gazing into the world in hell, screaming and screaming.

In silence, the butcher silently pushed open the iron door. See blood everywhere.

Under the incandescent light, a figure in a white lab coat turned his back to him, carefully soaking a string of entrails in an antiseptic solution, carefully and carefully tidying up each finish, and finally throwing the hollowed-out baby into the garbage basket.

He turned. The pupil behind the mask saw the comer and was stunned for a moment.

"Butcher?"

The sound was like a hoarse sound of dozens of mouths at the same time, and those voices overlapped to become a harsh noise.

The butcher stared at him, his gaze fell on him, as if through his clothes, he saw a dozen wriggling lips on that body, and suddenly realized:

"Black Musician, Yellow Foot?"

The brother of the once dead Green Tooth, Yellow Foot slowly bowed his head: "A few minutes ago, Alberto's people told me that someone had broken in. Where are your companions?

To be honest, I'd like to meet Sherlock Holmes more than you: as a fellow black musician, there must be a lot to talk about. ”

A sneer came from under the mask.

Huang Zu seemed to understand something, and his eyes were a little regretful: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's you, it's rare to have such a good experimental material......"

The butcher silently clenched the bone saw, and there was a crisp sound of bone joints grinding against the body, visible to the naked eye, the body expanded, expanded, expanded!

Until finally, he re-transformed into that hideous giant.

"O God, please give me mercy, I fall on my knees in the river of my soul and try to wash away the filth! O God, please give me salvation, the curse is over my loins, can you hear my cries......?

The music inscribed on the body was awakened, and the sound of the flow of blood turned into a tidal wave, and the heartbeat beat like a drum beat made the ether vibrate, and the blood gushed out of the pores, and transformed into the faces of the dead in the air, laughing and laughing:

"Lalala~"

Silently, the light went out.

In the darkness, the singing of the dead and the overlapping chants of the black musicians suddenly erupted, and the roar and tremors spread, kicking up invisible dust.

The temperature of the blood and the malice that had condensed into substance spilled in all directions.

Darkness engulfs everything-

In the silent corridor, the young man watched the butcher go away, and in silence, he looked around at the dull faces, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

"Alright, let's make a big fuss. ”

He slammed his cane on the ground, bursting out with a steel aftermath: "Whether it's the professor or the council, everyone has revenge and revenge, and there are grievances and complaints."

Since I am called a vengeful spirit, let them do what they do...... Pay the price!" (To be continued......)