"They all must die!"
A hoarse voice came from the depths of the black mist. At the same time, Lou Bin suddenly felt as if his chest had been hit by a giant hammer. His whole body and Chu Ping flew out directly and hit the person behind him. on the wall.
"boss!"
Chu Ping is a living person after all, and he will probably be seriously injured this time.
Lou Bin stood up and looked at Chu Ping behind him. Most of his body had been dyed red.
"boss!"
Lou Bin opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him. Although Chu Ping was hit hard by the sudden impact, the strangeness in his body did not weaken. The speed at which the black mist was absorbed by Chu Ping became even faster.
Just when Lou Bin was still immersed in the changes in his boss's body, heavy footsteps sounded in the black mist in the distance, and at the same time, the sound that made the two people palpitate just now came again.
"They all must die!"
Lou Bin shuddered. As a strange being, he could feel the endless hostility from the owner of that voice, as well as the negative emotions that made him tremble from the bottom of his heart.
"This kind of aura is not as good as the boss lady, but it's almost there!"
Lou Bin reacted quickly, carried Chu Ping on his back, and ran in the direction opposite to the sound.
"Give it a try!"
Lou Bin gritted his teeth and disappeared into the darkness with Chu Ping on his back.
What Lou Bin didn't know was that Chu Ping, who was carrying him behind him, trembled slightly, and then the black mist around him was like a shark that smelled blood, and crazily penetrated into Chu Ping's body. .
After a while, a pale arm stretched out from behind Chu Ping.
…
As a permanent member of the confinement room, No. 9 knows very well what kind of existence is in those rooms.
Now that the beings in the rooms on both sides of the corridor have been released, this means that infinite terror is about to come.
"The death intention in Ward 16 has been released. There is going to be chaos here. Now the corridor outside the door is occupied by the death intention. As a result, it is impossible to go out and notify the doctor. What's more, the doctor seems to be in the hospital now. If you do anything important, you won’t pay attention here at all.”
No. 9 did not dare to stop. The sound of banging against the door was still echoing behind him. Those banging sounds seemed to hit his heart. Every sound made him tremble unconsciously. one time.
"Sooner or later this door will be knocked open. We can't stay here anymore."
No. 9 knew what would happen if the death intentions in the black mist entered here, so he didn't dare to stay here any longer.
In fact, from the moment No. 9 entered the ward, he felt like he had been caught in a trap.
"It seems like I'm trapped here by the evil spirits outside."
"Ward No. 9 itself is very mysterious. There are some places in it that even I have never been to. I hope I can find another door from there."
No. 9 glanced at the door that seemed to be about to break with some fear, and ran deeper into the room without looking back.
Tired, weak.
Number Nine has forgotten how long it has been since he felt this way, and now he seems to have turned back into the timid, cowardly coward he was a long time ago.
"No, I don't want to become that person, that person is not me."
That must have happened a long time ago, so long ago that Nine even forgot how long ago it was.
The memories in his mind were like boiling water, constantly rolling, stimulating No. 9's nerves.
Pictures one after another buried at the bottom of his mind also appeared in front of his eyes at that moment.
"Snapped--"
With a crisp sound, the boy fell to the ground, his thin body looking even thinner against the cold concrete floor.
The old and extremely ill-fitting school uniform was stained with mud, making the boy look extremely embarrassed.
"You dared to sue the teacher, causing me to be punished by standing for a whole class. This slap will make you remember it for a long time."
A boy with dyed yellow hair was looking fiercely at the frail boy who fell to the ground.
The boy who fell to the ground covered his slapped cheek, his eyes full of timidity. He didn't dare to raise his head and look at Huang Mao, as if if he looked at it one more time, his other cheek would also be affected by him. A slap in the face.
Seeing the boy's reaction, Huang Mao was very satisfied. He believed that his slap would definitely make him remember it for a lifetime.
"Huh, remember to get me a hundred yuan tomorrow."
Huang Mao's tone was completely commanding the boy.
"But it was still ten yuan yesterday..."
The boy's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally it was inaudible, and there was no sound at all.
"Yesterday is yesterday, and today is today. The extra money should be used as compensation for my mental losses."
Huang Mao thought again about being made to stand by the teacher today, and became even more angry. Then he kicked the boy twice again.
"Did you hear that? Don't talk too much. Don't sue the teacher. Otherwise, I'll beat you every time I see you."
The boy was hunched over and huddled on the concrete floor, a painful expression covering his face.
Huang Mao's two feet just now made him lose the courage to resist.
Huang Mao's eyes moved as he lost his temper, as if he thought of something.
"When school is over today, I call Kang Xin from your class to the woods to the west of the playground and tell her that you have something to do with her, and you are not allowed to mention it, I know!"
The originally submissive boy heard Huang Mao mention the name Kangxin. His eyes were full of surprise. He raised his head and looked at Huang Mao. He wanted to ask why he was looking for Kangxin.
But as soon as the boy's eyes came into contact with Huang Mao, the timidity that had just been suppressed emerged again.
"You...what are you looking for her for?"
The boy was very scared, he was afraid of being beaten again, but out of concern for Kang Xin, the little boy still asked.
"Don't ask so many questions. If Kangxin isn't in the woods after school, just wait and eat my fist."
When the boy heard the word fist, his whole body shivered involuntarily.
After Huang Mao left, the boy sat up. His eyes were empty. He didn't know why he was like this.
"Kang Xin..."
Two words came out gently from the boy's mouth.
Kang Xin is probably the best person in the whole class to her.
The boy is a transfer student. His family background is not good. Even the school uniform he wears now is picked out from other people's unwanted rags.
Because of this, the boy always had a low self-esteem. He subconsciously stayed away from his classmates. Over time, no one paid attention to the boy anymore.
Maybe this is good.
And Kangxin is like the white moonlight in the boy's life. During the period of self-exile, Kangxin always approached him proactively, like an angel who wants to take the suffering believers out of the place of pain.
At first the boy refused, but later on, he didn't know when, he found that he began to care more and more about the other person, and Kang Xin became the boy's only friend.
